A Bomb

I'll call your father, and you're going to tell him that I have you,” Wayne said.

“I'm doing no such thing,” Theresa hesitated, Wayne smirked, pointing the gun at Theresa. He pulled the trigger, shooting her thighs.

“Arghh,” Theresa whimpered in pain while Ruby screamed in fear.

“Now hand over your phone to me,” Wayne ordered, Theresa began to tremble, just like he wanted. A slight smile escaped Wayne's lips as he took the phone from Theresa. Her hands were shaking in fear.

Wayne was about to take the phone from Theresa but he paused, taking his hands back.

“You have to dial his number,” Wayne said.

“You don't know what you're getting yourself into. My father is going to kill you,” Theresa threatened. Wayne giggled.

“Well, how about he watches you die first, then he can tell you how he died trying to kill me when he meets you in hell, now dial the number,” Wayne pointed the gun to her tummy, letting her know with each shot he would go up until he blew her brains out.

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