Mr & Mrs Montero

8

Kalani's POV

You know that moment when everything stops functioning and for a second, your brain shuts down, and the only thing you hear is your heart beating fast and then somehow, as quick as everything stopped, it comes back to normal but you not?

That's how I felt like when a bullet pierced Montero's flesh. Montero was shot. My mind couldn't wrap itself around that. Montero was actually shot. I kept blinking my tears back, trying to see if was real, but I just couldn't function.

And he kept saying I should focus. How could I? How could I function seeing that he was bleeding and in pain, well oblivious to that pain, but I felt it. I felt every ache that he went through and it hurt. It hurt a lot.

Tears just kept pouring out my eyes like the Niagara Fall and Eawa kept trying to calm me down. Seven and the boys were on standby and Seven's mom was praying. Dakota and Rumi were crying with me.

But that wasn't the worst part, the worst part was when he smiled at the camera and he fell there after. My heart stopped. I immediately lost all senses and I ran out the office but Seven stopped me by blocking the door by his arms.

"Seven move." I commanded.

"I'm afraid I can't do that Kalani." He face was stern and you could tell he wasn't going to move and he wasn't planning to do so anytime soon. "I have direct orders that no matter what happens, I don't let you out of here. I'm sorry." He looked away.

More tears fell.

"What did Montero promise to do to you?" I asked.

"What?" He titled his head.

"What did he promise if you kept me here?" I repeated.

"Nothing. It's my job." He confidently replied. I nodded, backing away. The nearest table had a 9 millimeter and a shotgun. I picked up the 9 millimeter and my wiped my tears with my shoulders then I looked at him, the gun still in my hand but not pointing at him.

"I think you should reconsider that." I looked at him, cocking the gun.

"Kalani you won't shoot."

"Wanna bet?" I pointed the gun at him. "Move Seven."

Everyone grasped in the gym.

"Mom no!" Charlie exclaimed.

"No mom." Enzo chimmed in.

"Please mom." Eawa whispered.

"Momma no." The twins added.

I looked away, biting my lower lip trying to stop the sobs that were choking me.

"Seven move." The sob escaped. My voice was cracked up and it sounded like a plea.

"I can't it's an-" before he could finish, I shot the corner of the room and everyone screamed and some jumped at the fact that I actually shot something.

I looked at him this time, his face now shocked and with uncertainty, but mine unwavering. I was determined and nothing was going to stop me. Not even Seven.

"Seven I'm not going to ask again. You are my closest friend, and I love you, but you best believe I'll choose my husband over you. Every single time. And right now he is hurt," My voice betrayed me and cracked, but I continued. " And he needs me. So I need you to move, please." I whispered.

"Things don't have to be this way honey." Seven's mom interrupted.

"Then tell him to move.." I looked at her. "Come on!" I spoke louder. "Montero is bleeding out!" I yelled.