Dancing With The Devils

[AMELIA]

"N— No. I— no Alex, no!" Lia cried out, holding onto the love of her life. She had gotten her wish, so why the hell was she trying to make it seem like she had lost everything? Why was she in pain when she had all she ever dreamed of? 

She had finally gotten her vengeance and it wasn't even by her hands. It was by the hands of the man she loved. It was almost like a hard choice. One that had been made by the man who had her in a chokehold.

Lia looked at the man slowly falling to the ground, considering his weight was too much on her. She wanted to stop him from falling and just before Alex hit the ground, Amelia James slumped and he fell on her.

This wasn't what she wanted, but it was also what she wanted, but did the woman fucking know what she wanted, or was this all just a play of who won at the end?