Achilles

Chapter 20 - Dead

I tightened my grip as I waited for the ringing in my ears to subside. I opened my eyes staring at my fists that clenched Achilles's shirt as if my life depended on it.

I brought my eyes slowly up until they focused on his face. He wasn't looking at me, instead he stared straight over my head. I noticed how his eyes slightly narrowed as if he was in deep thought.

Still clutching his shirt I began rotating my head following the line of his arm that was outstretched. I gasped when my eyes stopped on the silver gun that he clutched in his palm still pointing to the place that I was stood just seconds ago.   

I released his shirt before pivoting to finally look at the man that wrecked my house and held me so aggressively.

He was no longer stood in the same spot that he released me from, instead he now lay in a heap on the floor. The sight of the blood that leaked from his stomach made my whole body tremble.

"Oh my god"

I brought my shaking hands to my mouth covering my dropped jaw. 

The masked man groaned in pain as he slowly attempted to shimmy his way towards the couch. I watched as he covered the distance before resting his upper body against the bottom of the couch.

A large palm being placed on my shoulder made me jump. I slipped away from Achilles's while trying to calm my breathing.

"No- No" I stuttered

"Darling you need to calm down"

His tone was smooth and calm showing he was unaffected by the scene in front of him which only put me more on edge.

My eyes flicked between the mans blood that had pooled on to the floor and Achilles who was slowly stepping towards me.

"No, do something... do something"  I begged

Achilles now stopped in his spot and glanced at the groaning man uninterested. He huffed before sliding his gun back in the waist of his trousers. He strode towards the intruder before kneeling beside his and ripping off the mans mask.

His eyebrows scrunched together before speaking.

"Who the fuck are you?"

The intruders face strained in pain and his eyes couldn't seem to focus.

"no-no one" he just managed to rasp out

Achilles hand shot out and wrapped around the mans neck slightly lifting him. The mans hands attempted to raise to Achilles arm in order to pry it away but he was too weak and soon give up.

"Stop!" I yelled at Achilles

He released the man immediately but remained in the same spot.

"Someone sent you and you're going to tell me who" Achilles seethed

The man shuck his head from side to side before managing to let out a laugh that rippled through my ears.

"They're right" he laughed

"Who!" Achilles demanded but no answer other than the mans laugh was received.

Within a blink of an eye Achilles fist was slammed in to the side of the intruders head. I watched as the mans head snapped to the side before hanging low.

"Fucking who!" Achilles yelled

silence,

Achilles threw his fist once more hitting the same target.

"Who!" he yelled once more

Tears had broken free from my eyes when watching the show unfold.

"Stop!" I screamed when I seen Achilles arm once again rear back.

His arm froze mid air as he struggled to tear his eyes away from the bloodied man. Achilles breathing was erratic causing his chest to rise and full harshly.

"Achilles" I whispered

Finally allowing his arm to fall he rose from his kneeling position and moved away from the man. His hands ran through his hair as he began pacing back and forth.

"He needs help, we can still help him" I began muttering

"Callie, No"

Taking no notice of his demand I found myself shifting towards the intruder. Just as I was about to crouch beside him large arms wrapped around me pulled me backwards.

"Achilles" I cried "I have to help.."

I attempted to rustle my way out of his arms but he held me tight and refused to let go.

"Callie stop"

I once again ignored his demands as I continued attempting to fight my way out his grasp.

"No!" I screamed

"He's dead!" Achilles barked

This caused both my body and heart to stop.

I could feel my lip trembling as I attempted to speak, I wanted to disagree, I wanted to shout and yell that what he just said was a lie.

Yet as I looked at the man whose head hung low and blood pooled around his body, I knew Achilles was right.

I pushed at Achilles chest and this time he allowed me to step away. I kept backing up as far as possible  until my back met a wall.

"Dead" I repeated

Achilles stared at me attempting to figure out what what going through my mind or what my next move would be.

I could almost feel myself suffocating.

I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing. I hoped that when I opened them again the scene in front of me would be gone but I was disappointed.

"You're a psychopath"  I muttered locking eyes with  Achilles

I watched his lip twitch slightly into a smirk before pressing back together in a straight line.

"I prefer creative"