The story of Johnny Fox (pt. 2)
“I’ll see you tomorrow” she said as she stepped out of his car.
“Ok, sweetie.” he said and they shared a short goodbye kiss.
He drove off in a seemingly hurried manner. That night she became curious and snuck out of the house, off to Johnny’s mansion.
She knocked on the large mansion door. “Johnny, it’s Kayla.”
No answer
She knocked again. No answer still. She decided to enter. She slowly opened the large door as it creeked and moaned on its hinges. The grand entrance was mysterious in the dark, and she couldnt find the light switch in the dark.
She was gazing at the unlit chandelier when she heard something outside: A car door shut, and a woman screaming bloody murder. Kayla hid under the grand staircase from whoever was coming in.
“Come! Don’t force me to drag you, YOU SHALLOW WHORE !”
Kayla heard the man kick the screaming woman, hard.
“Well, you’re mine whether you like it or not, bitch.”
The woman wailed. Kayla’s eyes widened when she realized it was Johnny’s voice.