Not Everything Is As It Seems (Reconnected, finishing in progress)

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Walking in front of me to stay out of the view of the guns pointed our way we walked back inside. The place had almost filled completely with smoke, I wondered where we were going, we couldn't go back the way we came, everything that way seemed completely smoked out.

I followed Mike through a door which lead to a garage. There in all its glory was the black sedan with GOLD as its number plates. He pressed a button on the wall and the garage door opened up.

"Get in the car" Mike ordered. I obliged. I wanted so badly to get out of this situation I didn't care how any longer.

Even though I had began walking towards the car door obeying his orders he suddenly grabbed me by the shoulder spinning me around. He grabbed me by the throat digging his fingers deep into my neck so I couldn't breath in the slightest.

"I'll make you pay for not being loyal you filthy little slut. I'f you ever disobey me, try to leave me or cheat on me again your parents will meet a geusome end. Do you understand?" he sneered through cleanched teeth

Frightened by the appearance of his burnt face, his tone as well as the need for air I quickly nodded my head to let him know I understand.

"Let her go you fucking bastard" a voice demanded from behind me.

"You. Why won't you just die for fuck sake" mike yelled as he dropped me to the floor and raised his gun.

The deafening sound of shots being fired caused a ringing in my ears. I scrambled to the back of the car in an attempt to get away from the whizzing bullets.

I peeped around the corner in time to see a bullet hit Mike in the shoulder dropping him to the ground. The voice! It sounded familiar, but it couldn't be... couldn't it?

I scurried to the other side of the car and peered around the taillights, there he was, my home, my hero, Colton. I felt like I hadn't seen that face in years. I needed him. I crawled around the back of the car down the drivers side in an attempt to get to him. He had been using the side of the garage for protection and had just slipped back out of site. I wasn't sure if I should run to him or wait.

I needed to be near him so I took a deep breathe and ran to him.

Just as I did he came into sight. The next fe moments seemed to unravel in slow motion as I saw his eyes lock onto mine then immedistley shift to behind me, in one swift movement he headed towards me with his gun outstretched in front of him in one hand wrapping his other around my waist, several shots were fired from I don't know where, as he grabbed me and spun me around so I now faced the back of the garage where Mike stood wide eyed and bleeding from the chest. He backed up against the wall then slid down it. As he went down I realised I was doing down too. With Coltons arm still wrapped around me.

We landed on the floor with a thud. I could see under the car mikes legs and hands, one with the gun just resting on it. Seeming unmoving.

I looked down at Colton and couldn't help the massive smile that crept across my face. He smiled softly back at me as he reached for my cheek. Resting his hand against it running his thumb along my jaw line. We stayed like this for I don't know how long, until he gently closed his eyes and went to sleep.

"Dakota you're ok!" I heard my dads voice behind me.

I turned just has he fell on me and hugged me.

I buried my head in his shoulder as I squeezed Coltons hand.

"Let's get you out of here sweetheart" dad cooed as he ran his hand through my hair

"Come Colton wake up, let's go" I gave him a playful push in his side looking forward to laying in his arms in the car and napping myself.

Nothing....

"Colton....?" I said again shaking him a little beginning to feel a rush of panic.

By now there were several men surrounding us. All wearing those weird vest thingys. I was now in full blown panic mode.... He's not asleep... my dad pulled me up and pulled me onto his chest. I now had fresh blood on my hands, I looked down to see people hovering over Coltons body. Blood oozing from underneath him. I know realised the blood on my hands is Coltons.

Dad tried shielding me from what was happening but it was too late. I knew. 

As I screamed through the pain in my throat I had the sudden urge to grab the gun I didn't know dad owned from the holster on his hip and go shoot mike in the dick. It didn't bother me that he was already dead. I still wanted to shoot him.

As dad dragged me away from the scene I took a last glance over at the murderous bastard that blew up my life.... Wait.... Where is his body.... He's gone!? How can that be?

Uploaded 12/09/21