Chapter 17

Gabrielle took that time to search the house. It wasn’t like before where she had to be careful and leave things the way they were; this time she could throw papers around and break things as much as she wanted. She could leave the bed unmade and the closet in disarray. But as soon as Gabrielle found the things she was looking for, she returned to the dining area with the items in hand and set to work.

It was hard pushing the grown man to sit up on the wooden chair. He was unconscious and felt heavier than he looked. Eventually, Gabrielle was able to sit him upright on the chair and keep him there with the single roll of duct tape and the handcuffs he kept in his dresser drawers.

“Kinky,” she whispered with a bit of humor. Even though she had hit him hard on the side of his face, his features remained as handsome as ever. But she wouldn’t let herself think that. Gabrielle would have no remorse for the man, no matter how much he had been good to her. And with the pills in his system and the concussion she’d inflicted, Charlie would be out for a while.

She sighed and spun on her heels toward his bedroom. His empty house was just begging her to be explored.

Charlie felt the pounding of his skull before anything else. He tried forcing his eyes open but only one eyelid would come up. The other was swollen to the point where he could feel the throbbing keeping his lid in place. His pulse began to quicken as he remembered what his darling bride did. Charlie made a move to stand only to find he was trapped with the handcuffs he had been using to keep his captives in obedience.

“My dear Annabel Lee, why have you done this to me?” But his frantic shouts subsided when he laid his one good eye upon her form.

A spiteful grin was on her lips and her hair had been done into a sleek ponytail. It was obvious she had showered away the grime from her days of living in a single room. Her skin glowed, clad in a rather revealing black dress which seemed a size too tight even for her slim figure. Gabrielle was left barefoot since the shoes she had found were for feet as small as Cinderella’s nevertheless she looked like a wicked goddess. Charlie shivered with recognition at clothing. There was another girl he remembered who wore that and she was dressed in it when he first caught her.

“How can you be dressed as she? A ghost only from my memory?”

“Stop it,” Gabrielle screamed at him suddenly. The false smile slipped from her features to create a more angry expression. “Stop it, stop your fucking rhymes!”

Charlie’s mouth clamped shut. It had been so long since he had spoken to her in anything other than his poem-like speech he did not know if he had the power to prevent it from happening again. It didn’t matter much anyways since Gabrielle took the time to wrap the last bit of the duct tape over his lips and around his head. He had never seen this side of his beloved before. When she was done, Gabrielle smoothed the ripples in the fabric of her dress and picked up the gun she found along with the clothing which belonged to his other Annabel Lees.

“It looks like you go for a type,” she said confidently, returning to her psychotic overexcitement. “I probably would have liked the owner of this dress. Young, skinny and I’m guessing a little more rocker than you’d like them to be. That explains the terrible taste in clothing you gave us.”

The girl began to go off in a conversation all her own while Charlie could not help but stare. His lover had changed from the sweet innocent girl to something entirely deranged. The worst thing was how Charlie was starting to feel mildly turned on by the way she talked and how she could have acted so well for weeks. He was impressed by her talent but more anxious by the weapon flaunted carelessly in her hands. Charlie knew it was loaded and was more certain his Annabel Lee was going to use it.

Gabrielle’s soft laughter brought him back to the one sided conversation she was having.

“The best thing is that I could kill you and no one would ever know it was me.” Charlie widened his eyes. Gabrielle took his fear of her small stature with a bit of honor. “No one knows I’m here, do they?”

When Gabrielle received no answer, she repeated her question with her fingers pulling Charlie’s hair back. “Do they, Charlie?”

“No,” he managed to mumble under the tape. Her fist let go of his mahogany hair after a moment and she moved to stand in front of him. The hunch she had in her posture started to return and her eyes kept to the ground.

“It’s funny how only the eccentric fall for the eccentric,” she said, with the gun held loosely in her hand. There was something in her words which made the man think it held a double meaning. “Psychopaths fall for psychopaths, murderers for murderers. But then again, they’re the best paired together.”

She shook her head and let a sly smile creep on her face as she straddled his tied down form. The gun was pointed to his chest in between their two bodies. Charlie screamed in protest under the gag in his mouth but Gabrielle knew no one would hear. The muzzle glided up his chest, past his pecks and over the collar of Charlie’s shirt. Once it made contact with the skin below his Adam’s apple and slid up to the bottom of his chin, the girl paused.

“Let this dissever your soul from my soul,” she whispered into his hair, using the very poem he loved so much as her farewell. Her lips pressed a kiss to his temple as she gripped the back of his head. She forced his cheek against her chest, brought the gun to the side of his skull and wrapped her other arm around to keep him steady. Inhaling and exhaling deeply, the young woman finished her goodbye. “I’m no longer your fucking Annabel Lee.”

She placed her index finger on the trigger as she let her tears start to fall. To kill him would mean freedom.

She needed her freedom.

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