A Dozen Roses(A Skylox Fanfic)

Chapter 36 For Him

((Thanks for all the happy birthdays!))

Chapter 36
Ty POV

"Fake my death? Do you know how difficult that is?" He snarled.

"They won't check your body. There just waiting for me to come out covered in blood. If they see you on the floor covered in blood they'll believe it."

He charged me and I dodged him letting the tip of the knife scrape my arm small drops of blood dripping onto the carpet. He caught me in a headlock and took the knife cutting the front of my shirt open.

I slipped from his grasp the remains of my shirt dropping to the floor. He had scraped some skin but not enough to bleed. I had bruises from hitting the wall.

He wrestled me to the ground and pinned me down with his body. He took the knife and dug the tip into my shoulder letting the blood run.

"How much blood?" He asked. I winced at the slight pain and pretended to struggle.

"A deep wound will be enough on me then I'll make it look like I stabbed you in the chest." I murmured. He dug the side of the blade into my shoulder and covered my mouth with his other hand as I let out a scream of pain.

He ripped the knife away and made one long slash across my chest ripping another scream from my lips.

My instincts began to run and I curled my feet under him and kicked him hard making him move back a bit. I rolled out from under him and stumbled to my feet. I was getting dizzy from blood loss.

I shuddered and kicked my foot up knocking the knife from his hand and scrambling to grab it. The blood was pounding in my ears and the handle felt cool against the palm of my hand. I drove the knife into his chest at an odd angle so it only pierced the shirt and scraped his skin.

"Nice angle" he hissed ripping away and clutching his chest where I 'stabbed' him. Small amount of blood where I scraped his skin was bleeding threw his shirt. I slammed him into the wall with my bleeding shoulder so blood smeared across his shirt. He honestly looked like he had been stabbed.

"I try my best." I backed up and swung my foot up kicking his chest hard causing him to hit the wall and crumble to the floor. I dropped in front of him and punched him repeatedly in the jaw shoving his body to the side. "I'll call in a few days time to let you know if he's okay."

He collapsed to the side his eyes closed and his nose dropping blood. He breathed slowly so his chest didn't look to be moving. He appeared dead.

"I'm doing all this for Adam."I whispered to myself. I stood up and immedantly hunched over clutching my chest. Blood seeped threw my fingers. I needed to get out of here.

I grabbed the guys jacket off the bed and pulled it on zipping it up. I washed my hands in the sink and pocketed my knife still dripping in blood.

Besides the bruise on my face I looked normal. Despite my body feeling like it was on fire I walked out of the room heading down the hall.

The stairs were brutal on me and I tumbled on the second step down. My body burned and went numb as I rolled down the stairs. Blurred vision, head pounding. God I could just lay here at the bottom of the stairs and never move again.

'A Solider Doesn't give up runt' I felt a sharp pain in my head as I forced myself to my feet. Ghost's words echoing inside my skull.

I stumbled threw the empty lobby and back out to the van climbing in the backseat. Once the door was closed the driver took away from the building.

It wasn't three minutes into the drive before I blacked out.

When I came too I felt a warm cloth being dabbed against my skin. I could feel bandages wrapped around my chest.

"Adam he's waking up." I heard Lachlan call as I opened my eyes. He was kneeling next to the couch where I was laid out.

Frantic footsteps came followed by Adam appearing into my field of vision.

"Hey" I croaked out. He smiled and knelt next to Lachlan beside me taking my hand and gripping it.

"Hey. How do you feel?" I groaned looking down at my wound.

"Like I got stabbed." Adam chuckled and squeezed my hand. I squeezed back.

"Well you didn't get stabbed." Lachlan exclaimed, "Slashed is a better word for it." I chuckled dryly and laid my head back closing my eyes. Adam ran his fingers threw my hair relaxing me instantly.

"What happened to you Ty?" He asked softly and I could hear Lachlan leaving the room.

"Ghost..sent me on a mission. Someone tracked us here so I had to..take care of them." For some reason I couldn't let the word 'kill' pass my lips. Because I hadn't really killed the guy.

"Do you know who the guy was?" I shook my head and forced a yawn opening my eyes.

"Not a clue. Can I get some sleep? I'm beyond exhausted." He smiled and nodded standing up.

"Lachlan says you really shouldn't move. So your sleeping out here, just call if you need me." I nodded smiling up at him.

"I love you." I felt myself say. The room was quiet and the air felt tense. Neither of us had ever admitted it out loud but I just felt the need to tell him. Did he not feel the same?

He smiled and leaned down pressing a soft kiss to my lips.

"I love you too Ty." God how I missed the feeling of his lips against mine. But I pulled away and relaxed against the couch as he went to our room.

After a few minutes of being alone I forced myself to sit up and look around. The house was quiet and I needed to get up. My phone was across the room plugged in on the counter.

I swung my legs around and onto the floor. My chest heaved for air and the pain rippled threw me again. Clutching onto the arm of the couch I got myself to stand up. I just needed to get the phone and text Ghost telling him the mission was a success.

I used the back of the couch as balance to make it most of the way across the room. The rest of it I carefully walked to until I was seated at the counter.

Zero missed calls and 1 missed Text messages.

Great. He did want my confirmation.

Is the task done?

I slowly typed back my answer before hitting send.

"Yes the task is complete. Ian Stapleton is dead."