Chapter Twenty-Eight: Past: His POV on her

Leaving her was the hardest decision I ever made. coming back was the easier. When Lucy had called me for help, I had dropped everything I had been doing just to get here. Now looking at her I felt like a coward. Cowering behind this wall of fear that just wouldn't demolish.

She changed her hair but her brown eyes still showed so much sorrow. I could barely recognize the little life left in her. What had I done to my Tho? she always had life in her, charisma always played like a trick in her sleeve but her smile. god her smile was a treat. Would I go too far if I said her smile caused the very likeness of a sugar rush. 

Would I be wrong to say that even after almost a year, she made my heart beat faster as though the first time I had fallen in love with her? That no matter what she still made me want to give up my very soul for her?

So why couldn't I?

Because you're a coward and a fool...

"Because you know someone owns you as well as your dreams." I murmured to myself.

I heard the a click and turned towards my window. I watched her get into the car and drive away in a rush. She needed to breath and I was suffocating her. 

You couldn't even go out your room 'cause you knew she was wide awake.

I groaned my thoughts were loud today. too loud.

Walking out the room I headed straight to the kitchen needing cold water to refresh my thoughts. I groaned when I felt my emotions still flurring inside of me. Freaking hell this was becoming a distater quicker then I thought.

"You two rather be the death of each other because honestly this is ridiculous." a voice said, I rolled my eyes as I turned to make eye contact with Lucy.

"You're still a outspoken birdy i see." 

"You're still a coward. When will you tell her the truth?" she questioned as she begun to take out two cups of coffee. my body froze as i thought about what she knew, no one knew what i truly did. she stopped and watched me with curiosity clouding her judgement.

"You're not tell us something and now I'm beginning to wonder exactly what." she said, placing down the teaspoon.

"Lucy." i warned

"Oh don't you even try it. what have you done? or better yet what are you doing with your life?"she questioned.

"If you don't say anything I'll tell her myself..." she threatened. i didn't budge. "Or better yet i will ask her to help me find out and you know we will."

"Stay out of it Lucy. Same way no one knows who was the actual baby daddy of your dead child." i snapped. the room became tense. she looked at me, taken aback and highly offended. i didn't mean to expose that because now i knew i fucked up badly.

"whatever career you chose, messed you up highly and it's ruining your chances of living." she said as her right eye begun to twitch.

"Now Lucy you knew i didn't mean for that to slip." i defended

"You are slipping faster then quick sand and at this point i don't think i'd want to save you." she murmured.

"Sadly I'm not the only one." i fired back. i slowly moved back away from her, keep my eyes directly on her. she watched me and i knew she was calculating. the moment i reached the coach i fliped and that was the perfect timing because a sniper shot had slightly missed me. pulling a gun i had hidden with the couch. i stood up quickly and we circled each other.

Guns pointed at each others heads, both trained well for this and what did we expect. Unico's godparents wouldn't let us close to her without training. the godfather always said it would come in handy when the time was right, little did they realize that they were pushing us deeper into a world of death. whilst pushing Unico away. 

Unico wasn't one that liked that world. she wanted noramlity so when her eighteenth birthday came and they granted her freedom for a bit she took it but extended it herself. we ended up traveling every three months until we found Michael. that man was an angel and found us just when we were nearly caught. we feared the godparents but we respected them.

Five whole years and we still weren't found.

Now look at us.

Divided.

"On three?" I asked.

"On three." I agreed.

We closed in on each other and held the snipers to each others heads. Both breathing quietly.

"So one of us is dying today?" she asked

"Might as well." I agreed. We nodded and then Lucy quickly murmured the our father prayer.

"One"

"Two"

"Three" 

The shot went off and everything went dark.