I thought we had more time..
I needed more time..
I take in a deep breath as I hear glass shattering around the house followed by more bullets. I see Amelia scared as she tries to hide it with the smile she flashes at Damien. To which Damien shakes his head and gives her a forehead kiss before shooting a few bullets and motioning us towards our room.
He hands me a gun knowing about my expertise in shooting but I can barely register what's happening in the moment.
Everything happens before my eyes but I can barely react Kane comes and guides us to the room, the whole house gets put on lockdown buying us some time and now here I sit in this dimly lit safe room as Asteria sleeps with her head on my shoulder and a tear stained face.
Amelia sits on the bed silently staring at the wall beside me not wanting to break the tense silence that exists in the room. I sit in front of the fire place with my daughter watching the flames dance knowing that my brother and my husband might as well be fighting death right now.
This has always been the worst thing about me.. I stopped expecting long ago and with all my hopes crushed I just sit in silence assuming the worst to make the result look a bit better than the orignal.
I hear a sniffle and I get out self misery realising how terrifying it must be for Amelia. She is still adapting to it and I don't think I deserve to drown in self pity right now. So I get up and place Ria on the couch making her comfortable with a few pillows around as I walk towards Amelia after making her comfortable.
She looks at me with an expression that looks identical to my thoughts
She's losing hope..
I might be an well trained assassin but I don't want her to end up like me, especially when it's a version of me I sincerely hate. I give her a smile as I do what I wished someone could have done to make me feel better all those times I swallowed my tears and numbed all the emotions that a person is privileged to feel.
Feeling are a privilege believe it or not.. you might not believe me but that's how the story goes you know? It's never fair..
I hug her and that's all it takes for her to break down in my arms completely. Sobbing her heart out she lets her brain stop working for once and just grieve. Honestly speaking? I don't know what she has gone through that broke her like this but from now on I swear on every fibre of my existence that I will protect her like a sister should.
I rub her back as I whisper to her that's it's going to be okay while she nods her head trying to calm down as time passes by. She catches her breath as I bring her a glass of water and a few tissues only to get a small smile from her.
"I'm sorry honestly I don't know-" she sighs "I'm not usually like this I just don't know what came over me..I mean this wasn't the first impression I wanted you to have of me.." she smiles a bit.
I chuckle a bit as I say "Oh trust me babe if you dealt with my 'Im the almighty' husband then you already have a great impression on me! And not to forget my unfortunately slow brother I sincerely apologise for him."
She laughs a full blown laugh as her eyes full with a bit of life again. This makes me laugh as well bringing out a genuine smile amongst this chaos.
I must say Damien won a lottery..
The laughter dies down slowly and I find the perfect question to ask her as I smirk.
"Sooo..you and Damien huh? Not bad but I do wonder where he got the guts to propose?"
She giggles as she says"Trust me you don't wanna know.."
"Well I'm pretty serious darling tell me all about it!" I say winking at her.
She laughs again and says "Well Kane threw a knif-"
"HOLY F- SHIT! Oh god don't tell me I swearr what am I gonna do with that guy ughhhhh"
She chuckles at that and says "That's me everytime Damien says something!" We both look at each other and laugh again. That's exactly how the rest of the hour goes with us talking about the brothers and joking around.
I know a third person might think we are crazy with our husbands(Amelia's to be) lives at risk and us crackling jokes in a safe room. But that's why I guess they say that ignorance is a bliss. So what if we pretend to be delusioned for a little while, we both are still aware of the truth but sitting here and worrying our asses off won't help them fight any better.
Infact I would have gone along with them if Kane hadn't made me swear on him which makes me again wonder..
What am I gonna do with this guy?
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Under The Assassin's Protection
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