Virulent (Folie a Deux 1) - Page 40

She belongs in a much higher place than any of you, but I won’t give her to you. Together forever.

If you try to take her from me, I will come for you.

All of you.

Oh, and bless my parents or whatever.

I bet this is all a bunch of bullshit anyway.

Amen.

I get to my feet and open my eyes, as I head to the table that Molls had been sitting on and pull out the canister I asked Jameson to place there for me. I roll it out toward Mom and Dad, unscrew the large cap and douse them in gasoline. I had every intention of killing everyone in this fucking place, but when Molly looked at me the way she often does, I didn’t have it in my heart to send us with them.

She deserves better than that.

Once the canister is half empty, I pick it up and douse the table, the idols on the walls, and even chuck some up at the ceiling, managing to sidestep the back-splash that tries to catch me.

I toss the empty container into the middle of the room as I walk out and find my Sweet Molls sitting on the front steps, arms crossed tightly over her knees, her entire body dropped into a pout.

“Ready?” I ask, giving her a gentle nudge.

Molly glances up at me and I laugh.

“Stop looking so angry, baby girl. Daddy’s going to let you do something fun,” I say as I fish out a book of matches from my pocket.

“What’s this for?” she asks curiously.

“Light one and toss it in,” I instruct, nodding at the still open front door as I shove my hands deep into my pockets. I can’t remember what exactly it is about gasoline that catches fire, but I’d rather not singe my hands if I can help it.

Molls shrugs and does as I instruct her, letting out a shout of pure glee once the entire building goes up in flames. She quickly lights another one and tosses it in, and I laugh. But when she does it again and steps a little further into the building, I feel a bit uneasy.

“Babe?” I say to her softly.

“Yes, Daddy?” she asks, striking another match.

“Um, just light the entire book and toss it through the window, okay?” I say to her uneasily.

“You’re no fun,” she complains, sticking her tongue out at me, but she does what she’s told.

Just like the good girl she’s always been.

The same girl that I fell in love with so many years ago.

Daddy’s sweet little girl.

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