I had been hit by a ricochet too many times to count. My own aunt was the bullet and I was the surface, Levy was the rebound. My own aunt hit the bullet through me with the help of my own claimed boyfriend, Levy Martin.

My fists were happily hitting her cheeks one hit after another, it was like I had never been satisfied enough.

The thrilling high took me to places and made me an addicted wildcat. I took out all the heavy painful feelings on her and she was the sad target that had to handle my wrath.

"That's enough, Lia, you are about to become a killer if you don't stop this," he scolded me and it was his turn to have a taste of my demonic pleasure when I turned to him with my aunt's blood on my white shirt.

"I hate you," I sneered at him as he recoiled and stepped back.

"I never want to see you again," I continued on as his eyes reflected hurt exactly like my feelings.

Not wanting to see his act anymore, I took a look at my aunt sprawled out behind me and spat on her in hatred. No words could amount to the ugly feelings I had for my mom's sister, she was the incarnation of mom in a living form.

Now she was bruised up and I couldn't have been happier.

She groaned in result once she was consciously awake and I was glad her house was deserted, Levy stayed behind me, signing his death wish when I returned to him and slapped him.

He scowled at me and held both of my clenched fists. "Stop it, Lia, just don't fucking jump to conclusions," he snapped.

"Don't jump to conclusions?" I repeated his words with a laugh and continued, "You knew about my aunt shooting me, you lied to my face and said that you killed the person, yet she is still alive," I clapped for him in mockery with pissed off eyes when his eyes softened at me.

He tightened his hold on my fists as he lifted them above my head. "I just had to, you don't fucking get it, you always react to anything so fast and that is why I had to lie to you because you never actually listen to me," he bellowed at me as his eyes turned into furious, wide orbs.

"What do I listen to?" I screamed. "I listened to your lies the whole damn time, I am sick of you, I am breaking up with you now, so get the fuck away from me," I sputtered out loud at him.

"Fine, do what you fucking want but you will listen to me this time," he demanded and our eyes shared the heated tension.

My aunt was behind Levy when she wiped her cheeks, her hand was drenched in her own blood as the trails of the red dark liquid trailed down her neck.

She taunted me with a crooked smile with bloodied lips, "I had fun shooting you, you're the next thing I hated besides your dad," I growled at her as I tried to push Levy's weight off of me so I could kill her.

The thrills of my burning passion to kill her intensified that Levy hesitated to keep his hold on me.

"You were never a part of my family," I spat out to her. Levy blocked the view from her with his head and looked into my eyes.

"Baby, believe me, I went to her so I could get her to leave us, I didn't want you to get hurt and I didn't know, honestly, she tricked me into believing that there was a guy who shot you and not her," he explained and claimed my lips quickly to calm me down.

It miraculously worked. I shook off my madness and that was Levy's cue to get away from me, leaving me exposed in front of my aunt.

I rolled my eyes at her with crossed arms. "No wonder your husband divorced you and your two children escaped from you, my precious auntie," I snickered when she was riled up at my insult.

"I have the same thought as yours, no wonder your boyfriend had to hide things from you, niece," she smugly used my words against me as my eyes gave her a degrading look and I smiled.

"At least mine keeps me company all the time," I winked at her and she stood back horrified at my daring statement.

Her weakness was her loneliness, and I shamelessly took advantage of that.

Levy was done with the show when he lifted the gun to her head and her eyes widened. "I tried to warn you before and you didn't listen, you went against me," his steps crunched on the poorly developed wooden floor to reach right in front of her, the cool metal positioned right on her forehead, "Leave now or I will kill you, make sure you never come back again, I have guards with you so don't even try to defy me," Levy warned.

With my mom's same colored eyes, she gulped and accepted. She couldn't do anything, she was helpless, she couldn't even call the police because she was the one who shot me and I would file a complaint against her.

"By the way, I got you a small gift," I stepped to her face and placed the bullet the doctor had gave me earlier on her bruised palm, putting it exactly in the middle and closed it as she winced at the movement.

Levy lowered his gun as my aunt stood silently with shaky knees when he gave her the plane ticket and called the two big men that worked for him.

"Remember me when you turn against my word." he threatened with a wink and she paled, even more, going inside of her house and bashing the door closed.

Levy followed behind me silently, I was tugged back by Levy as he bent down and claimed my lips, I pushed him away with a glare.

"You're so sexy when you get angry," he got me closer against his chest as he trailed kisses down to my neck.