152 You Had No Righ (2/2)

”You made one mistake, Mia. You are with the man you love, not a man who loves you. These b.i.t.c.hes f.u.c.k you and throw you away. He is no different. Too bad you didn't get to see the day when he changed his tune.” He guffawed.

Guns went off.

It was followed by silence.

I saw his body fall forward. Two bullet holes gaped at me. His eyes were wide open, his mouth frozen in that demonic smile.

A sob tore out of me as I remembered.

”You're hurt!” I heard his alarmed voice. I slapped his arm away as he placed it on my stomach. I looked down, seeing the blood soak through the uniform.

I swore loudly and continued to shove him away from me.

”You b.a.s.t.a.r.d. You lied!” I screamed at him. I waved my gun in front of his face to scare him off. He fought back, gripping my hands and pus.h.i.+ng me away from the body.

”You killed my father!” I cried.

Thank you.

Please...

No more.

”He was going to kill you...” he shouted right back at me.

”You had no right!”

”Get a grip of yourself, Mia.” His calm voice spurred me on. I couldn't even look at him.

”Now... we all know everything. Should I kill you?” The voice was not my own.

”Jesus, Mia. It's me... calm the f.u.c.k down...” he pleaded. I slumped forward. ”You'll bleed out. We need to get you looked at... please...”

”Why did you put up with me? Why not kill me?”

So tired...

No more...

”I need you...”

”I...” He held on to me as I slid to the floor. ”I can't take it any longer. Please, let me go.”

”Never. I need you. Do you understand?”

So tired...

Can't take any more...

”Listen to me. Don't you f.u.c.king dare... Mia...” I sighed and then let my head rest on his chest.

”Please...”

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