Chapter 136 I WON
Drexton released her, and she landed on the floor with a heavy thud. She gripped her neck, coughing heavily, her eyes were red, hot tears sliding down her cheeks.
"You are going to regret this," she threatened, still coughing, throwing him cold, hateful glares.
"The only thing I regret is letting you off instead of finding out who was behind Hazel's new identity," he replied, staring down at her.
She managed to stand, having caught her breath.
"You think I called you here to listen to your silly threats?" she chuckled. "I know what you are capable of, Drexton, that's why I'm going to kill you first."
Quickly, she drew out a gun and pointed it at Drexton.
Drexton glanced between her and the gun, then took a step forward.
"Don't you dare come close, or try to act smart with me. I'm not afraid to pull the trigger." She stepped back.
"Shoot me," his voice cut through the silent cliff, having no atom of fear in him.
"Don't try me," she warned, still stepping back.
Her finger trembled around the gun, and she knew why. Unlike Dr. Felix, who was a simple man, Drexton was far more intimidating. She knew any wrong move would cost her life.
She looked back and saw she was reaching the edge of the cliff. Looking front, Drexton hadn't stopped coming towards her.
She pulled the trigger.
Drexton ducked, punching her stomach.
"Argh," she groaned, the gun falling out of her hold.
"You should have shot when I asked you to." He punched her forehead, and she staggered backward.
Quickly, she regained her stamina and threw a punch at his chin.
"I am not the Nikita you knew back then." Another punch was aimed at him.
He caught her hand midair and twisted it.
She groaned in pain, kicking him on his knee.
He didn't release her hand.
She elbowed him, once, twice, but his grip remained.
"I can end you if I want," he muttered, tightening his hold on her.
She winced, elbowing him harder. "Then do it. Why are you still holding me?"
"Somebody else has signed your death," he said, and released her hand.
She fell, slowly cracking her bones. His hold wasn't too tight because she was sure he didn't want to harm her much. She knows Ixora is the one he's referring to.
She looked around and spotted the gun lying uselessly, almost at the edge of the cliff.
Crawling as her life depended on it, she picked it up and pointed it at Drexton.
She stood, aiming for his chest this time around.
"I made myself a promise to end you."
She pulled the trigger.
Bang.
Nikita's eyes widened, blood sprouted out of her mouth, and the gun slipped and landed on the floor.
She lowered her head, seeing the blood that trailed down her stomach.
Raising her head, she looked over Drexton's shoulder to see Ixora gripping the gun firmly, shooting lasers with her eyes.
Ixora walked towards Nikita without loosening her hold on the gun. "You shouldn't have killed Dr. Felix."
Bang.
Another bullet left her gun, straight into Nikita's arm.
Nikita parted her lips to speak, but only felt drowsy.
She held her stomach and looked at her palm. It gleamed red with her blood.
"That's where I won," she gave out a small, sad smile, and met Drexton's eyes. "I won," she muttered.
Ixora fired another bullet, and this time it met her chest. Her eyes were blazing red with anger, and tears gathered as well. She remembered how Dr. Felix helped them, and now, he's lost his life.
He was a family man.
Nikita began falling down the cliff, hands on her chest and stomach. Her hair flowed as she landed with a loud thud.
Ixora climbed the edge of the cliff and stared down at her lifeless body.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
She wasted the remaining bullets on Nikita's already lifeless body.
Her grip loosened around the gun, and it fell and landed beside Nikita's body.
She wiped her eyes, knowing this wasn't how she had planned to end Nikita. She didn't plan on shooting her like she was worth nothing, but she went too far.
Why did she have to kill Dr. Felix?
It's all her fault. She should have listened to her father a long time ago. She should have ended the cat-and-mouse game. She should have known Nikita would find us sooner or later and would take her revenge. She blames herself for Dr. Felix's death.
Nelly and Alexa stood behind her and placed their hands on Ixora's shoulder.
"Everything happens for a reason," Nelly said, and Alexa nodded in agreement.
"Nikita's gone. Remaining Hazel," she mumbled in a cold voice, and led the way.
Nelly and Alexa joined her, none of them sparing a glance at the guys.
They got into the car, and Eric drove off after assuring Ixora that she shouldn't take the blame.
Throughout, Drexton's eyes never left Ixora. Jaxon and Maddox came and stood beside him.
"She's changed so much," Maddox said, his eyes on Drexton.
"Let's go."
\[HAZEL'S HOUSE\]
Ixora, Nelly, and Alexa scrunched their noses when they walked into the room. Eric left for his company.
The room stank, reeking of dead animals. Not the plain dead... Rotten.
They had to use nose masks before they were able to get into the hospital.
"What are you doing with those nose masks?" Take them away! I don't stink!" Hazel said, eyes dreaded with panic, hands flying in the air, trying to shove off the horrible smell that filled the room.
It's barely twenty-four hours, and she's looking like someone dead and untouched. Soils appeared on her body, wrinkles weren't left out, and her hair was tattered and messy.
Thanks to the air freshener in the room, which was more like a poisonous gas, it had a bad effect on Hazel's body. Right now, she reeks, and she's probably going to look worse in the next two days.
"It's saddening you are being delusional right now," Ixora said, her tone serious. "It's fine. You smell horrible, and a house isn't for stinking bitches. Your partner has gone to where people like her belong, and I think you should join her." She took out a syringe from her pocket, the sharp needle pointed in the air.
"No! Stay away! Don't come close!" Hazel choked and began coughing.
Her eyes flashed when Ixora started walking towards her. She stood, still coughing, ready to run, but her legs collided with the bed, and she fell.
Ixora caught up with her.
"Ahhh!"
Ixora sank the syringe in her neck, releasing all the contents inside her body.
Hazel's eyes landed on Nelly before closing, and her body went limp.
Soon, she began wriggling on the floor, like an earthworm that salt was poured upon.
Her body reddened, arms and legs swelling.
Her eyes snapped open, and she jumped up.
She was scattering her hair, digging her nails into her body.
Her body was on fire!
She looked at the door.
Ixora stepped to the side, and she ran away like a mentally deranged woman while itching her body.
Ixora's eyes met with Alexa and Nelly. They had a shocked look as they stared at her. This wasn't the Ixora they heard of or knew. This was somebody else. Heartless.
Ixora wouldn't think of hurting a fly, and now, she looked satisfied seeing Hazel in that condition. She also killed Nikita.
"I also killed somebody in the past, and got rid of the body with Drexton's help. I..."
They cut her off by pulling her into a group hug.
" You will always remain my best friend, no matter how dark you get," Nelly murmured.
"And we'll be the best sisters," Alexa whispered.
Ixora smiled and wrapped her arms around them.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Felix," she thought.
Cars crashed into the street, headlights flickered, emergency sirens rang out, and that prompted the girls to break the hug.
"What happened?"
They rushed outside. People gathered around a person, and cars stood on hold, causing a traffic jam.
"Someone call the ambulance!"
Ixora, Nelly, and Alexa squeezed through the crowd, and their eyes landed on Hazel...
Lying in the pool of her cold blood.