Here you go!
Shots Fired!
'Boom. Boom. Boom.' Desiree stood with her mouth gaped in complete shock. Had Detrick really come to his senses and do away with their past completely? With his hand still facing the cage with his smoking gun she caressed his forearm to ease him into standing down. Desiree turned to a slumped Dessiah hanging from her wrists. She slapped Dessiah with an open hand across her face.
"Your next bitch!" She said to a bloodied Dessiah.
" Ahhh FUCK YOU BITCH!" Dessiah spit blood in her face. Desiree didn't take too kindly to that wiping her face she laughed and quickly straightened her face drawing back and punching Dessiah in her stomach followed by a back-hand slap.
"No Bitch, fuck you!" Desiree walked slowly towards the cage with Detrick frozen in place behind her. Lifting the huge blanket covering the cage "What the fuck?" She whispered. It was completely empty. Delaney wasn't even there. He played her and she was ready to FIGHT. "YOU MUTHAFUCKA!" She turned swiftly pulling a small pistol from her ankle and aiming at Detrick. She pulled the trigger three times. 'Glutch. Glutch. Glutch.'
"Shit!" Desiree saw the gun had the safety on. She threw the gun at Detrick and galloped towards him. He aimed his gun to the hanging light from above and shot out the bulb. They were in complete darkness.
"DETRICKKK! WHY DO YOU FEEL THE NEED TO BE THIS WAY? I just want to love you." Desiree ran her hands along the wall to be her guidance. She ran her foot on the floor hoping to find something to use as a weapon. "Detrick don't you want a family? I can give you that you know?" Soon she found what she was looking for, a wrench hung from a chain down a pipe. She pulled it off the pipe and roamed through the dark. She could feel around the walls where she came on the feel of a latch, where she pulled down. The emergency latch sounded off flashing lights in the two corners of the room. Finally she was able to see Detrick with the bright flashing lights above them.
"What DID YOU DO?" Desiree held the chain swinging the wrench at him.
"Give it up Des, did you honestly think I would allow you to manipulate me into hurting the woman and child that I love?"
"You said you loved me." She swung again missing him by an inch. Detrick and Desiree walked in circles swiftly around the room. She continued to swing as if it were nun chucks in her hand.
"I lied." He said nonchalantly walking backwards.
"You said you appreciated all that I had done for you."
"Lied about that too."
"You son of a bitch!" Grabbing the wrench now she used the chain to swing and hit Detrick with.
"Ahhhh!" Detrick screamed in agony from being hit in his side.
Dessiah watched Desiree stalk him around the room. The white light flashed bright forcing Dessiah to squint to keep focus on the two of them. Suspended in the air she tried to pull herself up to slide over the hook that held the duct tape that had her bound. She was unsuccessful. This was a time she wished she took those pull-ups seriously when her trainer requested. She ran her hand around to see if she could feel anything when a sharp edge gashed her hand.
"Ughhh Fuckkk!" Dessiah could feel the blood run down her arm. Now was not the time to feel any pain. Full of adrenaline she used the very thing that hurt her, to help her. Sharp edge and all she ran the duct tape along the sharp edge metal to break through.
Desiree was enraged. How could Detrick be so cold? He was no different than her ex husband. He never appreciated anything that she did for him either. The cooking and cleaning everyday. Never missing a meal or moment dedicated to him. Supporting him through college and even law school. She even supported his decision to quit law and open a wing stop. Only for him to wake up one morning and say he wasn't in love with her anymore. She lost herself in him for so long and without blinking an eye he wanted to walk away. Desiree decided fine if he wanted to walk away, he would have to survive her first. One morning when he was in the bath she brought him breakfast on a tray. While he selfishly enjoyed being treated like a King, she took the blow dryer and started blow drying her hair.
"Take my Tray." He demanded. Desiree sighed and calmly did as she was told. Placing the tray on the counter she resumed drying her hair.
"Can you hurry up with that shit? I'm tryna relax before I start my day." Covering his face with his rag he exhaled. Desiree turned around and snatched the rag from his face.
"What?!" he asked. Looking directly in his dark brown eyes, she took the blow dryer and dropped it in the tub. Shaking, Donald looked like a fish out of water as currents rushed through his body. Desiree picked up the tray and slowly walked down the hall. Donald died that day and Desiree never looked back. Leaving town, she made a few changes to her appearance and never returned to Philadelphia.
"Detrick I HATE YOU!"
"Your pathetic." Detrick retorted.
"AHHHH!!" Running towards him she swung the chain hitting him in the face knocking him down. She straddled him and used the chain to choke him by pushing down on each side of his neck. Detrick struggled to breathe.
"WANT ME. WANT ME. WHY DON'T YOU WANT ME?" She yelled over him.
"No, I want you bitch!" Dessiah said from behind she stood with a gun pointed at Desiree's head. "Get up you stupid bitch!" she said through gritted teeth ready to pull the trigger. Desiree slowly stood with her hands up while Detrick laid blacked out on the ground.
" You better move slow Bitch cause your one wrong move from me ending your fucking life! NOW TURN AROUND!" Desiree remained with her back to Dessiah.
"You know I'd respect you if you weren't so STUPID!" Desiree swinging the chain hitting Dessiah in the face with the wrench and chain. Dessiah fell to the ground with the gun sliding across the wall. "How do you hold a gun on someone and forget to make sure they drop what's in their hand? Duh!" Desiree kicked Dessiah in her stomach. "AHHHH!" She screamed in agony rolling on her side. Desiree used that opportunity to kick her in her back repeatedly.
"This is want you chose over me Detrick? YOU...(kick) chose... this dumb slut over me (kick)." Desiree continued kicking Dessiah. Detrick coughed gaining consciousness. Still on the floor he saw Dessiah being attacked. He slowly pulled himself up off of the ground with the worst headache he had ever experienced. Detrick staggered towards them when he saw Desiree pick up the pistol and aim at Dessiah.
"Bitch you should have pulled the trigger when you had the chance." She cocked the gun back and aimed down with her target being Dessiahs face. Detrick grabbed Desiree by her and threw her into the wall. "AHHH" She screamed in pain. She took a shot at him and missed. Wrapping his hand around her throat he lifted her 3 feet off the ground. Desiree dropped the gun and tried scratching and hitting Detrick's face but he snapped and squeezed with all he had. Dessiah had never seen him like this and she was scared. Not of him but for him. What if he killed her? They would never be together. Dessiah stood and plead with him to come back to his senses.
"Detrick baby...STOP! YOU'RE KILLING HER! Detrick PLEASE." Detrick was in a murderous daze. Desiree's eyes rolled in the back of her eyes for lack of air.
"DETRICK! STOP! NOW! I LOVE YOU BABY PLEASE STOP!"
"She tried to kill you." He said through gritted teeth not letting up.
"BUT IM STILL HERE. DETRICK PLEASE THINK OF DELANEY AND I. PLEASEEEE!'' Detrick slowly loosened his grip on Desiree and she slid down the wall coughing and gasping for air. Detrick stepped back and Dessiah pulled him in her arms tightly. Out of the daze Detrick laid his head on her shoulder and burst into tears. He couldn't help but weep thinking of all he almost lost today.
"Its okay baby. Its okay. Its over." Dessiah soothed. "Lets go home." She lifted his face to hers and kissed him softly. He nodded slowly.
"DETRICKKKK!!" Desiree yelled from behind. "...WE'RE NOT OVER!" Making their way across the room the door was kicked opened.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM.'
"AHHHHH"
"......................" Someone dropped to the floor.
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