HER ALPHA'S CARNAL SINS
Chapter 246: Escape?

Chapter 246: Escape?

She ignored his hands clawing at her arm as she reached into her pocket to pull out a pocket knife just when the cops barged in with their guns aimed at her, Ashley following behind like a drenched puppy.

"Put your hands in the air!"

"Don’t you fucking shoot him!! That’s my brother!" Ashley yelled, but the cops still had Theresa on gum point.

"Put your hands where I can see them M... " One of them said, not sure if to refer to as the stranger as Mr. or Miss or Mrs.

"You shoot, and I kill him... I know the exact spot to swipe this sharp blade across and end it, so don’t think I’ll let him go easily." Theresa warned and Andrew’s eyes widened.

"Don’t shoot. Don’t shoot" Andrew stammered, almost coughing blood up when he felt the blade press into his neck.

Ashley stared helplessly at the two before turning to the cops.

"Do something guys!"

But the cops stood there, confused, not knowing the next move.

"You call for back up, I kill him. You raise your guns at me, I kill him. I’m not dangerous... I only came for some things in the store."

With that, she began dragging him out of the restroom when the cops lowered their guns. As they parted with Ashley trembling behind a cop’s shoulders, they watched Theresa lead Andrew outside.

They quickly follow from behind, ensuring they weren’t close enough to trigger the Psychopathic woman who might kill Andrew.

"B*tch" Andrew cursed as Theresa roughly pulled him out the driveway of the store.

"You got a ride?’ Theresa said, gripping h harder each time he kept struggling.

"What?"

Theresa bit back the urge to just kill this idiot as her eyes raked over the empty driveway. Other than the cop car, there was an old pickup truck sitting across it.

"Is that yours... "

"Yeah" He took a breath. "Why do you ask?"

"You got the keys?"

Realizing what she planned on doing, he kept mute.

"I will stick this blade into you fucking empty skull of I have to repeat myself each time I ask you a goddamn question!"

"Okay okay" He raised his hands while Rolling his. eyes. "It’s in my back pocket."

He was reluctant about letting her have it since it was his late father’s old pick up truck which he treasured more than his wife even before he died, leaving the key in his hands, along with the key to the store.

"You’re coming with me."

"Wait... what?"

In minutes, he found himself tied up on the Passenger’s seat of his own pickup truck with a pile of ropes kept at the back for emergency.

As she started the ignition, she noticed Ashley shouting something she couldn’t comprehend while raising her middle finger, but she just leveled her eyes at the cop car before driving forward and slamming onto it so that the car moved on it’s own before slamming onto the wall surrounding the store with a crash sound.

"You are crazy!!! You are asshole apeshit crazy!! Do you know that???!"

She turned to him with a cool glance and he quickly shut up, their eyes locking in a stiffening glare.

"I’m considering shuting your mouth with my pen knife going through your tongue like butter. How does that sound."

He gulped and shut up as she sped out of the place like a mad woman, only driving at a normal pace on reaching the highway where there were several other cars.

Andrew didn’t know how long they were driving, but he definitely knew he had to ask when she was going to stop running his fuel low.

"So where are we going? Are you probably taking me somewhere quiet to kill me? Do you perhaps want to kidnap me and ask for ransom from my family?"

Theresa just smirked without a word.

She did finally speak up when they were stick in traffic, and she couldn’t pull back and zoom away like she has been doing.

"Killing you would actually be a waste of my time and energy, and you are no use to me even if I wanted to kidnap you and use you for ransom. Looking at you, I can tell your parents wouldn’t be able to afford whatever sum of money I want."

"Well, I see your words are mean and unfiltered, but I’m not surprised it’s coming from an Amazon pirate warrior."

"I can stop you in the middle of this busy highway and kick you out Infront of an oncoming truck, and I won’t have to bear the consequences of anything."

"This wouldn’t have happened if you had just gone to another store." He murmured under his breath, turning away to grit his teeth.

"No... This wouldn’t have happened if not for that bitchy sister of yours. If you had put out that fire and I had made my way out, I wouldn’t have to be speeding off in an 80 years old pick-up truck with a kid in the Passenger’s sit."

"I’m not a kid. I’ll turn 19 soon."

"Exactly."

He raked his eyes over her body before curiously raising his eyes to her profile since she had started moving again.

"You can’t be older than 20. I might be older than you."

"Ahhh " She smirked ruefully. "I know that method. You’re obviously going to rile me up to tell you my age by claiming you’re older than me when you know you aren’t. Well, I’m not afraid to say it. I’m a thirty five year old woman."

His jaw dropped.

"You cannot be serious."

She ignored him.

"Well, what did you get into prison for?"

She gave him a surprised glance.

"How did you know I... "

"I wasn’t too sure and I didn’t want to be quick to make rash decisions, but I’m not blind. I saw you wearing an officers uniform, and then next minute you’ve changed out of it and you’re burning things up in the restroom. It’s either you escaped from jail, or you helped someone to."

"The former" She suddenly had an evil glint in her eyes. "Do you really want to know?"

"Know what?"

"What I got into the Meds. station for."

His eyes widened.

"You were once from the psychiatric hospital?"

"Yeah?"

"I stand corrected then. You’re a crazy woman."

"Thank you for your extremely kind words." She sacarstically said, turning a sharp left.

"So... what did you get in for?"

"Guess."

"Murder?"

"No."

"Robbery."

"No."

"Cannibalism."

She gave him a look.

"No."

"Well, those are the only ones I feel you could be related with so... "

"I’m a pedophile."

*

Andrew gave Theresa a wary look from the rims of the menu he had over his face.

They had pulled up Infront of an eatery, and this time Andrew didn’t evev mind paying for them, he was starving.

And he had no choice though.

Ever since Theresa told him the reason she was taken to prison, he couldn’t stop seeing her differently now.

"How old were you?"

"25." She casually shrugged.

"And he was 11???"

"Yeah."

The waitress arrived with a smile, but it threatened to falter on seeing Theresa’s appearance. She looked like she sold hard drugs on a high way bridge.

"U.. um" She managed a smile. "Welcome to fast fantasies eatery. What can I get you?"

"Greasy burgers... It’s been so long since I’ve had them."

As the waitress put it down with a confused expression, Theresa gave Andrew a knowing look which meant she knew he understood why she hadn’t tasted greasy burgers in a long time.

"And you sir?"

"I’ll have the same." He managed to say and watched as the waitress left immediately, almost like she was trying to get away from something as quickly as possible.

"Is he dead?"

Theresa glared annoyingly at him.

"You’re asking too many questions for someone who’s just paying for my food."

"I’m just curious... "

"Of course he’s alive. He’s the reason I escaped from prison."

Andrew folded his hands on the table and few closer to her, slowly wetting his dry lips with his tongue.

"You escaped from prison after ten years of your stay?"

"Security’s mean tight... " She smirked as she remembered Aaron. "But I guess hope was smiling on me this year."

"haven’t you thought of the fact that he may be married or maybe ... had a girlfriend?"

There was a dark glint in her eyes as she looked at him and he couldn’t help but pull back, gulping softly.

"If he does have a wife or girlfriend.. I don’t really care."

He blinked.

"So you’ll move on? You don’t care anymore."

"Oh no.. that’s not it at all." She chuckled, but kept silent as the waitress returned and dropped the steamy greasy burgers and fries before them with a medium sized soda each.

"Anything else?" She politely asked, ensuring she didn’t make eyes contact with Theresa.

"Do you have a phone I can use here?" Theresa suddenly asked.

"There’s a phone booth outside" She politely replied, pursing her lips to hold a smile on her face.

"Ah!" Theresa smirked. "Thank you."

As the waitress left, Andrew focused on her.

"Then what?"

Theresa sighed.

"What’s there to it. I’ll just kill her and move on with him."