(Emily's POV)The door opened harshly and Delimer strode inside with raging eyes. He did not shut me but he goes straight to Amy and suddenly yanked her hair.Amy screamed in pain. I tried to pull Amy away from this monster but he kick me to my stomach causing me to drop back on the bed.What is he going to do with her?!Amy struggles to escape from the grip but Delimer just punched her stomach causing her to suddenly feel weak. She looks at me with watery eyes and I can feel how scared she was.This is not right!"Amy has nothing to do with this!""She helped you, practically.""NO! She did not help me."His laughs resonated inside the room. Then he pointed at the left corner of the room causing us both, me and Amy widened put eyes when a CCTV was peacefully planted on the edge of the ceiling. How dumb we are! We did not notice that fucking CCTV. Despite the window being covered with a huge tree, it's difficult for the room to catch the sunlight. And I sleep early so I never open th
(Emily's POV) After I catch my breath, I ran towards the door but it was obviously locked. Banging the door as I screamed Delimer's name nonstop. He might hurt Amy. And it was because I provoked him. Goldman it! Emily!! What have you done? "PLEASE DELIMER!! DON'T HURT HER! I'M SORRY!!! PLEASE..." *Bang Bang* Another gunshot again caused me to bursts into tears. And slowly stop my fists from banging on the door. Wailing at the door until I fell into the floor. Scotching over at the corner, crying in guilt. What the fuck is wrong with that psychopath?! I'm not jumping to a conclusion but what if he killed Amy? Even if it's not Amy, someone was shot because of me? I was just making him wake up from his delusion. Why is he so pissed off? There's nothing I can do but wish Amy was not hurt or anyone because of me. I burst into tears while embracing my knees until darkness comes into me. *** There I was again, passed out on the floor, u
(Emily's POV)He walked to my position where I was laying. I watched as he took an injection out of his pocket. "What are you going to do with that?" I questioned."Making sure you don't do anything stupid. If I were you, I would not move, it will only kill you faster." He replied.He then injected it into my neck. What the hell is that?I swear every moment I move, it hurt like a bitch. I felt my heartbeat a little slower as if I was slowly dying.The door opened and a man with a gun hanging on his shoulder came running. "WHAT?!""An intruder." He then gives Delimer a look, saying that someone he expected came. Something told me by the look on Delimer's face that he was expecting whoever it was.I was hoping it was Dimitri..."Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a guest."I could hear his footsteps as he walked down the stairs, leaving the door slightly open.'This was my chance to get out of this hell' I thought to myself.I tried getting up but failed miserably. With every move I
(Dimitri's POV)As we arrived at the church, even though it was dark, we can see clearly dozens of meant the foot of the stairs with their weapons. It's obvious they were expecting us to come. My eyes glance at the church. The corner of my lips raises. This is where my mother and stepfather got married. I guess, he hates that moment had come into his life. He was eager to kill me here though.My eyes stop at the front door.I was so damn worried about Emily. Then a clap of hands from nowhere caught my attention. It's the jerk.Delimer stood at the top of the stairs. Is he a coward? Hiding behind his men like a dog is so lame.It's taking every ounce of my strength not to shoot Delimer between the eyes because I want to see him bleed while I beat him to death. Turning my back to Delimer, I walk to Lucio and hand my weapons to him. "Let's do this." Delimer takes off his tuxedo jacket and tosses it to the side. While I slowly walk closer, he unbuttons his cuffs and rolls up the sleev
(Emily's POV)I came out of a completely long sleep into a world that was whiter than anything I had ever seen like the sun rising over the mountains. Sunlight reflected off the carpet due to the little space between the currents. Nearby, nearly behind my ear, I could clearly hear voices conversing softly. The blanket felt warm against my skin as the last time I remember, I was on a cold and dusty floor.My vision was still foggy as the two hazy figures moved in the corner of the room. I take a thorough look at my surroundings. As my vision gradually improved, the white walls and ceilings makes me realize that I'm at the hospital. I looked at the side of the corner, still only partially awake, and saw Steve and a man wearing a white robe talking intently.I noticed how strange it was to wake up in this way. My hazy consciousness eventually vanished, and I once more felt extremely drowsy.All of them turned to look at me when I let out a faint moan. I heard footsteps rushing to my sid
(Emily's POV)*Beep. Beep. Beep*The steady beeps that drew me from a hazy sleep alerted me to the fact I didn't die. Or Satan just had a sick sense of humor.My body was in a tranquil, painless state, but I hesitated to open my eyes as my imagination went wild. Maybe the surgeons had to amputate a limb. Maybe I was paralyzed. Maybe I was waking from a thirty-year coma. Unfortunately, what I heard was worse than what my imagination could have happened to me. And it had.My gaze slid to Steve and Lea, who sat beside my bed wearing tired eyes. Silently, he watched me. I somehow knew he'd stayed by my side for as long as I was unconscious. This man I once hated had become the man I loved. I couldn't bear the thought of living without him.Then it hit me.I tugged at the IV in my hand as the heartache tore through me, sending sobs up my throat that wracked my chest.Just as I pulled out the IV, the chaotic energy inside faded, leaving me so drained I could only cover my mouth as tears pou
(Emily's POV)After my treatment and being discharged from the hospital, my brother insisted to take a leave from his job and take care of me. But I refused to be taken care of. I know he was just worried about my condition but I know that I can handle myself more than anyone else. After a week of staying at home in Einfield Avenue located in Encino, LA, doing nothing but cleaning the whole house just to occupy my head. Making myself tired as much as possible. It's not easy as I thought to not think of him. The moment I learned that Dimitri was dead was and will be, the worst of my life. I am certain that nothing will ever compare to this pain.Somehow I realized when I got myself to bed that this was the first night I would not awaken at midnight wondering where Dimitri was. Exhausted and mentally sick, sometimes I fell asleep for 10 hours and did not even turn over.Every morning brought shock and numbness. I was a zombie, shuffling to the bathroom, getting a coffee, and going b
(Emily's POV)A knock on the door startled me and woke up from my deep sleep. The door slowly opened. I yawn while getting up and glance at the person who entered my room."Emily, it's time for breakfast." Lea softly said.I lay back on my bed and buried my face in my soft pillow, "I'll eat later."After a second, she smacks my ass with her palm causing me to wince in pain, "Lea!" "Don't let Steve come and get you," she warned.Oh God, she really never changes."I... I'm just tired..." I whined but she slap me for the second time. "Stop doing that 'diet' word, Emily. It does not make you pretty. You should eat more to make yourself beautiful."I sigh, "I am not trying to be pretty or beautiful or whatever adjective that is.""You need to! How can you get a boyfrie--" she stops.Boyfriend?She already knows I'm not in the mood to mingle with a guy. She's just doing that in order for me to forget Dimitri. She wanted me to because she doesn't like Dimitri for me.I heard her sigh. "I'