We Had A Bulletproof Love

Give Up The Fight

*Scarlett's POV*

"Scarlett, I can't believe you still have that." Marc said, pointing to the golden key around my neck. "How could I leave it behind? Come 'ere guys, I'll show you my secret hide-out that's not-so-secret anymore." I giggled, my spirits lifting. I led them out the door onto a small prairie, then into what could be mistaken for a fair sized cave.

I closed my eyes, remembering every footstep I once took in this very spot. Without opening my eyes, I reached my hand out so it'd come to contact with the rock of the cave, then walked my fingers into a small slot to which my key fit perfectly in. I put it in the keyhole, and opened the small door.

Marc shook his head, a small smile on his face. When we walked in, I grabbed the lighter at my back pocket. Then, I looked for the wax candles I'd always left by the door way, about to ignite them.

But something else stopped me.

The smell of second-hand smoke came to my nostrils, my cat-like senses helping me. Reaching for my switch blade, I quietly flipped it open.

"No need for that, honey." Her icy, drunk-on-crazy voice hissed near my ear. Fer had found us. But where was Tony?

"Scarlett!" Tony screamed out, his voice was laced with pain. "What the fuck did you do to him?" I asked, feeling Jaime and Marc pull me back as I began to charge at my ex-friend. "Oh nothing much. Fixed him a bit for you. I heard what he did after he found out you were a neko," she cooed, her soprano voice ringing in my ears, plastering each word on my heart, "how unfair."

I heard Tony's strangled cry. "I'm so sorry Scarlett. I should've-" Fer cut him off. "Shut up!" I felt her long hair brush against my cheek, meaning Tony was somewhere behind us. Then, I felt Vic's calloused fingertips on my own hand. He was shaking in fear. "It's okay, we'll get out of this." I held his hand in the darkness. I began to slowly move, not making a single sound.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no you don't." Fer slapped me across the face. She had something sharp that had cut my cheek, and I realized I wasn't holding my blade anymore. I fell to my knees, bringing Vic down with me. "Anyway," she turned on a light, revealing a chained up Tony.

He was cut on the forearms, his cheek and eye were bruised, and he was crying. "Tony!" I ran after him. Fer, out of nowhere, lashed a leather whip at my feet, making me trip. The four guys stood huddled in a corner, all eyes shocked and stricken with fear.

"Didn't," Fer whipped my exposed back, "I," whip, "tell you," whip whip, "to not move?" Whip.

I was bleeding, my back was covered in open wounds like lines in the sand. I felt the burning sensation take over my body. Fer went over to the small group.

Tony caressed my cheek the best he could with his chained hand. "I'm so sorry, I should've never left you." Then he saw Fer walking towards his friends. "Scarlett, on the table, there's a gun."

I nodded, and kissed his lips. "I'm sorry, here..." I used the golden key to unchain him, but he was too weak to even sit up. "I love you, Tony." I said, and crawled to the table. I knew what would happen when that gun was in my hands. But I had to make sure Tony walked out alive.

  Even if it means I have to die.

  ×Tony's POV×

"Scar?" I whispered as she began to crawl towards the table. WHY DID I EVEN MENTION THE GUN?!! She finally reached it, and balanced it on her right hand, aiming at the back of Fer's head.

"Nope." Fer turned from her torturing Marc, and drew her own gun from the back of her black pants.

I watched in horror as she aimed at Scarlett, and two gun shots were heard.

  Fer laughed, and sank to her knees, the red hole on her forehead dripping with blood. Then she fell, her brown eyes fading into death and her wicked smile never leaving her face. My heart almost felt pity as she looked up into the cave roof. "Evan," was her last word.

  Vic held his hand to his mouth, and in the faint light, I could see tears dripping down his tan face. Jaime was too shocked to move, Mike was burying his face into Marc's shoulder. Marc had eyes the size of the moon, and a chocked sob came from his throat. All eyes were on Scarlett.

When I turned attention to my beloved, I felt my heartbeat slow down. It was like time stood still, the way it did before, like the first time I saw her. But this was different. Her blue shirt was torn up on the back, her bones exposed.

She clutched her blood red stomach, and then I realized, the second gun shot had come from Fer's revolver.

And it had hit Scarlett's stomach.

I rushed to her side as she fell over, a small smile on her lips. "You knew this was gonna' happen?" I whispered, unable to catch my breath. "Yeah, but it's okay Tony. Hey, hey, it's okay." She softly whispered, her breath coming uneven. I knew it was too late, and we were too far away into the forest to get near a hospital in less than an hour. But my heart refused to hear.

"You're gonna' be okay Scar," I chocked out, "we just have to put pressure on-" I pressed my hands to her wound, my tears mixing with her blood. "Tony. Tony, stop. It's okay." Tears fell from her fading eyes.

I pressed her forehead to mine, sobs escaping from both of us in the fading lamp light. "I'm so so sorry Scarlett." I cried. "Don't apologize. Don't. I love you Tony." She began to cry harder, and I watched her eyes slowly begin to close.

My heart raced against time. "No. NO! Don't you close your eyes Scarlett!" I chocked out. "Don't do this to me!" I took her shoulders into my trembeling hands, and shook them. "Please, I love you, Scarlett, please don't leave me..." I trailed off as Jaime and Mike pulled me away, and I finally because aware of everyone's sobs, and of Scarlett's faint smile, and watched her last breath go as she stared at something beyond to cave ceiling.

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So how much do you love me? This is the last chapter by the way. I did not give you a head's up on purpose. I think I did on my wall, but it's not like anyone reads those anyway. I'm so happy I got to finish it