“Ally,” I said, trying to keep my composure, “what are you doing?”
“Trish can explain it all to you,” Ally said, “get in the car.”
“They’ll catch us,” I said, “Ally, there’s no way we’re getting out of this.”
“Jake,” Ally said as she hammered back the slide, “you know me better than anyone, so you know when I’m not fucking around. Get in the fucking car.”
I stared at my sister for a long moment. The look in her eyes was telling me she was right, she wasn’t fucking around. Did I think she’d kill me? No, but I suspected she wasn’t opposed to putting one in my shoulder. With her regulators off, she could put hole after hole in me, and then just change the molecular composition of my bullet wounds until they were healed.
“I’ll get in the car, Ally,” I said as I slowly backed up and took the keys off the counter, “I’ll drive you to where you want to go, but I want you to put the gun down. I love you more than anyone, and if running away is what you think you need to do, then I’ll help you escape.”
Oh, Jake, Trish laughed, You’re coming with us, you know that, right?
What the fuck!
I jolted upright in surprise and was blinded by the muzzle flash before the bullet plowed into my shoulder. Blood splattered against my face and I went down in a scream of agony.
“Why the fuck did you do that?!” Ally yelled at me, “You knew he would freak out! Why the fuck did you tell him!”
I couldn’t resist, Trish howled in pain and mirth in my mind, I wanted him to get a taste of the hell he put me through over the past four years. How does it feel, Jake?! Do you feel helpless and alone? Are you scared and in pain?! How do you think it felt to be stuck in the darkest corner of your mind for four years?!
“C’mon,” Ally said as she pressed her hand to my wound and helped me to my feet, “you still need to drive us.”
“You fucking shot me!” I screamed, welcoming the sounds of approaching sirens.
“Trish made me do it!” Ally yelled back, “I told you I wasn’t fucking around, and then all of the sudden you jumped up…no sudden movements, Jake! Haven’t you watched television?!”
All I could do was groan as Ally’s hand healed the hole in my shoulder. She dragged my limping body out to the driveway and half-shoved me into the driver’s seat. She wheeled into the passenger’s seat and leveled the gun to my shoulder.
“I don’t want to shoot you again, Jake,” Ally said, “but right now, we’ve got the cops, and soon the feds rushing toward us. I’m not spending twenty years in Baraga Maximum, so put your foot on the gas and become an accomplice.”
“I’m your hostage!” I spat.
“Half of you is,” Ally smiled back, “but I’m hoping you’ll come around with Trish and I.”
“You know this is the end of us,” I snarled as I put the car in reverse, “you know I’ll never forgive you.”
“Yes, you will,” Ally said, “you’ll fucking thank me when it’s all over. Explain it to him, Trish.”
Are you ready for an exposition dump? Trish asked me as I floored it down our cul-de-sac.
Give it to me. I grunted mentally as I screeched around the corner and through a nearby alleyway.
When you put me through hell by casting me back here, Trish said with a venomous tenor, I was lost and alone. I was left in the darkest corner of your mind, where only the truly strange, violent, and perverse thoughts you carried dwelt. Needless to say, it changed me. The only glimpses of our mind that I caught were the feelings you kept locked away. Feelings about murderous revenge, feelings about nihilistic indifference, feelings about your twin sister, you perverted little boy, you…
What the fuck are you talking about? I yelled back at her as I swerved past a tan coupe and merged onto the county road.
Oh, just the occasional thought of bending your twin sister over and shoving it into her ass, Trish said nonchalantly, Sometimes, it’s a little romantic diversion, but most of the time, it’s an anal rape fantasy. Maybe you get these late at night when you’re watching that BDSM shit on your laptop. Maybe it’s the fact that you’re frustrated with women because they pay you no heed. Whatever it is, you can’t handle these thoughts, so you stick them back here, where you think they’re forgotten. But they’re not forgotten, Jake, you had these thoughts, and now I have them. They’ve manifested themselves as part of who I am, and it’s corrupted me.
Look, Trish-
Don’t worry about that now, Trish said, the point is, you fucked me. I used to be just a horny little schoolgirl, but now, I’m a perverted psychopath with murderous tendencies and a sadistic disposition. If you take a wrong turn on Garfield Lane, I’ll know you’re going to the precinct. I’ll tell Ally to put one in your balls, and she’ll do it. We’ve gotten very close, her and I.
I locked you up! I screamed mentally as I veered off my course to the precinct and continued passed Garfield Lane, You shouldn’t be able to talk to anyone! Not even me! Tell me how you did it!
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