Trained For Sin

Chapter 30

His head fell limp as blood pooled around his body. Now realizing that he was really never my friend and I was naïve to think so.

After a few seconds of trying to bring myself together quickly wiped my prints and placed his gun back beside him. I looked over at Nathan already staring down at me making me look away. I hated that Nathan was seeing so much of this side of me. The person I was before I met him. This wasn't who I was anymore. I didn't even know who I was.

"I told you to stay." I growled as I walked away from Julian lying dead in his blood. Hesitantly taking a few steps towards Nathan. "I couldn't just watch him trying to break down a door to kill you." He replied looking down at me full of worry making me look away not used to anyone caring about me.

"I would've been fine." I pressed making him step closer to me. "I couldn't risk it." Nathan replied making me frown "And I can't risk you getting hurt. Or worse. It's a miracle the only thing you have is a broken arm." I began nervously rambling.

"We need to leave" I cut myself off knowing the pain he must be in and how we could be walked in on at any moment. "We need to get out of here. People will be looking for them." I said walking towards the stairs where we came making him quickly follow.

A distant elevator dinged making me turn my head as it opened full of men. They all stopped talking and starred at us. "Nathan," I said softly to not raise suspicion as they all stood like deer caught in the headlights.

"Run." I threatened under my breath letting go of his hand. Some finally filled with realization mustering up the courage to face me as they pulled out their guns. Running as the men charged towards us from across the building only able to shoot a few of them.

Nathan and I ran into another elevator as they all jumped and tripped over desks and chairs trying to get to us. My eyes looked over at the buttons quickly pressing the 'close doors' and ground floor repeatedly. I began to worry on how fast they would close before any of the men got close.

Pushing Nathan against the wall not wanting him to get shot as bullets ricocheted in the elevator. I repeatedly pressed the button as I occasionally shot a few men. All the assassins grew closer and closer as the doors slowly closed. Panting and silently begged that the doors would close in time.

The elevator closed right before they ran up to come between them. Hearing them all yelling and slamming against the metal doors. I pressed the ground floor trying to remain hopeful that there weren't going to be any more men. I leaned my back against the wall in exhaustion turning to Nathan who was struggling to stand. "Oh, my god. That was way too close."

My eyes parted looking down at his gunshot wound in his leg. "Nathan. Oh, god." I pushed myself off the wall making him shake his head. "I'm fine." He replied as I tried to put pressure on his bleeding wound making him groan.

The doors opened to the empty office floor making me stand up to help him run. "I should be helping you walk." Nathan said as I looked around for anyone else there could be. "I'm not the one with the bullet wound." I breathed struggling to hold him up as he limped.

We shuffled quickly to his car parked across the street making me pull away and weave in and out of traffic. I stared at his wound full of concern and guilt that only continued to bleed.

"When did you buy a gun?" I asked snapping out of my trance of going through all of today's events. "While you were being treated by our doctor." He answered as we began to walk up to the home. Turning my head up at him starting to see how much last night had affected him.

We continued to lean on each other as we stumbled inside of the dark house. Thankful Rose was sleeping not wanting her to see Nathan like this. I threw a blanket on the couch before helping him to sit down. Nathan hissed in pain struggling to keep his pain hidden from me. Seeing right through it.