Dire {h.s.}

26

Ava Manakova

In life there comes a decision that you have to make, and whether or not it can affect your future, you never know which is the best choice. He wants Victor, this man that I was intended to seduce, dead. And although he's hurt me within the first night of meeting him, not that our introduction hadn't been planned, it's still a choice I myself cannot make. I don't want to kill anyone, I don't want anyone's life taken away because of me. I don't think there's anything in the world to ever leave me no choice but to kill someone.

It may not mean anything to those around me, but killing someone is a big deal. I know that any ordinary person would agree with me on that, but Niall, Liam, Zayn, Louis, and definitely Harry, most certainly don't. Death to them is the ending solution of their enemies. It's their escape out of life threatening situations. And although that may be the case in emergencies, those situations occur on the usual with them, to the point that considering them as emergencies would be far-fetched.

And as I sit on the edge of this bed, waiting for the answer on what to do next, I can't help but wonder what it would be like for them to do the right thing. They don't need to kill him, despite it being ordered by him, they really don't need to succumb to an answer like that. Death and violence runs through their blood, and I'm slowly beginning to get used to it, which scares me the most. There's so much of it surrounding me everyday, ever since I was taken by Louis, and it's terrifying. I don't want to grow used to it, I want to fear it, I want to be so distrubed by it that the mere thought of it sends chills up my spine. And although it does, there's a part of me that, with how much I hate to admit it, wouldn't blink an eye at a conversation about death.

I hate what being under their control is doing to me. It's not changing me, but it's getting me used to things that my past self would be horrified to be around. And although I want to escape, there's not much I can do unless I want to end up dead in the ground with the others.

"He said to kill him, so do it!" Liam says, sending violent eyes towards Victor, who's pinned against the wall by Zayn and Louis. He struggles against their grip, his pockets empty of weapons as they lay on the ground at his feet from Liam discarding him of them.

"I didn't do anything!" Victor says, "I barely touched her!"

Louis presses his strength against him harder, getting angry now. "You almost killed her," he seethes through gritted teeth, his blue eyes blaring of anger. "If we didn't come back here in time, she would've been dead!"

"Just do it before he thinks we failed." Niall says, getting annoyed.

Why are they hesitating to do it? I already know what's going to happen, they already know that they need to kill him under his orders. So why are they stalling?

I clear my throat, "Can I leave for this part?" I interrupt.

"No," they all say in sync, making me back down. I won't win in making a decision for myself in this situation, not that I expected it to go smoothly.

"Just do it!" Niall groans, getting really annoyed now.

Liam sighs and takes his gun out from under the waistband of his jeans. He aims the gun straight up at him, cocking it back to prepare its bullet. Victor immediately turns away, not ready for it. I immediately look away and cover my ears, not wanting to hear this––

The sound of a phone ringing makes us all freeze.

"Niall, it's your phone," Liam says, noticing the flash storming in Niall's pocket. Why does he have the flash on?

He sighs and shoves his hand into his pocket before pulling out his phone, he takes one look at the screen and his eyes enlarge ten times their size with panic.