The Billionaires Treasure

Chapter Thirty-seven

Their lifeless bodies lay around me, circling me as their blood seeped onto the concrete floor, their eyes open and lifeless; staring into my soul.

"No," my heart clenched painfully as I crawled along the cold ground, their blood warm as it touched my skin as their last breaths still filled my ears. Their dying breaths haunting me as I desperately tried to reach out to them.

The chains around me prevented me from moving further, bolted to the concrete floor as pain consumed me.

Antonio, he was beside me. Bullet wounds covered his chest as he bled out through the multiple holes. His lifeless eyes stared in my direction as his cold hand lay reached out towards me. Begging me to help him before his last breath.

The twins lay in front of me, nasty gashes on their bleeding necks as the blood poured from the wounds. They too were reaching out for me, trying to grab onto me as their life drained away.

Donatello lay behind me, his body twisted at a weird angle, his broken neck haunting me as his limps lay out of place. His eyes like the rest on me, staying open and lifeless as they cursed at me for doing this to him.

This was all my fault, they were gone because of me.

Their blood ran along the floor, pooling around me as my skin stained red. The substance almost burning my skin as my stomach clenched in pain, my chest aching as I screamed for my brothers. My dead brothers.

The chains pulled me down, heavy on my body as I tugged at the metal. My skin burned with the friction as my brothers blood stung my wounds.

"Don't leave me!" I begged, my body crumbling as all the energy drained from my aching limbs. My hand outstretched in hopes one of them would grab me, come back to life and be with me. The only people I loved all dead as emptiness filled the dark void within me.

"Please," I whimpered as I squeezed my burning eyes shut to stop the pain.

"Treasure," his voice was a mere whisper through the darkness as my eyes snapped open, frantically searching for the voice. My Darien.

"Treasure," my heart pounded, hope consuming my broken body as I desperately searched with tired eyes. Searching for the man I loved as I pulled at the chains.

"Darien!" I screamed, my voice broken and rough as I begged for him to come to me; to save me. To save my dead brothers.

"Treasure," his voice was firm as he appeared over the twins, his face menacing as I swallowed the lump in my throat. He styled the same clothes from the beach house, blood staining his top where he had been shot as I cried out for him in desperation.

"Please," I whimpered, watching the blood run down from his chest.

"I'm already dead, treasure," he smirked, blood staining his teeth as a stream ran out his mouth. Covering his chin before dripping to the floor as I screamed in horror.

Stalking towards me I reached for him, desperate to hold him one last time; my love.

Falling to his knees in front of me his blood dripped into the pool I was sitting in, adding to the mixture of my loved ones dead souls.

Reaching out my hand quickly I touched his face, the stubble rubbing against my skin as I cried in relief. My Darien wasn't dead.

"Darien," pressing his hand to my neck my skin prickled with his touch, disgust filling my stomach as he dug his nails into my skin. Piercing me as I let out a scream of pain.