A Match Made in Hell

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"Tell me what you want so we can end this conversation." I demand, though he doesn't seem to take it seriously and lets out a chuckle.

"Karl, get out of here, will you?" August butts in, finally moving from his position that he had stayed in for what seemed like 10 days. He's been standing like a bodyguard behind Alexander the whole time and it's starting to bother me.

"Stop interrupting, he's staying here." I shoot him a glance. "Tell me what you want or you're out of here, you have 15 seconds."

"Why are they all here?" He points to the bodyguards behind me.

"I asked them to be here." I shrug. "Eleven seconds, by the way."

"I want them out of here." He suddenly turns to Karl. "Him, too."

"If they're out, I want august and Beverly out."

He holds his hand out, a wide smirk planted on his face. "A deal is a deal."

I turn to Karl who's shaking his head no. "No fucking way in hell. I'm not leaving." I let out a groan, walking up to him as the bodyguards surround us whilst we whisper, just incase.

"I know you don't want to leave but you have to." I whisper in his ear. "I can protect myself, all the guns are in here, it'll be easy."

He lets out a sigh, finally giving in as he kisses my cheek. "Good luck," he whispers in my ear before making his way out the door.

I look over to Beverly and august, who don't seem to move from their spots. "Go." I whisper to them, nodding towards the door.

August glances at Alexander for and answer, which he nods to and august rolls his eyes, holding Beverly's wrist as he drags her out.

"Wait!" She suddenly shouts, slapping his hand away and making her way to me.

"Nick, I know you're mad at me and I understand that you hate me," she takes a deep breath, "but can you please atleast ask clay if he's up for a little talk?"

"What do you need to talk to him about?"

"Not that it's any of your business," she crosses her arms, "but, an apology."

I nod to Luke, who approaches me. "Get them out of here and ask this girl what she wants. Do it, but don't leave their side for a single second."

He nods, slowly pushing Beverly away. "This way,"

"Stay by the door, Noah." I hold him back, whispering in his ear. "Not that anything is going to happen, just incase. And please watch out for Karl."

"Got it." He says, following Luke as he steps out the door. I shut it behind them, turning to face Alexander who's got a wide smile spread on his face. "What do you want?"

"Let's make a deal, Armstrong. Shall we?"

I don't answer him, waiting for him to continue as I tap my feet on the wooden floor in annoyance.

"I'll pay you ten grand if you give me my sons back."

"Come again?" I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"I will pay you ten grand if you give me my sons back." He repeats.

"Sons?"

"I'll pay you 20 grand for Karl, Connor won't be that hard, though." He holds his hand out for me to shake, yet I'm still standing there in confusion trying to process what's happening.

Alexander suddenly pulls his hand back, gasping dramatically. "He didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

"Stupid fucking connor." He laughs. "Your little 'cassidy' decided he wanted to be a girl one day, did you know that?"

And suddenly, it hits me.

My face drops when I hear him say that.

What makes it worse is what Karl told me about what his dad did to him when he found out.

That poor girl.

"Of course you didn't know that, who am I kidding?" He throws his arms up in the air. "Karl probably never bothered to tell you about connor's little secret," he lowers his voice in the last part. "You know, since they're both, faggots."

"You are ill, jacobs. You're actually fucking ill."

"Don't call me ill when you're fucking my son." He suddenly switches his tone to a more serious one. "You think that's okay? And Karl, seriously? You're all a bunch of disgusting kids that haven't matured or grown up at all."

I turn away, biting down on my lip as I try to control the anger building up in me.

"What, you're scared to answer me? Did I knock some sense into you?"

"What do you want from me, Alexander? Seriously, all jokes aside. Hurry up because I want you out of here as soon as possible."

"I told you what I wanted, I want my fucking children back. Though it will take a lot from Karl since he'll start whining and whatev-"

"I'm sorry, you're trying to pay me so I can give him to you?" I blink. "He's not a fucking object, and he's an adult. He can make him own decisions without you interfering in his life, who the fuck do you think you are?"

"Listen, kid." He takes a step closer to me. "I'm a father, you will never know what that's like. It's not that simple, knowing your kids hate you to death."

"There's a reason they hate you."

"Take the money or don't, I'll find a way to take my children back home with me anyway."

"Yeah, and how will you do that?" I smirk. "And if I refuse to let you in?"

"I will kill you first, and then, trust me, I'll kill them. And I won't hesitate, you don't have a choice." He takes out a shotgun, pointing it at my head.

I do the same, pointing it right at his forehead. "Drop your weapon." He orders.

"Drop yours and I'll drop mine."

He doesn't listen, instead, he points it up at the ceiling and shoots, the sound of the gunshot echoing around us loudly.

"NOAH!" I suddenly shout, he immediately opens the door and enters, holding a gun to Alexander's head.

August comes in from behind him, attempting to shoot me but I move just in time, he ends up shooting a vase behind me as the small pieces of glass fall to the floor.

I shoot him back without looking, suddenly glancing up to see I've shot a hole through the door.

I pull Alexander by his collar, wrapping my arm around his neck and hold a gun to his head, August's eyes widen, yet he steps closer and points his gun directly in my forehead.

"Drop your gun or I'll shoot him." I threaten, my hand about the pull the trigger.

He hesitates, though he drops his gun to the floor in defeat.

Or so I thought.

I sharp pain in my back suddenly makes me scream out loud as I let go out Alexander, realizing Beverly stabbed me in the back.

"NICK!" Karl yells out my name as he runs to me. That's when I realise Alexander points the gun at me with his finger on the trigger, but Karl pushes me away just in time.

He gets up, pointing a pistol right at Alexander and shooting him.

The bullet goes through his chest.

"DAD!" august cries, immediately running to him and picking him up.

A soldier tries to shoot august, but the gunshot goes right through the window instead.

Everybody is yelling and screaming, running up to me.

The last thing I see before black is Karl's worried face, hugging my body as tight as possible.

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Very unnecessarily short chapter because I'm so bored and I don't know what to write and I know exactly what I'm gonna do after this and surprisingly already planned everything.

(Rank went down :(( #4 on Karlnap to #14)