There we was face to face stood in the middle of my apartment, blood pouring from both our bodies uncontrollably. I didn't know how much longer I could hold on, but I hated him, hated him more than anything in this world, and I had been trying to kill him for years never getting my way.
But now we were both on the brink of death.
"It's either you or me y/n, and it isn't going to be me" he weakly swings my way with his knife in hand, slicing open my stomach, making me hunch over in pain. I couldn't bare it anymore, as much as I wanted to see him on his knees begging for his life I had nothing left in me.
I swiped his foot weakly from underneath him, making his collapse on the floor next to me, dropping his knife across the room. We both crawl as fast as we can towards the knife, him unfortunately reaching it first.
He straddled my waist holding my arms and neck down as he raised the knife to me neck ready to end this never ending war we have had going on for 7 years.
I closed my eyes ready to accept my fate as I heard tiny little foot steps.
"Mama?" My son. Only aged 1 came wobbling our way, with a glossy look in his eyes, clearly waking up from all the commotion.
"It's okay b-baby, go back to b-bed" I whisper weakly trying not to let my neck scrape against the knife drawing blood allowing my son to see, despite the fact there was already blood everywhere, but he was solely focused on me and Ace who was on top of me.
"You have a son?" He asked, in which I replied nodding my head slowly, tears welling up in my eyes knowing I may never see him again.
Ace raised his head looking at my son alex, with a soft look, one I have never seen on the most ruthless killer in the world's face.
"Hey little man" ace got up slowly walking his way.
"Don't touch him, please, I'll beg, just don't hurt him pleasee!" I begged ace knowing my son is the only light in my life, despite the fact his father is a rapist, and I turned out to be the unlucky one getting pregnant from it.
Ace picked Alex up and he snuggled into his shoulder, ace slowly rocking him back to sleep. I stared at ace intently, trying my hardest to get up to get my son, failing miserably.
"Just take him next door, and we will finish this, just please don't hurt him" I sobbed, ace looking at me as tears fell from my face.
Little snores came from Alex as he slept soundly and ace placed him back in his room in his cot, limping slowly back into the room I was suffering in. He reached down brushing a piece of hair away from my face that stuck onto my falling tears.
"If only you knew how much I've wanted you these past few years y/n, that's the reason I've wanted you dead because a horrible person like me can't love someone like you." He looked down ashamed as my mouth fell open slightly.
He picked me up bridal style and carried me onto my couch, crabbing my first aid kit and cleaning me up.
"Why the change?" I ask hiccuping from crying.
"I couldn't do it.." he whispered.
"Do what?" I questioned.
"I couldn't kill you knowing a little life depended on you. Come home with me? I can't have you living in this dump with your child y/n, live with me?" He looked at me hope shining in his eyes.
"This dump is my home Ace" I looked at him more tears well I'm up in my eyes.
"You won't have to be a assassin anymore, risking taking your sons mother away from him every time you do a job, I'll support you I'll help you, I swear, please let me help you.." he begged.
"Okay, just..please don't break our hearts" I asked.
He placed his head to mine and promised cradling me in his arms.
I never knew my only hate would end up being my only love along with Alex..
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