Kill or be killed

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"Raise your arms!"
He yelled as he blew another punch to my stomach.

"You motherfucker!"
I yelled throwing the gloves off and punching him in the jaw.

Hunter stumbled back a bit before catching my arms.
But I quickly kicked his legs dropping him to the floor.
His arms didn't let go of mine and he dragged me along with him, causing my body to collapse on his sweaty one.

Both our heavy breathing could be heard.
I wanted to get up but my body was aching too much.

"You are such a cunt.."
I whispered as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"You're the one who can't fight me properly"
He said pushing me off.
I rolled to the side and he grabbed my arm harshly yanking me up.

"Ow!"
I groaned as he picked my gloves back up.

"Now fight properly"

~

Two weeks passed.

And nothing has changed.
I constantly had this bad feeling about something.
But couldn't pin point it.

And I didn't want to tell anyone just incase they think I'm going crazy.

"Veronica"

My door opened and Hunter walked in.

"What?"

"Ace and Mars got into a fight again. Control your fucking dog"
He said while i chuckled.

"I don't need to control anyone. Your men are provoking mine. Especially Mars"
I said as Hunter rolled his eyes.

"It's been a year-"

"It doesn't matter how long it's been. Your Mafia has terrorised mine for years. Even before I became leader. The blood has already been shed.. you can't change the past..." , my voice broke out into a whisper and Hunter sighed sitting on the edge of my bed.

"It's been a year Veronica..."
He said.
Referring to what happened the night.

How can a year go by so fast?
It felt like yesterday.

The day came back into my head, the day Hunter saved my life..again.

*

"Veronica!"
Hunters voice yelled from afar.
My vision was hazy as blood was filling my clothes and leaving a massive pool around me.

My hair drenched with it, my hands fully coated with it.

All I could do was lay there in pain and wait.

Wait for what?
A man to save me?

Death never felt so near..

My breathing was becoming worse and his voice came closer and closer.

But the only thing I stared at.
Was the knife laying besides me.

I could end it all now
The pain
The misery

"Veronica!"
His voice was now next to me.
Gave me hope.
But for what?

"Fuck.."
He whispered as he cupped my jaw softly.
I looked into his worried eyes..
It was the first time I saw softness in them.
Something pure.

He quickly took his jacket off and wrapped it around my waist.
Tightly wrapping it around me to at least stop the blood.
But it wasn't enough.

It had been at least 4 minutes.

No one else had realised but him.

"Fuck sakes Veronica why do you always end up like this"
He said before putting his arm under my head and the other under my legs.

"It's gonna be okay.."
He whispered before lifting me up.
A groan left me but he was quick to get back to the mansion.

Running inside he took me to his room and placed me down on his bed.
Immediately removing my shirt he wiped the blood away again and again before he tried to close the wound.

I had passed out from the unbearable pain while his whole bed was coated with blood and he was sweating while trying to save my life.

It was just a stab wound in the end...

~

My eyes slowly opened as sunlight shone in my eyes.
A loud slam of the doors made me shake a bit as I looked forward.

Hunter stepped in looking extremely stressed.
He didn't notice I was awake yet, he walked over and placed the backside of his hand to my forehead while searching for something.

Finally looking at me he noticed I was awake.

"Here"
He said pouring in some liquid medicine into the bottle cap.
His hand went to my head and back and helped me sit up without bending too much.

Bringing the lid to my lips, his finger went under my chin slowly lifting it up while the other poured the medicine in my mouth.

The bitter taste made me gulp away and he brought water to me.
Drinking it, I looked down and saw I was just in a bra while I had a bandage wrapped around my waist.

"How long have I been out?"
I asked, also looking at the drip in my hand.

"Two days. Your Mafia almost killed me thinking I did this.."
He said taking the drip out and putting a plaster on it.

"I thought you would go into a fucking coma because of a heartbreak"
He said while I rolled my eyes.

Now it was silent.
I didn't know what to be more sad on..
The fact that he had to save my life and go through all that trouble. Or that Sanchez stabbed me..betrayed me.

After so long of protecting him.

"I sent out men to look for him..."
He said meeting my eyes.

"But so far we've found nothing. He's run away without a trace"
He said shaking his head.

"I told you from the start. Not to trust him. That he's trouble, he betrayed me..you think he wouldn't do it to you?"
Hunter said making me feel dumb.

I already regretted it so bad. His words weren't helping.

"I watched him stab you...and I've never felt so much rage in my life.."
He said as if he was confused on his own words.

"When I find him I will torture that motherfucker. For what he did to me and you"
He said.

I stayed quiet as he sighed and stood up.

"You need a shower. You reek of blood and I need to change these sheets before they get maggots. I had to sleep on the fucking floor.."
He said walking to the bathroom while muttering under his breathe.

I rested my head back wanting to say 'thank you' to him.
But the words just never came out..

*

"Thank you..."
I finally whispered out.
His eyes narrows to me as he tilted his head confused.

"For saving me that day", I swallowed up my pride just to say this.

"You're a year too late you know" , his cockiness makes me want to punch him.

"Someone will find him eventually. Sanchez can't stay hidden that long.."
Hunter said before leaving the room.