A stalker's end

I used my elbow to hit Russell it the side and lucky for me the string broke when it did; I moved my head up so hard, hitting him in the face, it broke his nose.

Russell cried out.

I pushed him off me.

His friend, who I thought would have left, tried to fight with me. When he grabbed at me, I twisted his hand back, then kicked it when the joint was and broke the bone.

His cries were short-lived as I used the gun to shoot him.

Russell used that to tackle me. He fell on top of me trying to get the gun out of my hands and at one point you did, but I managed to get it back, then used it to hit him in the temple.

I got to my feet and laughed down at him.

"I should tell you, Russell, not because I am a female means I am weak. I only wanted you to talk just in case you got away, but now the only way you will get out of this house is if they are carrying your dead body out." I said, wrapping dish towels around my fingers.

"Did you know