Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

Chapter 63 (Kylie)

Papa took the long drive back to Washington. We stopped for takeout and ate in silence.

We both knew it, both of us knew that I had reached my point.

This was it.

I said nothing to papa as he held my hand and we took the long ride up to his Penthouse suite. There was nothing left to be said.

I kissed my papa's cheek and I went into my white and lilac room.

Taking off my shoes, jeans and bra. I then sat on my bed and I finally let that truth in.

My fingers interlocked around my toes of my right foot. I placed my chin to my knee while my other leg dangled off the bed and I cried.

I cried for all those nights I sat lonely. I cried for all those days I wished he would love me.

I cried because I was raped and tortured and the man that claimed to own me was using me as an excuse to kill innocent people.

And I cried for us because no matter how hard I tried, no matter how long I wished and hoped, I would never truly have Vincent Stone because the fact was Vincent Stone wasn't mine. He was in love with someone else and I was just a pawn on his board. A reason he needed to take more lives, kill more innocent people.

Vincent Stone was a killer and I was just the excuse.

I sat in my father's penthouse in Washington DC and for the first time I let it all out.

My body shook with the extent of my heartache.

My eyes burned with my love as the tears fell continuously down my cheeks, and my brain, my brain became resigned.

It realized that Vincent Stone and me, Marcus Bray's daughter would never be more.

I wasn't sure how much time past, or how long I sat there.

But when my tears dried up and the hole in my heart froze, I got up and slipped on my jeans.

I walked to the bathroom bra less, and washed my face, and spent twenty minutes covering my puffy eyes.

Familiarizing myself with the woman with the cold brown gaze staring at me from the mirror.

Then I left.

I didn't take my father's car.

I took my bike and I drove.

I didn't stop unless I had to, and I arrived at the hotel.

My hardships are my own, I can't put my weight on the ones I love any longer even if I know they would hold me up.

where I

tell me

would never stay in

as I walk the corridor to

my key

call his name.

of the bedroom and I

for once, his suit and tie perfect as always. His

thought you were staying

I see it-

gun from behind my back and point it directly

His eyes widen,

what are you

but I keep my hands firm on

another pass of way. If I was

never thought I would be pointing it at this

the killings, you need to stop this

“I can't stop Kylie, not until

fall freely, my

many people, innocent people Vincent, that boy, he was seventeen, he didn't deserve to die, that girl she just wanted to protect

runs his hand through his

I can never love you. I am a killer

him, with my tears falling aimlessly down my

time to stop the one you love from being a monster, yet a

these occurrences has

I can't predict the future but I can do something

click the safety off,

you, Vincent, I will always love

screams running

gunshots ring out twice, both

I watch the man I love

will

is waiting for his men, but they won't be coming

on the ground and my knees

thighs,

tears, knowing it isn't going to

me as I push back his hair, my tears soaking his, as our unrequited love affair comes

out,” I snort as more wetness soaks my face, dropping on to his, sealing us

it spills from the corners

wipe it away with my blood-soaked

you

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