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Emma's POV

"Go get me another glass of wine you slut" Nash said as he got off of me. I wiped the tears that were on my cheeks and got up, putting on a fresh, oversized shirt that reached mid thigh.

As I went downstairs, I felt the cold floor underneath my feet, reminding me of death and how close I came to it earlier. He had his hands wrapped around my neck, squeezing the life out of me because I wouldn't comply to his 'needs' or at least that's what he called it.

I hesitated for a moment before running to the door, but before I opened it I saw several guards outside. I slowly walked back to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine for him. An idea popped into my head as I rummaged the cabinet for the one thing I desperately needed; poison.

No not for me of course.

I walked back upstairs, into Nash's room with a bounce in my step. As I looked around, he was no longer there. I heard his voice coming from the room next door, which was his office.

As I entered the room he motioned for me to put the glass on top of the table and to sit. I quietly listened and took a seat farthest away from him.

"Jack, there isn't any possible way to make his body look like a bullet didn't penetrate it. I'm suggesting a closed casket for the sake that his family's gonna be there" Nash said while pacing.

Someone died?

After a short pause Nash replied " yeah ok. Well I gotta go but call me if you need anything. I'm sorry for your loss I know Nate was like a brother to you." before ending the call.

"Who passed?" I asked while Nash grabbed the poison infused wine glass.

"You don't know him. Name's Nate Maloley." he shrugged before taking a sip.

"This tastes weird" he said before dropping the glass on the floor and collapsing. His body shook violently while he coughed up blood.

I ran downstairs and outside to alert his bodyguards and after a few minutes more came, this time with paramedics and a body bag.

Jack's POV

"Emma what are you doing here?" I asked when I saw her enter my office.

"I missed you" she chuckled.

Nash probably dropped her off early to deal with the funeral. Such a good guy.

"Come here" I said as I motioned for her to sit on my lap.

"He didn't hurt you too bad?" I joked as I put one hand around her waist and used the other to caress her face.

"No sir" she replied, licking her lips.

I glanced at them before looking back up at her. But this time instead of her I saw Reina.

"Why'd you do this to me Jack?"

I pushed her away from me and heard a loud "OW". Shaking my head I looked down and saw it was just Emma.

"I'm sorry" I said while helping her up "just go to bed ok?"

I ran past her, down the hall to Reina's room. I knocked a few times, but after no response tried to open it. After realizing the door was locked, panic struck. I kicked the door down and ran into the room.

She wasn't in bed and the window wasn't open, so she couldn't have jumped. I slowly walked towards the bathroom door and tried to open it. Locked again.

I kicked it down with so much force the room shook. Reina was in the bathtub, face down, not moving.

"Reina!" I yelled and grabbed her, laying her on the floor. After a few failed attempts at cpr I called for Madison.

"Please help me it's not working!?" I yelled frantically.

She kneeled over on one side of Reina and put her hands on top of her chest.
"You blow and I push" she said.

I kneeled next to Reina and put my lips onto hers.

"Okay blow" and after I did Madison would push her chest down.

After a minute of this process Reina gasped and sat up, coughing up water.

"Fuck, Madison I don't give you enough credit." I said while Madison patted Reina on the back, helping her get most of the water out.

"Why'd you do that?" Reina asked, panting.

"Why'd I save you?" I asked getting frustrated

Reina shook her head and laid her head on Madison's shoulder.

I sat next to them and scoffed.

"Maybe because I fucking love you and because I'm trying every second of my life not to make you miserable but I fail just by existing and I wish that'd you'd understand that I regret what I did because Nate was a brother to me and I hate to say this but I killed him for you." I said in one breath.

She looked over at me and smiled.

"I wish you died instead of Nate"

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