Defamation

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 *Mister's P.O.V*

"You need to kill her Oakland," I say to my brother. "I know what I need to do. I just, I love her Santiago," he replies. "Fine, let her live you asshole. She will never be able to leave this fucking compound," I yell at him. He smirks, "You've gone soft. What are we to do with this Charlie girl. She is too strong to control, she'll spark a rebellion," he says knowingly. I respond, "That's why we're going to get on a plane to go, so you can kill her." He nods, "You can't kill your own daughter, but you can kill your brother whom you grew up with," he asks. I punch him, "Yeah asshole," I say. He groans and punches me right back in the jaw. I groan along with him before standing and taking him to see Stanley. I sit down in a chair across the room and listen in on their conversation. "You know I'm married Mark," she asks him. He nods, "But you also know I killed him, so you're not really," he responds. She sighs, "You betrayed me, better yet you betrayed Charlie." He sighs, "She doesn't matter. You matter," he says. She gasps and slaps him, "She matters to me, so she matters to you. Get out, and don't ever fucking talk to me again. The sight of your face repulses me." I chuckle because she could probably take him in a fight and win. He turns away and slams the door on his way out. I get up to leave, but before I go she says, "You're worse than him. You probably told him to kill her for you. She's your daughter, the only tie you have left of her. You should disgust yourself." I walk out the door and think about it. My daughter, it's the last I'll ever see of her."You guys know I'm going to have to kill her," he asks yelling over the chopper. They just stare at him and they take aim, but he moves behind me. "You want to kill me, you'll have to kill her," he says. I look at Jake and mouth the words I love you. I look to Alyssa and smile weakly. Janique and I both know what I'm doing. I look to Harmonique and I yell, "You do what you're good at." I look to Ravenna, "You'll be the best fighter," I yell. We chuckle together before I slightly move my head over and Harmony shoots. I feel it go through my head, but I know it killed Oakland. I guess this is it, this is my last sentence. You should never forget the name, Charlie Winslow.