𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎

Chapter 59

Vince's POV

I'm at Mick's office waiting by the telegraph. I hope I get any message from her. Mick just came in with a cup of coffee. Damn, I'm impatient. I hope she's okay. If I find out that he has hurt her I'll kill him.
"Hey, don't worry. She's a strong woman."
"I know, but..."
"You miss her right?"
"Yes. I really do."
"I'm sure she can do this."
"I hope so." As I take a sip of my coffee I hear sudden sound from the telegraph.

"...- .. -. -.-. . --..-- / .. - .----. ... / -- --- .. .-. .- .-.-.- / .. .----. -- / .. -. / -. .. -.- -.- .. .----. ... / -.-. .-.. --- ... . - .-.-.- / - .... . / .- -.. -.. .-. . ... ... / .. ... / .---- ....- ....- ...-- ..--- --..-- / ...- .- .-.. .-.. . -.-- / ...- .. ... - .- / -... .-.. ...- -.. / .. -. / ...- .- -. / -. ..- -.-- ... .-.-.-"
"We got the address, Vince."
"Tell her we're there by 9pm."
".-- . / .-- .-. --- - . / -.. --- .-- -. / - .... . / .- -.. -.. .-. . ... ... .-.-.- / .-- . .----. .-.. .-.. / -... . / - .... . .-. . / -... -.-- / ----. .--. -- .-.-.-"
"- .... .- -. -.- / -.-- --- ..- .-.-.-"
"Alright, I think that's it. But we must not forget that Tommy's there too."
"I know Vince. We'll get him as well."

As I stay in front of John's cell he suddenly got up and came to me. He seems somewhat calm.
"Hey, John. We're gonna bring your boss here. We know where he is."
"I guess Moira finally sent the message, huh?"
"Yeah, and then you, your boss and Tommy are going to jail for life."
"If you ask me, I don't care. I'm really tired of this."
"Really?"
"I've seen so much blood and guts on my hands. The smell stinks so bad I can still smell it. I wanna puke. And the gross part is, I can't close my eyes without seeing the faces of the people I had killed. They're haunting me. Their souls want revenge. They want me in prison for life."
"Well, may the Lord have mercy on your damned soul, John."
"By the way, Nikki may seem evil, but he's not as evil as me. He's like a cruel teddy bear that's been torn apart"
"I'll keep it in mind."
I hope I'm talking with him for the last time. I still remember how he slaughtered that woman in front of my eyes years ago.

Nikki's POV

Me and Tommy are in front of my closet. Maybe Moira's going to unlock the door if Tommy talks to her.
"Hey Moira, it's Tommy."
"Tommy who? Tommy Leopold or Tommy Lee?"
"I know you're mad at me. Open the door."
"Is Nikki there?"
"He's here. But since you don't want to talk with him, he called me."
"He fucking killed your wife, aren't you supposed to be mad at him? Or you're involved too?"
"I swear Moira, I'm not involved in this. I really loved your sister. Don't you think I'm suffering as well?"
"Why should I believe you?"
"You have your reasons to distrust me. But when it comes to Stacey I'm serious."
"Moira, please open the door."
"Leave me alone, Nikki."
"Man, maybe you have to be somewhere else than here." I'm useless piece of shit.
"Alright, alright. I'm outta here."

This is too much. She doesn't want to see me anymore. I'm tired. I'm really tired. Yet another dream is fading away. My life has no meaning at all. I had to kill myself when I got the chance. Why am I still alive? To suffer from my insanity? Maybe I should go to some psychiatrist or something. I'm out of my mind. I ruined everything again as I always do. I'm a fucking failure. I don't even care about myself anymore. Moira is everything to me and I almost killed her. What happened with the promise I made? I swore on my life I would never kill her and now she's in pain. Maybe I should give her some distance. But no way in hell I'm letting her go. I can't go a day without seeing her face. I got so obsessed with her it's killing me inside to know she doesn't want to see my face now.

Moira's POV

"Tommy, is he there still?"
"He went downstairs." Finally I can get away from this fucking coffin. Or heroin chapel.
"Moira, your neck-"
"I know."
"Nikki is really messed up."
"What about you? Aren't you as messed up as him?"
"I don't kill people. I just make business."
"And lie about your personality."
"It was my parents idea to change my name. Yet my uncle made my life kind of easier. But the fact that he loved me more than my parents is even greater."
"What was your uncle like?"
"He was weird like Nikki. Maybe that's why Nikki took his business. They have similarities. But my uncle was wiser. And also he had no woman by his side to drive him crazy."
"Wow."
"Nikki just can't understand even himself at some point. Like, how the fuck did you end up with this mark on your throat?"
"He got a call from John. He said he had got arrested."
"And as a detective you got triggered."
"Not only triggered. I got really mad. I mean, John poisoned my sister and then..."
"Shh, it's okay."
"When I started shouting at him, he began to cry."
"Hah, pathetic crybaby."
"Then he got angry. He pulled out a gun against my head. He told me I had took it too far, but I asked him if he was sure."
"Then what happened?"
"I called him Frankie."
"Again? Oh wow, you really got some guts."
"He almost blew my skull, Tommy."
"Whaaat? But he said he could never kill you?"
"He raised the gun above my head just in time. Then he dragged me here and gripped my throat."
"This son of a bitch."

"Tommy, I have a question."
"Go on."
"If I told you that there's gonna be arrest tonight, how would you react?"
"You contacted them, huh?"
"I'm sorry, but I had to."
"You know what, you're not the only one who wants to see Nikki in jail."
"But you're gonna be there as well."
"I think I can go through this. I really want to see this motherfucker in jail."
"You used to be best buddies."
"But now we're not. He killed my wife. Well, your sister. You know how I feel, right?"
"Yes, I do. But you can keep the arrest a secret, right?"
"I promise I will tell no living or dying soul who may be around."
"Thank you." My Stacey knew what she was doing when she married him. So sad she's not here.