https://Voice.club - Wrong Choice (Part 3)
This is a bizarre thought. Could Angela have hurt me? I mean, I’ve heard of ghosts and spirits being able to move objects and other crazy stuff. I think it’s bizarre to entertain, but it’s possible. Hmmm, or maybe a swift kick from Lee?
I blurt out, “Lee, did you kick the back of my knees?” My attraction to him is diminishing. Something is not right with this guy.
Lee dials down his fury that is building. “Why would I hurt you? I don’t even know you. You’re so pretty; I want to be around you. I think you are what I’ve been searching for since Angela passed."
Lee pushes his hair back a few times and gazes into Libby’s green eyes. “You know, she tried to kill me, and it backfired. I was questioned for days and days and finally cleared of any wrongdoing." As he gathered his thoughts, he continued on. “She tried to stab me, waving her knife frantically while accusing me of cheating on her. I was able to move quickly as the knife approached my chest. She almost succeeded in stabbing me. She lost her footing, tripped, and landed onto the point of her knife. Her hand was wrapped around the handle as it lodged into her chest. She landed face down.
Reliving this tragedy, Lee became hysterical. His urges to inflict pain returns. He grabs Libby’s face, forcing his mouth onto hers.
That kiss sealed the deal.
“Let’s go, Lee. We can go to my place.” Libby suggested.
Lee nods. “I can’t wait to be with you; I need you tonight!”
Libby questions the scenario. It’s unclear; who is the abuser? Maybe Lee is. Perhaps he pushed Angela too far. Was she psychotic? Was he as well? If he tried any funny business or caused me any harm, Lee wouldn’t stand a chance against me! In my profession, I am skillfully trained and armed. But first things first. A torrid night of intimacy!
