There was nothing more, James just smiled at her and with it left the house. No shots, no beating up, no murder… Alda managed to stay alive in a situation where survival rate was close to zero, she beat the odds with her sudden and unpredictable act and at the same time she just put everyone's life at risk.
But shit, James walked away and with it she became the first living person after her mother and maybe Bella who could talk to him in this way and could actually hit him. What a tale to tell though a generation.
Though that wasn't what she thought about, that small glory, that shit, she could do the unimageable and stay alive to brag about it… no, she immediately collapsed to her knees as James left.
"Fuck…" She whispered as she stared at the blood in front of her, the blood of James… the blood that came because of her… she already imagined her whole family being beheaded and thrown into a fucking pit.
