Fallon And Her Commands

“I can’t do this anymore, Fallon,” I said, my voice trembling with emotion. “I don’t want to be like this, hiding behind lies and deception. I need out.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, broken only by the sound of Fallon’s soft laughter echoing through the receiver like a sinister melody.

“Out?” She repeated, her voice low and dangerous. “Oh, Linda, you should know by now that there is no way out for you. You’re in too deep, and there’s no turning back. You killed a man, dear.”

A cold knot formed in the pit of my stomach as her words washed over me, a reminder of the grim reality that awaited me if I dared to defy her.

“But if you insist on playing this little game of yours,” Fallon continued, her voice taking on a hint of malice, “Then be prepared to face the consequences. Because believe me, Linda, there will be consequences.”

A picture of my parents flashed in my mind before one of Chris did too.

I wanted to hang up the phone and just find a place