The strength to resist

Chapter 13- Time for murder

TW: death

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What should I do. Should I fight? Should i listen to Arthur and wait for help. But when would this help come? Will they ever come?

I was thinking through my escape but every scenario ended with me being captured again.

The three girls led me outside to people who were sitting in rows in front of an slightly elevated stage where Ezra and another guy was standing.

He looked down on his subjects and then his eyes shifted to me. He looked satisfied. He got everything he ever wanted.

The music started playing. And everybody looked at me. I think they expected me to walk down the aisle but I didn't move. I couldn't.

Ezra's eyes darkened. So Angela took my arm and led me to the stage. I tripped several times on my feet. I bet I looked ridiculous. But this was the least of my worries.

I looked around the crowd. How many contented themselves with this misery they call living? And how many of them were oblivious of who Ezra really was?

„We are gathered here tonight celebrate boss' and Darcy's wedding..."

I couldn't listen to him. And then in the front row I noticed Arthur. And he was alive. His right eyes was a bit swollen but he could sit.

And next to him there was Amelia. She smiled at me to give me strength. But her eyes were glassy.

At least they had each other.

"Darcy?" Ezra asked me.

"What?"

"Do you want to be my wife?" He answered.

I looked at Arthur and he nodded. Amelia looked down at her feets. I looked back at Ezra.

"Yes." I whispered shaking my head. Ezra looked satisfied.

"And you boss, do you take Darcy as your wife?" the other guy on the stage asked him.

"Yes." Ezra took my hand and put a golden ring with his initial on my finger.

"You may kiss the bride."

"Wait!" shouted somebody from the crowd. He stood up. Jacob? "You didn't even ask if we object."

More and more people stood up who held weapons in their hands. And then there was more shouting from behind. Hope sparked in my stomach.

"What are you waiting for!" screamed Ezra at his people. In this moment chaos broke out. People were starting to fight. 

"They are too many. I think they came with the masked. It looks like the traitors and the masked teamed up." Said a boy who was sitting in the front row two minutes ago.

"So? We are going to crush them either way." Ezra stated.

Nicholas. That day. This means that I really saw my brother. He was one of the masked and somehow, he learned that I was here. I wanted to run away while Ezra was not looking.

"You are coming with me." Ezra grabbed me by my arm and he dragged me away.

"Let me go!" I screamed. I tried to fight him of but he put me into a car and tied me up with the seat belt so I couldn't move.

"You have lost. Just give up." I screamed at Ezra.

"I don't lose Darcy. You will see. Everybody you love will die." He said with wild eyes.

He pulled up next to a tree house. He put me over his shoulder and climbed the ladder.

He slammed me on the floor between a chair and a table. And then he walked around the room and mumbled to himself. He did this for a long time. He has gone completely crazy.

"Where is Arthur now mh? Forget about him. You see how I am the only one by your side?"

"It is because you kidnapped me! Come to you senses. I don't want to be with you."

"But you are MY WIFE" He screamed. I flinched. He lost his mind. "Why can't you love me like you love Arthur?" He asked kneeling down. If only he knew that I only had eyes for Amelia.

"I am going to make you forget about him." He stated. He leaned in trying to kiss me.

But we were interrupted with shouting.

"They are here!" I heard Arthur say.

Ezra jumped up. He looked around, grabbing his head with his hands. He hesitated but took out his knife from the holster and looked at it. "If I can't have you no one can."

And in this moment I understood what he wanted to do.

He picked me up bymy arm and aimed for my heart. But I fought him off and threw the chair at him. It made him fall and he lost the knife. But he grabbed me making me fall with him.

"Darcy!" shouted another voice outside. I think it was Jonathan. They could probably hear us fight. "We are coming!"

Because Ezra was stronger than me we turned around and he was on top of me. But the knife was too far away. He would have to stand up and loose the advantage of me being pinned down. But he tried to reach the knife never the less.

Weirdly I didn't panic. My mind was never so clear. I accepted my fate to die like this. To die now. This isn't how I imagined how it was going to go but I hadn't imagined a bomb exploding and killing all the adults either.

But suddenly a very familiar voice screamed: "Fight Cece!"

When was it the last time that I heard my nickname? At first, I thought it was my subconscious or my guardian angel. But no. It was Nicholas. And now I was determined to see him again. After all this time I am going to hug him.

I remembered the knife I hid in my Sock. I was wondering how easily I  had forgot about it.

Ezra was so busy struggling to get his knife that he didn't notice me reach my socks.

The scary part is that I didn't even hesitate. I stabbed him in the guts. He flinched and reach down. He pulled out the knife and fell down on the side. His blood was everywhere.

"You are going to hell." I only told him. I never saw him so defenseless.

"See you there." He whispered and breathed out a last time.

At that moment the door of the treehouse opened and Arthur, Jonathan and Nicholas rushed in. They hugged me tightly.

"He is dead." Jonathan stated. And then I realized what I just did. Maybe it was a mix of fear, of weariness, of relief but I started crying and shaking violently.