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"๐๐ฎ ๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐, ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐จ ๐ฅ๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐."
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For a long time, Bryce felt nothing trapped under the eldest Elmer's grasp, for the CEO already sustained unimaginable torture under the books power. being exposed to daily pain numbed her from truly feeling anything but that deep ache within where her heart was supposed to be.
All these years, Bryce's foot ached from running away with the mere thought of Bobby, while the terrorist's back was sore against his cell bed, waiting all his time out and counting down each second when he'll be able to hold and make Bryce suffer with his own fingers.
Due to her current circumstances as a prisoner, she was now forced to face this, exactly how Bobby did all his life in prison. She was unable to run away with her heels at her will, unlike when she was free to make people miserable to distract herself. Bryce was stuck in her cell with her haunting thoughts. Things of what could've been, what her and bobby should've been. She was a slave to her own thoughts, and she hated it for it isn't something she could throw money at to repair or cultivate and artificially harvest like her heart.
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"๐๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฅ๐๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐๐ฎ ๐๐ฉ๐จ ๐๐ค๐ค๐ข๐จ๐๐๐ฎ, ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ช๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐๐จ ๐๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐ง๐๐จ๐จ๐๐. ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ ๐ฃ๐ช๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐ฉ๐๐๐ง ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ฎ๐จ, ๐ฉ๐๐ก๐ก ๐ค๐ก๐ ๐จ๐๐ฉ๐๐ฃ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐๐จ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ง๐๐จ๐จ๐๐."
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So when the door hissed and cracked open revealing Elmer and a young latino stud that reeked of weed, The woman grinned in glee because now she had someone else to torment but herself. She immediately used her leverage against Elmer to pamper her demands with a cup of macchiato to get that sense of control back and toy around to get under his skin.
Bryce planned to keep Elmer on a hook for much longer, resist and dangle what he wanted tauntingly out of his reach, but when he opened his mouth to say,
"It's Bobby, Bryce. He's back."
With the reveal of Bobby's return and infliction of terror with nukes, A surge of adrenaline ran through her veins, exerting enough power to tear off the chains that bound her. Much to their dismay, Bobby pinpointed their location due to Blame's idiocy, killing the very last few of Elmer's at their disposal.
Bryce didn't waste time when she got Elmer's heart, rushing to escape with blame due to the fact bobby was only a few mere feet behind the vault door, dangerously close. His wailing and whining for her echoed throughout the walls, laced with pure venom and bitterness.
It gave her chest a new ache, something that hung heavy, the yearning to fix things.
So when they finally ended up face to face outside the cafe just like destiny intended, she made a last attempt to reach deep in him, hoping Bobby still held a candle of affection towards her. "I got access to a time machine, we can go back and fix all this, not just the apocalypse, Bobby." When he declared still going through his plan to kill her, the smile on Bryce's face faltered with heartbreak before she ushered Blame away with her usual grin, putting up a mask of indifference to the terrorists words.
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"๐ผ๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐๐จ, ๐๐ช๐ง ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ก ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐. ๐ผ๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ฉ๐ ๐๐ช๐ง๐ฃ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ช๐ฃ๐. ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ฎ ๐๐ฉ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐."
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When they were officially alone along the sea of waste and ruin, Bobby and Bryce stood for a brief moment, hesitance reflecting both their eyes. The pair supressed their feelings, one with a suit, and the other letting hatred consume their love. Both stood, hands shaking while they held eachother in gun/knifepoint, tension thick in the air while they waited for someone to make the move.
The Ceo was the first one to break, powerless to the love that drove her unable to pull the trigger. Bobby didn't waste any time and pounced, burying the knife deep in her gut, twisting it as if it would juice her agony into his satisfaction. He would never admit it but he didn't get the thrill of revenge he was hoping to acquire, but instead a empty hole within his chest; exactly where Bryce cut out her heart for him all those years ago.
Before he can process the loss he felt, Bryce pulled her last card and rid herself of the suit and exposed herself to the radioactive atmosphere, turning as the worst version of herself, despite already being despicable enough to kidnap a child for her own gain and use people. She lost that last bit of humanity within, Leaving her apathetic to inflicting harm on Bobby.
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"๐๐, ๐๐๐ง๐ก, ๐๐ฉ'๐จ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ผ๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ฉ๐ค๐ข ๐๐ค๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ค๐๐ ๐จ ๐๐ฃ. ๐๐, ๐๐ฉ'๐จ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐, ๐ผ๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ก๐, ๐๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐จ ๐๐ฃ."
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Bryce lifted the knife and turned to aim it at Bobby as he could just stare down at the knife moving towards his stomach. "IT'S NOT FAIR!!!" The terrorist exclaimed, regressing back to when he was a child, where he was helpless against everyone.
The knife plugged mercilessly inside him over, and over, and over, and over again. Bryce used the last of her strength stabbing him until she collapsed right beside him, the life within her fading away. Maybe in a better universe, they would be with each other, eating whipped cream together till their hearts content as they watched everything fall apart on the television, living a mundane domesticity alongside each other but pure chaos to others.
"You know what's crazy....? Every decision we ever made has led to this moment." She heard him say using his last breath, earning a laugh of despair from her.
It was ironic that every turn they took in their path ended up in this moment, leading back to Bobby and Bryce reminiscing one of the few happy memories they shared laying in the grass as a child, yet relieving it with bittersweet twist as this time. they succumbed against the pavement, falling limp and lifeless while the around them colors drained, painting a gloomy end for the lovers.