Enemies On The Mission [b.barnes]

Part 17 - Hurt

James's POV

The door's locked and I can't hear anything inside the room. I knock a few times but there's no answer.

Please. Please be okay.

I can't loose her too.

I take a step back and kick it a few times before the doors lock breaks and the door flighs open.

Alexander is unconscious on the floor.

I take a closer look and realise he's dead.

His neck is snapped.

Marcella is standing above him holding a knife coated in crimson, I rush up to her and when I get a bit closer I realise she has a huge cut down her torso.

Her eyes flick up to me and she takes a step back holding up the knife in my direction. I stop where I'm at and look at her in confusion and concern.

"Tell me its not true James," she says, emotion in her voice I've never heard before.

"What are you talking about, doll?" I ask.

"Don't bullshit me right now!" She shouts, shaking the knife that's still pointed at me. "Are. You. His. Son?"

Fuck, "Marcella-"

"Answer the fucking question Barnes," she says cutting me off.

"Yes" I reply calmly. When it comes out my mouth she steps back a bit like I just slapped her, "Marcella listen to me..." I say taking a few steps forward.

"Don't come any closer to me James. I will kill you," she says. I can see tears forming in her eyes and I fucking hate I'm the one who caused it.

I ignore her and walk right up the her until the tip of her blade is touching my neck with her arm stretched out. I continue forward a bit and the blade makes a small cut on me but before it gets deep enough to harm me she let's her arm bend so it doesn't go any further.

"What the fuck are you doing? You're crazy, I could kill you right now" she says as I look her in the eye. "I will kill you," she amends.

"He is my father Marcella, but this mission is real. I've not seen him in years and I am trying to kill him," I say calmly, a small drop of blood running down my neck.

"Then why didn't you tell me? I told you he killed my parents and you didn't say anything," her voice breaks a bit at the end but she doesn't let the tears flow out of her eye.

"Doll I'll explain everything to you I promise, but we have to get out of here okay? It's not safe and you're hurt," I say looking down at her side. It's pooring blood at an alarming rate and she's getting a bit unstable.

"No James! You're going to tell me now," she says pressing the knife a bit deeper.

"Marcella don't do this, we have to go-"

"Did you know he was in the room next to yours the night we met? Were you protecting him?" She asks.

"No of course fucking not. I promise you, I didn't know. Now we need to fucking go Marcella, you're loosing blood," I say a bit more urgently than before. I need her to be okay.

"Do you really expect me to trust you just like that James? You've been lying to me this whole time," she says.

"No I don't sweetheart and I promise you I'll tell you everything. But we need to go," I say. More of his men could be coming and neither of us are in a condition to fight.

"I'm not going anywhere with you," she says as more tears build in her eyes.

She keeps the knife held steady on my throat. If she decides she wants to kill me I wouldn't stop her.