Chapter Twenty-one

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Sinead stops in her tracks and I do the same, I'm two meters from her. "Run home little girl. You can't stop me."

"This is over. You've lost. Your men have been defeated. Christopher has been defeated." I shouted.

"No. No! I cannot lose. I won't. I get the power. I get my revenge. I get to win."

"Your dad didn't even cheat. He was meeting your mum's doctor. Your mum was sick. They didn't tell you to protect you. Just give it up. You've lost."

"I don't care. I won't ever lose. You've been a pain in my side ever since I met you and I'm finally gonna end that pain." Sinead pulls out her sword and I ready my own. Sinead charges at me screaming and waving her weapon about. She attacks me but her moves are sloppy. She's a skilled fighter but these attacks are all over the place. She's allowing her anger to fuel her. This gives me an advantage. I lunge forward and slash at Sinead's arm. Didn't take long before she sent me some karma and gave me a black eye. She held her sword high into the air and brought it crashing down. I blocked it with my sword. "Give it up little rat." Sinead screamed.

"Never." Sinead uses a stud on her bracelet to cut my wrist, they're sharp, and I loose grip on my sword. It drops to the floor and she quickly goes to penetrate hers into me. Fortunately, I react even quicker and manoeuvre left narrowly missing death. My wrist is throbbing, she cut me deep. I pick up my sword as I wince in pain. Why did she have to get my dominant hand? It doesn't take long before she's trying again. She hit my sword at just an angle that both of our swords went flying. I frantically tried looking for it but can't see it anywhere. Where's it gone? Please don't tell me I've lost my dad's sword. Sinead wouldn't give me five seconds to look before we're fighting but hand-to-hand combat this time.

Sinead's punching me left and right and I'm doing the same. We're both kicking each other as hard as we can. As we're fighting we're slowly getting closer and closer to the cliffs edge. I can hear the waves violently pummelling the rocks below. Sinead's getting angrier by the minute but also losing energy quite quick. My leg's high in the air ready to kick her across the face, when my other foot fell into a pothole and my ankle went sideways. I fell on my back and Sinead wasted no time climbing on top of me. She pulls a dagger out of a holster above her boot. "I've been wanting to do this ever since I met you," Sinead laughed.

"I'm not going to give you the satisfaction of killing me." I stated as I used all my strength to kick her in the back. This sent her flying over me and off the cliff. I slowly got up and cautiously made my way over to the edge. I peeked my head over then screamed in fear. Sinead managed to grab a hold of the cliff edge. She popped up and grabbed my ankle. I wasn't expecting it and it scared me so much that when she grabbed me I lost my footing and fell down.

I quickly reacted and grabbed the cliff edge. Sinead lost a hold on the cliff but still had a firm grip on my leg. I try pulling myself up but she's weighing me down. I don't have the best upper body strength so I don't know how much longer I can hold on. All of a sudden, I heard Ashton and Brandon shouting for me. "Help!" I screamed, panicking. "Help!"

"This is all your fault. You ruined everything." Sinead stated.

"We can both get out of this, just grab the ledge." I said as I once again tried pulling myself up.

"No. This is your fault. You killed me." She replied as she did something I wasn't expecting. She let go of me. She started falling and it's like everything is happening in slow motion. "Sinead!" She let go. Why did she let go? She fell and the waves ate her up. What just happened? I just killed her. I killed Sinead.

Ashton and Brandon reached the cliff edge and pull me up. I slowly catch my breath and my heart slowly stops racing. They both pull me in and hold me close. I start crying. "She's dead. Sinead's dead."

Ashton strokes my hair and says, "it's okay. You did what you had to. It's over. It's all over."

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