[COMPLETED] 18+⚠️: Contains mature and sexual content // enemies to lovers
"I hate you." I repeated as I continued to walk toward her, causing her to touch the closed refrigerator with her back as she backed away. "I hate you so much that sometimes...
"Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much." - Helen Keller
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So this is how it ends? I die by getting a bloody bullet of metal shot through my head somewhere in a fucking building?
This is definitely not how I imagined my death. I never minded dying one day, I always thought it would even be something like a salvation and for a while I even desired it. But now that it was really about to happen, I didn't want it anymore.
For the first time in my life I was afraid to die... because I had something worth living for that I didn't have before. And that someone was Ashley.
When I was told she was dead, a part of me broke that I didn't even know existed, even though I told myself I wouldn't believe it until I saw it for myself. I still felt empty, useless and just awful. Life without her tasted bitter.
I carried the photo of the two of us that we had taken with Beckham's polaroid camera in my pocket since the day it was taken, so I always had a part of her with me and I had hope.
My prayers were fulfilled when the wall suddenly moved and I heard her angelic voice, I thought I was dead and now with her again but we both seemed to be trapped in hell.
I tried to enjoy the few minutes with her with every breath I took. She didn't seem to have realized why the wall had disappeared but then when it clicked in her head she too knew the gravity of the situation.
Mitch. The name echoed in my head as soon as it left Kaiden's lips and somehow it seemed familiar.
I seem to remember that he was the first agent I killed in the container that day. I blamed it on Ash...but everything that happened after that became a blur of obscurity due to my heavy drug influence back then.
I really have no idea what else happened that day except that I thought I stabbed Ash. But I can't change the past anyway.
I don't feel bad either, the whole thing was over five years ago and Kaiden could have just closed the book on it but he voluntarily excused himself not to.
Hell, what else are therapy and support groups for?
Mitch and all the other agents from the unit are dead now and I feel no guilt. Except of course Ashley, she was the only one who survived but that was because I made a little mistake while I was high. However, at this moment it doesn't look like she will live much longer due to her condition.
She lost a lot of blood...
We need a fucking miracle otherwise our time on this earth is numbered. But unfortunately I don't believe in miracles...
