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Wedding Massacre: My Groom Killed My Dad
Wedding Massacre: My Groom Killed My Dad
Penulis: Sunny Enchmarch

Chapter 1

Penulis: Sunny Enchmarch
The edge of the badge cut into my palm, and blood oozed out.

The very next instant, I raised my hand and pressed a long, poisoned needle against Lena Doyle's throat. I looked up at Patrick Doyle, my eyes bloodshot. "I don't want any leniency! I want you to reinvestigate the case!"

Patrick slammed his fist on the police car. He fixed his gaze on me as he lowered his voice. "Ariana, don't make me kill you in the same manner I killed your father."

I laughed, my tears dripping onto the ground. "Just shoot me, Officer Doyle."

Then, a split second before I could hurt Lena, Patrick's composed expression cracked, and he lunged forward. He snatched the needle from my grasp using such brutal force that he nearly snapped my wrist.

Lena slumped on the ground and coughed up a mixture of bloody froth and shattered teeth.

"Take her away!" Patrick spat the words out through clenched teeth.

Before the others could close in, I rushed forward and sank my teeth deep into Patrick's neck. His flesh tore open, and the pungent, metallic taste of blood flooded my mouth.

Patrick let out a muffled groan. He grabbed me and pinned me against the corner of the table.

The cold metal frame dug into my lower back, and the pain made me break out in a cold sweat.

His shadow fell over me, his breathing ragged. "You're a lunatic."

"Yeah, I am." I gripped his necktie, forcing him to lower his head. "You turned me into one. Patrick, I haven't wanted to live since the day you shot my dad. I want you to pay… with your life!"

Patrick looked at me. "Ariana, I gave you a chance, but you didn't appreciate it." Without another moment's hesitation, he handcuffed me and took me away.

Harsh white lights hung over the interrogation room, and they made my eyes hurt.

Patrick had taken off his uniform. His white shirt rumpled from my pulling, blood staining his collar. He gripped my chin, squeezing so hard that my jawbone cracked. "Tell me where that badge came from. Otherwise, no one in Hinton can protect you."

I tilted my head and chuckled when I saw how frenzied he looked. "Protect me? Patrick, are you mistaken? I don't want to live. I just want you and Lena to pay with your lives."

Someone burst into the room, slamming the door open.

Half of Lena's face was wrapped in thick bandages, and her eyes welled up with tears. She could barely get the words out. "Patrick… Please don't treat Ariana like this. She's just overcome with grief. I can understand her pain. I don't blame her, even if she tried to kill me just now."

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  • Wedding Massacre: My Groom Killed My Dad   Chapter 10

    Sting didn't even try to fight back. She just let Patrick pin her to the floor, shards of glass digging into her as blood ran from her mangled jaw down her neck. She kept laughing through it all, the sound like some demon crawling out of hell.Sting taunted, "Harder, Patrick. You didn't hesitate like this when you blew Jacob's head open."Patrick's eyes were bloodshot. Blood and tears mixed with the grime on his face and dripped onto hers. He raised his fist and slammed it into her face.Once.Twice.The sound of bone cracking made my skin crawl.Sting's nose collapsed. The face she'd spent three years sculpting was instantly reduced to blood and mangled flesh.Patrick had completely lost his mind. All he could think about now was Dad lying in a pool of blood. All he wanted was to tear the monster in front of him apart.Leaning against my hospital bed, I watched them fight. The pain from my wound kept me alert.Patrick seized the IV stand beside him. He hauled it up, aiming f

  • Wedding Massacre: My Groom Killed My Dad   Chapter 9

    "There's one more video." I kept my voice low as I pressed play. "Patrick, see for yourself who you've protected all these years. See who she really is."The screen flickered. The real Lena was tied to a metal chair in a basement where half the lights were out. Water had pooled across the floor. Her hair clung to her face, and blood stained the corners of her mouth.She slowly lifted her head toward the camera. Her eyes were swollen from crying. "Patrick… Help me…"Sting, dressed in red, sat opposite her, casually playing with a metal hammer. She smiled at Lena. "Louder. Make sure your brother can hear you clearly."The hammer came down, and Lena's scream burst through the speakers.Patrick went white. He stared at the screen, his lips moving soundlessly. Whatever he wanted to say never came.The video kept playing, the clock on the basement wall ticking on.Lena screamed. Then she begged. Eventually, there was nothing left but ragged breaths.Sting stayed seated across from he

  • Wedding Massacre: My Groom Killed My Dad   Chapter 8

    Patrick stiffened, his face turning deathly pale. "Impossible… That can't be. The records said Jacob Walker was…""The records?" I sneered and pointed at Lena. "Why don't you ask your angelic sister? Ask her how she turned my dad from your fellow officer into a criminal. And how she erased his commendation and made you shoot him dead."Lena stopped crying. She looked at me, her face pale, as her body trembled uncontrollably. "No, I didn't! Patrick, she's talking nonsense, trying to sow discord between us!"I tossed the memory card to Patrick. "Patrick, see for yourself."In the video, Dad forced a grim smile at the camera. "Patrick, if you're seeing this, I'm probably already dead." He coughed up a large amount of blood, breathing heavily as he pressed hard against his wound."Someone hacked the internal network, and my records were wiped clean. Now you all see me as an unrepentant criminal." With trembling hands, Dad pulled out his badge with 66205 clearly engraved on the back. H

  • Wedding Massacre: My Groom Killed My Dad   Chapter 7

    Patrick stared at me, his face drained of color. The rain plastered his hair to his forehead. For the first time, his usually composed face finally crumbled. He let go of his gun, and it plopped straight down into the mud.The officers behind him stared in shock."Captain Doyle!"Patrick didn't look back. Instead, he dropped to his knees in the mud.I stared at him, laughing. "Patrick, bow your head. Hard. I want to hear the impact. I want my dad to know that the great hero of Hinton kneels and bows before him."Patrick closed his eyes. Tears ran down his face. He pressed his forehead to the ground, then slammed it down again. And again.Blood soon seeped from the wound, mixing with the rain.The hatred I'd held inside for so long finally began to ease.I shoved Lena aside, and she fell into the mud. I walked over to Patrick and looked down at him. His face was covered with mud and blood. I smiled, pulling out the rusted badge and slapping it against his cheek. "Patrick, rememb

  • Wedding Massacre: My Groom Killed My Dad   Chapter 6

    Lena laughed. She stepped into the mud in her high heels and stopped before Dad's gravestone. "Ariana, look. This is the father you were so proud of." She reached out and dragged her nails forcefully across Dad's name. The harsh scrape of her nails against the stone was horribly grating."His eyes were wide open when he died. I made that sound on purpose. I wanted to watch Patrick's bullet tear right through his head.""Keep your filthy mouth shut!" I lunged toward Lena, wanting to break her neck.But she was faster, stomping hard on the back of my wounded hand."Ahh!" I crumpled into the muddy water, the pain leaving me completely limp."Can't take it already?" Lena looked down at me condescendingly, a crazed thrill flickering in her eyes. "Are you wondering why, despite your dad having an official identity, there's no record of him in the system? Well, it's because I erased his records."I stared into her eyes for a long time. Then I asked, "Why?" I had to ask. After all, it wa

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