If I Die... (Final Ending to Deadly in Love)

Chapter 28

Chapter song: And The Snakes Start To a Sing by BMTH
-11am-
(Justin's pov)
I'm so fucking done with Jason! I'm gonna kill him! If it means losing my life in order to save Christie and Drew's, I'll give it up in a heartbeat. I just hope Christie makes it through all this bullshit, especially the sadness. She better cut all her nonsense out before Drew ends up with no one, because I don't know if I'm gonna make it through tonight. I'm gonna try to kill as many of Jason's gang as possible. Then, before he can get new people to use as replacements, I'll kill the rest, and maybe I might kill Jason. It's a lame-ass plan, but it's all I've got. It's either I live or die. Christie hasn't spoken a word all morning. I know exactly what Jason did to her, and I can't think of it without punching a wall. All I could do was hold her, kiss her, and tell her that she's gonna be ok. I don't expect her to believe it, but we're both desperate to hear something good right now.
"Christie, go take a shower. Maybe it'll help with the stress"
I led her into the bathroom. Her body was shaking and whimpering. I'm taking my chances that she won't hurt herself. I think I scared her too much by cutting myself too. She seems to have thought it over, which is good, because she could possibly stop hurting herself. I stayed by the door anyway, just in case I hear a gasp, or a cabinet open, or the sound of something sharp against the floor. The only reason she'd open the cabinet is to get bandages to cover her cuts. All I could hear was her crying and sniffling. It sliced and stabbed my heart until there was nothing but sadness in my blood. When the door opened, I hugged her close. Christie gasped but continued crying into me. I picked her up and laid her in bed.
"I love you so fucking much, Christie"
I wrapped her up in my arms. I need to get some sleep. I haven't slept all night, and my shoulder is killing me. Christie should sleep too. She can't tell me she's not tired. Her crying finally stopped...for now.
-3pm-
There was a knock on the door, and I lazily got out of bed to look through the peephole. It was just Khalil, Za, Ryan, Kayla, Brie, and Stacy with Drew. I let them in then shut the door and locked it tight.
"How's your shoulder, bro?"
Ryan asked in concern.
"Better, I guess"
To be honest, I could care less about my shoulder. I realized that Christie was awake. The girls were talking to her. If she's not talking to me, then I doubt she'll talk to them.
"What happened?"
Za broke my thoughts.
"Jason purposely got me locked up, so he could get to Christie and Drew"
I added little detail.
"Are they ok?"
Khalil asked as I sat down.
"Drew is...I think"
Who knows what Jason could've done.
"He seems fine. He's been sleeping a lot. Is that normal?"
Ryan asked, because Drew spent the night with him and Stacy.
"Yea, he's always sleeping"
I wish Christie would sleep.
"I take it that Christie's not ok"
Za stated the truth.
"Yep, she's done nothing but cry. I wish I could help her"
I sighed in distress.
"Give her some time. She needs you here, so I wouldn't let her out of my sight for now"
Khalil suggested thoughtfully.
"You're right. By the way, how's Kayla?"
I shouldn't make this all about my problems.
"She's fine. We can't go to the doctor unless one of us has to"
He motioned to my shoulder.
"Maybe I'll pay a visit later for you"
I smiled crookedly.
"Thanks"
Khalil nodded appreciatively.
"This bullshit needs to stop, you know?"
I can't live another day worrying about my family dying, about anyone dying.
"Yea, you have a plan?"
Za asked hopefully.
"It's a really bad one"
I replied flatly.
"It's all we've got. What's on your mind?"
Khalil was listening closely.
"I'm thinking...we just go for it and kill them one by one?"
It sounded bad just coming out of my mouth.
"How is that going to work?"
They were obviously interested.
"Jason will notice a lack of gang members, and before he can replace them, we'll kill the rest of them, leaving Jason alone"
I explained the best I could.
"...That doesn't seem too bad"
Ryan stated.
"Let's do it. I'm thinking bout tomorrow night?"
Khalil agreed and suggested.
"Ok"
We all agreed. We were all quiet. It was a risk, but we all have someone to do it for. I'm doing this for Christie and Drew. I offered them something to eat, and they accepted it. We ate whatever was in the kitchen, and I fed Drew.
"Hey"
I sat beside Christie in bed.
"You feel good enough to eat?"
I caressed her hand. She shook her head lightly and narrowed her eyes.
"Maybe later?"
I was hoping she'd eat something. I don't know when was the last time she ate. She shrugged, but it was barely noticeable.
"Here, it'll make you feel a little better"
I handed her some pain pills and water. She took them, her bones shaking as she lifted the cup. It made me worry even more. Christie has to eat. She looks like she's gonna faint. I don't want that happening again.
"Justin, we're gonna head out, dude"
Ryan called to me.
"Ok, stay safe guys"
I waved to them as the door shut. I locked it, grabbed a box of crackers, then sat beside Christie again.
"Christie, you need to eat something. I don't want you to pass out, please"
I handed her 1 cracker, even though I wanted her to eat the whole box. She took it and nibbled on it. I put the box back and made sure she finished the cracker. When she did, I went to take a quick shower. My shoulder hurt like a bitch. It felt good to take a shower. Finally, I could be clean. While I'm at it, I decided to take Drew a bath as well. The trashcan was full of dirty diapers, which means I have to take it out. Instead of walking outside and throwing it in the dumpster, I threw it out the window. Why risk leaving Christie alone again? Drew was clean, and I fed him a little bit more food and gave him his bottle. Christie was still sitting on the bed.
"Are you ready to go to bed?"
I moved her hair away from her eyes. She responded by laying down in bed. I rocked Drew to sleep, brushed my teeth, took off my shirt, then joined her in bed.
"You're gonna be ok. You know that?"
I held her small, cold, body close to mine. She nuzzled in my neck and held me close. I held her closer, letting her know that I was here for her.
(Christie's pov)
-1am-
I can't sleep. Everything hurts, and I just want to die. How do I live? I can't do this. I can't live with the nightmares, the flashbacks of what happened to me. It's been haunting me all day. I painfully slipped out of Justin's arms and went over to Drew. I kissed his head, hoping that he'll grow up to be something good, hoping that he wouldn't get caught up in mess that Justin did. I looked at Justin and watched him sleep for a few moments. I've always hated myself, but Justin never did. I love him so much. Maybe Stephanie will make a better wife than I have one day. I'm sorry, but I give up. I'm so tired of pretending to be ok when I'm really not. I locked myself in the bathroom and pulled a knife out of the drawer. I've been hiding it all day. I cried softly and sliced my wrists as Justin and Drew slept behind the bathroom door. I'm so sorry. I closed my eyes and pressed the knife deeper against my vein. I held my breath then swiped the knife for the last time. I felt my head start to swirl, and I couldn't move anymore. The last thing I could see was blood on the floor before everything ended.

(A/N: Sorryyyy😁 next post is on Friday💛)

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