39. What Needs to Be Done.

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                                                                               M I K E

"This is bullshit!" He was shot! I watched him fall to the ground and I saw red. I don't really remember what happened next until handcuffs were being placed on my hands. Never mind that I had been shot myself. All I thought about was him. "Get me the fuck out of here!" 

"When you cooperate then you can go...for now." I will punch you! I don't give a fuck who you are. I need to know he is okay. 

"Bryan was shot! Does that not mean anything to you?!" He winces when I mention his name and he should. "I need to know how he is." He's all I have left.

"I'll get you an update as soon as I can. Now I need you tell me everything and I mean everything. This will determine on what you will be charged with."

I didn't have a choice! I was lied to. I thought I was doing everything to save my brother! It was all a lie. He was dead and not a damn thing I could do to bring him back. "Fine! I'll tell you everything then you need to get me to see Bryan. I don't care what happens to me. I just need to know he is okay." If anything happened to him, I will not be able to live with myself. He deserves a happy life. I love him enough to let him go if I have to or have no choice in the matter. "Do we have a deal?"

"You really do love him. Even after all these years." How could I not? I was hooked from the first time we met. "I want to fucking hate you." Well, the feeling is mutual. You took care of him when I couldn't, even if you lied to him. You kept him grounded as much as you could.

"I would have died for him, but I didn't save him." That will eat at me for the rest of my life.

"You killed four men that night." I'd do it again even if I do not remember it. Just to get my hands on Romano. "All our hard work and Romano is dead."

"Did I kill him?" Shaking his head I am almost disappointed I didn't.

"Between the gun fire he had multiple stab wounds as well. He died this morning. "

"Then why the fuck am I here?!"

"Because this organization hasn't shut down yet, just because he is dead. One falls someone else takes his place. They will be after everyone who betrayed them." That means they could go after Bry again. As reading my thoughts he nods his head. "They can go after him, but I think they will be targeting you even more. You were in this organization for years." Not by choice. "So, I need you to tell me everything."

I told him everything, from the moment I woke up five years ago until I got my memory back, until George recruited me to get the evidence.

"I'll do what I can to help you out." Why? "Because I owe Bry that. He deserves it after what I put him through. I was there when you weren't." Again, not by choice! "I saw how your 'death' was slowly tearing him apart. I took advantage of that but then..."

"You fell for him." I don't know why I am talking to him about this.

"Who wouldn't." He's right about that. 

Bryan has been dealt a shitty hand, but anyone could fall in love with him. I couldn't remember him, but I felt something when I tried to fight it. Then the memories flooded back, and I felt like my old self for the first time in so long.

"Something that should have never happened, but it did. I don't regret it, just how I hurt him." I get it I do. His phone rings and when he answers all color drains from his face. "We'll be there." We, who's we? Taking the cuffs off my hands he grabs my hand and leads us out of the interrogation room. "Hurry the fuck up!" I would but I have been sitting in that room for over twenty-four hours!

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