“Fuck, it hurts” Emma screams in agony, making me come out of my shock just in time to see the man raise his pistol. I scramble to take the gun that I had dropped and immediately fire. He drops to the ground. I get up and rush to Emma, who was writhing on the ground. I don’t even check if the man
My heart starts going haywire and panic begins setting in. I shake her and her body tips. I catch her before she falls to the ground. Twisting her, I make it so that she’s laying on my lap. I whisper her name again, but she’s still unresponsive. With shaky hands and bones laden with fear, I check
Rowan. I can’t explain the fear I felt when I saw the bastard pointing a gun at her head. She was shaking, and tears were falling down her face. I heard as she pleaded with him to spare her, but I knew he wouldn’t. When she closed her eyes. As if accepting her fate. It nearly brought me to my fuck
“Yes please” she answers, looking at me tiredly. I bend down and pick her up. Hugging her close to my chest, I begin walking. “I said I needed help standing up, not being carried” Her argument lacks her normal fire backing it up. It goes to show just how worn out she was. I don’t answer. Just pul
I can’t deny it anymore. I fucking want her. With every past action, though, I don’t think she’ll want anything to do with me. No one has to tell me that the love I used to see shine in her eyes is no longer there. Right now, she only tolerates me for the sake of Noah. “Mr. Woods” I’m snapped out o
Ava. “W-what?” I stammer, looking at Rowan in complete shock. I couldn’t have heard him correctly. The Rowan I knew would have done anything for Emma. Including sacrificing me. My heart beats wildly as I stare at his blank face.“You heard me, Ava” he repeats. No trace of lying in his voice. “If
How does he expect me to believe him? For nine years he along with everyone else has told me that I am nothing. That I meant nothing to him. So how does he expect to flip things around out of nowhere and expect that I would believe him? I had so many questions, but no answer. All those questions we
It’s been two days since Emma and I were kidnapped. The police have searched for Reaper, but he was in the wind again. They couldn’t find him and those of his men who were caught weren’t talking. I’ve lived in constant fear since then. I don’t want something like that happening again. I especially