Kalani's POV
My daughter was shot. Eawa was shot. Two bullets to the stomach, and one to the head. It felt like my world stopped. I could hear my heart beating at a distance, and Montero just kept shooting at Alina, but still, I couldn't wrap my head around it.
Everything was going in slow motion, and all the voices were in a distance. It didn't feel like I was there, but it felt like I was.
Eawa was shot.
The moment she was shot, all hell broke loose. People kept shooting, and others kept going down, but my mind was on my daughter. And no bullet was going to stop me from getting to her. But my heart stopped when she took one more step back, smiling at my one more time, as she fell into the river.
"Eawa noooo!" Montero screamed, running towards her, trying to reach for her. But she slipped on the very small grasp that were trying to pull. The moment she slipped, Montero followed her right after.
My heart stopped. Everything around me just froze. I just stood there. My mind frozen, and my heart skipping beats. I kept trying to blink the tears away, looking at were she was standing, and where Montero followed right after, thinking maybe this might has been a dream.
A very bad dream that was constant. Eawa being shot, and Montero following her. That kept playing in my mind, and I took one step to where she was standing. As I tried calling out her name, I couldn't. All I could utter were choking of my tears that kept falling.
"E..." I tried again, but I felt the worst contraction hit my left side. I hissed, slightly holding my stomach, but letting it pass. I tried taking another step, walking towards where was she standing again, but I just couldn't.
It didn't feel real. All of this was a bad dream, I was sure of it. A bad dream that was repeat. Another contraction hit, and it was a bit more painful than the first one. I shut my eyes, I held my dress tightly, squeezing it, trying to breath. I opened my eyes again, and I tried taking a step forward.
But still, I just couldn't. My eyes where blurred with tears that just kept falling. It just, it can't be real. I was with her just a few minutes ago. We had pancakes with strawberries for breakfast, and she wanted me to cover her book. She was cocky about it, but it was okay.
She was my daughter and I would let her win, in another given day. Just to see her happy. Just to see her smile, it was okay.
I tried taking another step and a hand held me. When I slightly turned, it was Eva.
"She was right there. Eawa was there." I whispered, as I pointed where Eawa was standing.
"Kalani-" She started.
"Right there..." I repeated, my voice cracking. Eva dropped her gun and pulled into a hug. I just stood there, trying to talk, trying to understand, why?
Why did she have to stand near the cliff? And why did guns have bullets that could hurt, let alone kill? Why was everything not registering?
Another contraction hit and this time, I went down on one knee. I heard my dad calling out my name, running to me, but I just knelt there. I went down on my other knee, and I just let the tears fall. All I did was hold on to my dress, and I just, I let the tears fall for themselves, but still I didn't understand why?
"Kalani!" Eva immediately knelt down with me. I could hear her concerns in a far away voice, that didn't feel it belonged to her. She kept asking if I was okay, but all I could do was think and ask questions.
Why was this happening?
Why was my family breaking into two, why was my heart aching?
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