“Os!” All I could do was run to him. We stood there but then he winced in pain. “Oh my god you're bleeding.” I looked down at his arm that I was holding and his shirt was soaked with blood. He kissed the top of my head. “It's ok, it went right through, I'll be fine but we need to go.” He takes my hand and we walk over the two men he shot coming downstairs. I kind of feel bad for one but not the other. Os is walking holding the gun in front of us being very cautious walking up the stairs until we get to the main floor. He looks around and I notice that it's very quiet.
“Where did everyone go?” He shook his head as if trying not to talk and then I heard the yelling and gun fire again. “Get down.” Os pushes me down and starts to fire. I try to look around but he is blocking my view from everything. He grabs my arm and starts to pull me. We are running down a hall and into a room. “Go over to that closet and get in there. I will come back for you just stay there until I come back. We need to clear the house.” I don't want him to leave me. “I can come with you, please don't leave me here.” He cupped my check and kissed me on the lips.
“I'll be back, now go hide.” He wasn't going to take no for an answer so I did what he said. I opened the door and before I closed it I saw him go out the other door and look back at me. It was as if time stood still in those few seconds because this time I didn't know if that was going to be the last time I saw him. All I can hear is yelling then gunfire and more yelling. I swear this goes on forever until silence. Should I go see what's going on? No Kelsey, stay hidden, I keep saying to myself. “Fuck it.” I say that I get out of the closet. What if he needs my help? I reach for the weapon of choice that I have and go to look out the door. I don't see anyone. I walk out and stay quiet as I start to walk down the hallway trying to be aware of my surroundings. I get to the end and look around a corner and see bodies all around the open space that I don't remember when we walked through before.
I start to walk around them and don't see anyone that I recognize. I start to hear arguing and notice a door that is cracked on the other side of the room. When I get to it I see Os and my father but something is wrong. Green eyes has a gun to the back of Os’s head and my father has a gun to the back of Mario’s. “I will shoot his brains out if you don't let him go.” Green eyes yells at my father. “Why the fuck would I care about him, Do it.” I try to keep my calm because what the fuck am I going to do? I start to look around and I see a gun by one of the men on the floor and grab it. I look back inside through the crack in the door trying to figure how this is going to happen.
Think Kelsey, Think. I look around again and see what I think is tear gas maybe. It at least looks like something I have seen in those action movies Sara makes me watch. I grab it and see the pin and pray that it's not a grenade. I wait another minute and pull the pin and toss it in. I turn away and just as I do it goes off with a loud BANG. I hear someone shooting rather than cursing. I wait another minute and look inside the door. All of the guys are down. Shit shit shit. I walk in quietly when the smoke starts to clear holding the gun that I picked. I walk over to green eyes and see he's sporting a gunshot to the head. That's fitting seeing as how he had the gun to Os’s head a few minutes ago. I walk over the next body and see my father laying on the ground. I lean down and notice he was shot in the chest three times.
I start to choke up a little because now I have lost both my parents and am feeling some regret. I can't think about that now. I look more closely wiping a tear that is falling from my face when I notice there is no blood coming out of his wounds. I was about to get up when something grabbed my arm. I whip around the gun and point but it's my father, he's alive. Kelsey, are you crying for your dear old dad?” I push out a little laugh and just look at him. “Don't make a habit out of this ok?” I say to him but when I go to turn I see a gun pointed straight at me and it's Mario.
“You and your father think you can get rid of me? I am Mario Riggs, No one can get rid of me.” My father tries to put himself in front of me but I push him back, he has done enough. I go to stand and the fog is still clearing but I can make him out. Then I realize I'm not scared. “You dont scare me Mario. Everything that has happened in my life up until now is all because of you but you did scare me.” I start to walk towards him. “You killed my mom.” another step. “You took away my father.” another step. “I blame you for the loss of my daughter.” Another step but with that one his eyes widened. “But you will not have me, If you kill me now just know it will be me allowing you to do it, not the other way around.” With one last step I have his gun right on my head. I am breathing calmer than I have ever before but I close my eyes and I hear it, the pull of the trigger but there's no pain, no hurt, no fear, just silence. I realize that I can open my eyes a second later and look in front of me and see Os standing there with the gun in his hand. When I glance to the floor I see his father with a pool of blood forming around him. When I look back up I realize that I can't hear anything. Os comes right to me and grabs me. I can't do anything else other than wrap my arms around him.
“It's over baby, It's over.” I start to cry and dont even mean to. We stood there, Just standing together as I remembered my father. “My dad.” I point to where he is still laying on the floor. We walk over to him and help him sit up. “Bullet proof vests usually come in handy on days like these but it still feels like I was hit by a bull.” I smile sweetly at him. Maybe we can have that relationship that he wants. Only time will tell.
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Don't Forget About Me
Misterio / SuspensoKelsey has spent the last 5 years trying to remember what happen that night which feels like forever ago. Then a handsome stranger comes into her life with some truths that she realizes she may not want to know, or does she? Osvaldo has lived a life...