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ch 10 Gun on head

Jimmy knelt there, clutching Lucian's lifeless body as though he could will him back to life through sheer force of emotion. His fingers dug into Lucian's clothes, knuckles white from the strain. His body trembled uncontrollably, and his sobs were harsh and raw, echoing through the room. Tears streamed down his face, unchecked, as he screamed at Lucian's still form, venting every ounce of pain, frustration, and sorrow that had built up inside him.

"Why, Lucian?! Why the fuck would you do this?!" Jimmy's voice cracked, sounding broken, defeated."You stupid bastard! How could you leave us like this?!" His words were hoarse, as if each syllable was scraped from the depths of his soul, leaving him raw and hollow. He shook Lucian's body gently, as if some part of him still believed his friend would wake up."Didn't we mean anything to you? Didn't I matter?"

Jimmy's fingers clenched the fabric of Lucian's hospital gown tightly, his body convulsing with sobs. His face was buried in Lucian's chest, muffling the sounds of his cries. Every breath was a struggle, as though the pain was choking him from the inside, drowning him in its endless weight. "You didn't need to do this. You didn't need to give your fucking life away. We were supposed to have each other. We were supposed to make it out together…" His voice trailed off into silence, the only sound remaining being the quiet hiccups of his grief.

Behind him,Garry stood in the corner, his hand on his forehead, staring up at the ceiling. His mind was a swirling mess of emotions grief, disbelief, and anger, all tangled together in a knot that he couldn't begin to unravel. Muffled sobs escaped his lips, and his chest heaved with each shaky breath. His eyes were rimmed with redness, his tears threatening to spill at any moment. He clenched his jaw, trying to hold back the flood of emotions that were threatening to consume him.

"I should've been there for you, man," Garry whispered to himself, though the words were barely audible."We should've seen it coming. We should've done something." He wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand, frustrated that he couldn't hold it together. But the grief was too much. The thought of Lucian lying there, cold and lifeless, was too much to bear.

Dr. Murphy stood off to the side, watching the scene unfold with a heavy heart.Despite the fear he had for these two men, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for them. He had never imagined men like Jimmy and Garry, known for their ruthlessness and terrifying reputations, could be capable of such raw, genuine emotion. The sight of them breaking down over their friend over Lucian made Dr Murphy realize that, at the end of the day, even the hardest of hearts could still feel pain.

"Sigh... I never thought I'd see this,"Dr. Murphy muttered under his breath. The old doctor felt conflicted. He had seen death before. He had seen people break down in despair when their loved ones passed away. But this this was different. These weren't just ordinary people. These were men who could send entire governments into a panic with a single phone call. They were feared, respected, and known for their cold, detached ruthlessness. And yet here they were, crying like children who had lost their best friend.

He took a shaky breath, unsure of what to do. Part of him wanted to give them space, to let them grieve in their own way. But another part of him, the part that had spent years studying human psychology, knew he had to do something. He couldn't just stand there while they fell apart in front of him.

Summoning the courage he didn't know he had, Dr. Murphy took a small step forward. His body was trembling, his heart racing as he approached Jimmy, who was still hunched over Lucian's body, crying with a grief so deep it was almost palpable.The doctor's hands shook as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the small, black smartphone that Lucian had given him the one he had been instructed to pass on to whoever came looking for him.

Dr. Murphy hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to interrupt the raw display of sorrow before him.But he knew he couldn't wait any longer. He swallowed hard, gathering his resolve, and took another step closer.

"Uhh... sir,"Dr. Murphy said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He hoped to get Jimmy's attention without setting him off. But Jimmy didn't react. He was too lost in his grief, too broken to hear anything beyond the sound of his own sobs.

The doctor swallowed nervously, his hand tightening around the phone. He didn't want to disturb Jimmy, especially not in a moment like this. But he knew he had no choice. He couldn't risk something terrible happening, not with emotions running this high. If Jimmy or Garry snapped in their sorrow, the whole hospital could be in danger.

"Sir," Dr. Murphy repeated, his voice trembling slightly. Still, Jimmy didn't respond.

The doctor's heartbeat quickened, and he knew he had to try again. This time, he reached out and placed a gentle hand on Jimmy's shoulder, immediately regretting the decision the moment his hand made contact. He could feel the tension in Jimmy's body, the raw power beneath his skin, and for a second, Dr Murphy thought he had just signed his own death warrant.

Jimmy's body trembled under the doctor's touch, but he didn't move. The muscles in his back were hard as stone, tight with a mixture of grief and barely-contained fury.

Dr.Murphy gulped nervously, feeling the sheer weight of the man he had just dared to touch. The trembling in his hands worsened, but he couldn't back out now. He had already crossed the line. "Sir," he whispered again, gently shaking Jimmy's shoulder.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jimmy lifted his head. His eyes, red and swollen from crying, locked onto the doctor.The sorrow on his face was overwhelming, but beneath it all was something much darker a rage that burned deep within him, just waiting for an excuse to be unleashed.

Dr. Murphy froze, his heart pounding in his chest as Jimmy's gaze narrowed on him. There was no softness in his eyes, no sign of mercy.The weight of his stare was like standing before a hurricane, the air thick with danger.

In an instant, Jimmy's hand shot out. He grabbed Dr. Murphy by the neck, pulling him up from the floor as if he weighed nothing. The doctor's legs dangled helplessly, his hands instinctively clawing at Jimmy's iron grip as panic set in.

"What the fk did you just do?" Jimmy hissed through clenched teeth, his voice a low, dangerous growl. His eyes were wild, filled with a madness that bordered on insanity."What the hell gave you the right to touch me?!" He pulled the doctor closer, towering over him with his imposing height, his face inches from Dr. Murphy's as he growled, "Give me one good reason not to blow your fking brains out."

Dr. Murphy's eyes widened in terror, his body convulsing as the full weight of the threat sank in. The cold steel of Jimmy's gun pressed against his forehead, and he could feel the deadly pressure building in the barrel, waiting to explode.

"No, no, please!" Dr. Murphy choked, his voice cracking as fear overtook him. His hands trembled violently as he tried to point to the phone still clutched in his other hand."L-Lucian… Lucian told me to give this to you. He… he told me to give you this phone, please…!"

Jimmy's finger hovered over the trigger, ready to squeeze. But the doctor's words broke through the fog of his rage. His grip loosened just enough for Dr.Murphy to breathe, and he turned his head to see the phone the doctor was holding.

Without a word, Jimmy released the doctor, shoving him aside with a rough push that sent him stumbling back. Dr. Murphy nearly collapsed to the floor, gasping for air, his hands shaking uncontrollably as he backed away.Jimmy snatched the phone from his outstretched hand, his bloodshot eyes narrowing as he turned it over in his palm. He had no idea what the phone contained, but if Lucian had left it for him, then it had to be important.

Garry, still leaning over Lucian's body, turned to look at the phone in Jimmy's hand. His sobs had quieted, but his eyes were still swollen and wet from crying. "What is it, Jimmy?" he asked, his voice hoarse from screaming.He wiped at his face, trying to blink away the tears, but they kept coming. "What did Lucian leave behind?"

Jimmy didn't answer at first. His hands trembled as he held the phone. He didn't want to open it. Didn't want to face whatever message Lucian had left for him. It was too much. Too soon. But he knew he had no choice. Whatever was on this phone, he needed to see it.

With shaking fingers,

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Jimmy's hands trembled as he gripped the phone, his mind racing in turmoil. The weight of it felt too heavy, almost unbearable, as if Lucian's final message was burdened with the unsaid words, the incomplete memories, and everything they hadn't done together. His heart pounded, but it felt hollow, a dull ache in his chest, like it had been carved out by the grief of losing his closest friend. The silence in the room was deafening, except for the occasional muffled sobs from Garry,who was still on his knees next to Lucian's lifeless body, wiping away the endless stream of tears that refused to stop.

Jimmy's thumb hovered over the screen, hesitating. It felt like opening the phone would be the final nail in the coffin the ultimate confirmation that Lucian was truly gone. His body ached, the weight of his sorrow pressing down on him with an unbearable heaviness that no amount of strength could push away.

Garry, now sitting slumped against the wall, looked up with glazed eyes, his face streaked with tears. His voice was hoarse, almost broken when he asked, "What's in it, Jimmy?" He wiped his face with his sleeve again, but it didn't matter.The tears kept coming, his body betraying him as it tried to hold back the flood of emotions.

Jimmy swallowed hard, his throat dry and tight. He wasn't sure if he was ready. How could anyone be ready to face the final words of a friend who had torn his own heart out literally and figuratively? His hands began to shake more violently as his breath came in short, uneven bursts. The gravity of the situation bore down on him, making it difficult to breathe. He closed his eyes, even if for just a moment, to hold back the tears threatening to spill over.He had to stay in control he couldn't fall apart. Not yet. Not until he saw what Lucian had to say.

Finally, after what felt like hours, Jimmy looked at the password screen. He sighed, a hollow sound that seemed to echo the emptiness in his chest. Of course, he knew the password. It wasn't Avey's birthday, nor was it Lucian's own. No, it was the birthdate of Lucian's sister, the one who had treated him so coldly. Yet, Lucian never stopped loving her. Even after everything she had done, he couldn't stop caring about her.

"That stupid bastard..."Jimmy muttered under his breath, shaking his head as he entered the password and unlocked the phone.

The home screen appeared, simple and uncluttered just like Lucian himself. The background photo was Avey, the woman Lucian had given everything for. Jimmy's stomach twisted, his insides burning with a mixture of anger and sorrow as he stared at her smiling face. Carefree, oblivious to the pain she had caused, the heartbreak she left behind.

"Why, Lucian? Why her?" Jimmy's jaw clenched, his teeth grinding together.How could Lucian have done all this for her? She had never cared for him, not in the way he had loved her. And now, her heart beat with Lucian's his life inside of her, and she didn't even know the full extent of his sacrifice. A cold wave of fury washed over him, but behind that rage was an even colder, aching sadness that weighed heavily in his chest.

His thumb hovered over the gallery icon. He knew that whatever was in there would only break him further. And yet, he had no choice but to see it to confront the last pieces of Lucian that remained.

When he opened the gallery, he saw dozens of photos and videos most of them of Avey, his mother, and his sister and even them.Jimmy's fingers twitched with anger as he scrolled through them. There were even photos of Jimmy and Garry, memories from better days, but the images of Avey seemed to overshadow everything. The bitterness in Jimmy's heart deepened as he finally found the most recent video, timestamped the day before Lucian's surgery.

Jimmy's breath caught in his throat as he realized what it was. Lucian's final message.

Garry, noticing the shift in Jimmy's demeanor, pulled himself together as best as he could, though his body still shook with grief."Is it… is it from him?" Garry's voice was soft, almost afraid of the answer. He crawled closer, wiping his tear-streaked face with his sleeve as he watched Jimmy's every move, his heart pounding in his chest.

Jimmy didn't answer.Instead, he tapped the screen, and the video began to play.

Lucian's face appeared, grainy and shaky, but the smile he wore was unmistakable tired, yes, but still the smile they had come to know. But this smile was different. It was filled with sadness, hiding untold stories and heartbreak too deep for words.His eyes, always filled with warmth, now carried the weight of a thousand burdens.

"Hey, Jimmy, Garry…" Lucian's voice was calm, but there was a tension beneath the surface, a strain that told them this message wasn't easy for him to record."If you're watching this, it means I'm… gone. I know you're probably pissed. Hell, you're probably ready to kill me, and honestly, I wouldn't blame you."

Jimmy's heart clenched. His hands gripped the phone tighter, his knuckles white as he stared at his best friend on the screen, alive but still so far away, already lost to the world forever.

"I couldn't… I couldn't keep living like this," Lucian's voice cracked, and he paused, rubbing a hand through his hair. His gaze dropped, avoiding the camera for a moment. "I know you guys had my back. Always. You were the only family I ever had.But the thing is… it just wasn't enough. Not because of you God, I love you both but because of me. I couldn't stop loving her. Avey, my sister, my mother… I loved them all, and it killed me every day."

Tears welled up in Jimmy eyes, but he fought them back, wiping them away angrily as if refusing to give in to the weakness. Garry wasn't so strong. He had already broken down again, his body shaking with sobs as Lucian's words cut deep into his soul.

"You were enough for us, Lucian. You were f**king enough…"Garry whispered through his tears, but his words were lost to the void, swallowed by the grief that filled the room.

"I know this is the dumbest thing I could ever do," Lucian continued, his voice strained. He ran his hands through his hair, his eyes heavy with regret. "But I needed her to have something… something that meant something to me. My heart… It's broken, man. It's been broken for so long that I don't even know how to feel anything else. I just hope that by giving her mine, even if she doesn't understand it, she'll have a piece of me with her. I know it's fucked up. But it's all I've got left."

Jimmy's fists clenched even tighter, the fury rising in his chest.He wanted to scream, to throw the phone across the room, to break something anything. His body trembled with rage and sorrow, each emotion battling for control of his heart. How could Lucian have believed that Avey would care? She had never cared.She had never deserved him.

Lucian's voice grew softer as he continued, the weight of his sorrow bleeding through."You guys… you were the only ones who ever gave a damn about me. I want you to know that.But I can't do this anymore. I'm tired, man. I'm so fking tired. Every breath I take feels like a poison, slowly killing me from the inside out. I just couldn't handle the pain anymore."

Tears began to roll down Jimmy's cheeks, and this time, he didn't wipe them away. He couldn't. They fell freely as his chest heaved with emotion, the grief too overwhelming to fight.

Lucian's voice wavered, and his eyes glistened with unshed tears. "Brothers, we've been through so much together, and I wish…I wish I could have been stronger. I wish I could have given you more. You both were the reason I held on for as long as I did. But I was selfish this time."

Garry sobbed quietly, his head hung low as the weight of Lucian's final words pressed down on his heart like an anchor, dragging him deeper into the ocean of grief."Why, Lucian… why didn't you talk to us? We could've helped…"

Lucian's eyes flicked up to the camera, the pain etched deep into his face."I have one last wish, brothers… Please, take care of them. Don't hurt them. I know you want to… I know you're angry. But they don't deserve it. Not because of me."

Jimmy's body stiffened, and for a moment, his breath caught in his throat. Lucian knew he knew that Jimmy and Garry would want revenge. But even in his final moments, Lucian