Status: Completed :)
Ain't No Rest for the Wicked
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"Why'd you do it?" Zacky asked softly. Molly simply shrugged and for a moment Zacky thought that Molly hadn't really changed, that she was still as cold as he remembered. But then he heard the words that slipped quietly from her mouth.
"I love you."
Zacky smiled. "Finally you admit it," he said. "I love you too, Molly."
At this point the guards led Zacky back to his cell and Molly to the small room where she would receive her lethal injection. She laid down on a small, cross-shaped table and her arms were quickly secured. She felt a small prick when the needle went into her arm, and after that the sensation of feeling began fading away. When she felt her last breath drawing near, Molly closed her eyes and smiled, thinking of Zacky's face.
And there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.
"I love you."
Zacky smiled. "Finally you admit it," he said. "I love you too, Molly."
At this point the guards led Zacky back to his cell and Molly to the small room where she would receive her lethal injection. She laid down on a small, cross-shaped table and her arms were quickly secured. She felt a small prick when the needle went into her arm, and after that the sensation of feeling began fading away. When she felt her last breath drawing near, Molly closed her eyes and smiled, thinking of Zacky's face.
And there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.
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Welp, this one's done. I'm not quite sure how I feel about it, since it was too short to really develop Molly's character and personality the way I wanted. But it's whatever. Another successfully completed story!