Problems (Sequel To Bad Blood)

Her Final Mistake

Cayla's Pov

I walked across the street to the park, knowing at least one of them had to be there. Even when I was working for them they always had some sort of guard watching their main intrest at all times.
And then I say them. Kaya and Daniel, standing over by a couple of trees talking. I marched over to them and pulled out my gun.
"Take me to him, now," I demanded. Daniel looked at me and scoffed.
" Well well, isn't this a surprise. Cayla Hemmings, the traitor. How's the husband," he asked. Kaya just laughed wickedly.
"Still alive, if that's what you're wondering."
"No doubt by the handy work of Doctor Gustin," Kaya scoffed.
"What can we help you with, tratior?" Daniel asked, crossing his arms.
"I need to talk to Nick. Now," I demanded. The two of them exchanged a look.
"Fine. I'm sure he'll be glad to see you," he said with a smirk. "But that has to go." He gestured at the gun in my hands. I reluctantly tucked it on the back of my pants.
"Fine. Lead the way. "
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"So. Cayla. My once amazing worker. How can I help you?" Nick asked, pacing infront of me. We were ontop of one of the taller buildings in London.
"I want to know who shot my husband. And I want to kill them."
"Are you sure your want to know? It may shock your poor little... well, I would say heart, but we all know you too well to believe that."
"Who shot my husband?!" I shouted.
"Fine. If you must know, then I'll show you." He nodded over to Daniel who walked over to the door, grabbing someone and pulling him up. "Meet our new little spy inside of your 'alliance'," he said as Calum came out. I felt something sink inside of me. "I'd let you kill him, but where would the fun in that be? He's proven to be far too valuable for that. So far anyways." And then he did something that I really should have seen coming... wuth a loud bang, I felt a ripping pain in my knee and I fell to the ground. He shot me.. the pain was absolutely agonzing. "Now that you know Calum ditched you losers, you have to go. We can't have you telling the others he's betrayed you, but before I kill you, I'm going to make you pay for what you did... if it wasn't for you, the others would have never found out where we were keeping their families. We would have never lost our leverage, and my uncle would never have been killed by that unbearable little bitch, Caitlyn. You ruined or plans. Made us turn into this." The placed his foot on my injured knee and stepped down, causing me to shout out in pain. I looked over at Calum who just sat there watching, wishing he would help. "Do you remember the days Cayla when you enjoyed torturing those prisoners? When you would go into their cells every night and babe them scream in pain? Have you ever told your husband that you were the one that kidnapped his mother in the first place? That you were the one that came up with the plan to kill her? That every single night, you would inflict so much pain on her, that when we finally did kill her, it was mercy?"
"Go to hell!" I shouted.
"Oh don't worry, I will. And I'll meet you there." He flicked oped a knife and dug it into the thigh of my uninjured leg, causing me to scream out. "It isn't fun when the table's turned. When you're the on the wrong end of the blade." I just started crying as he pulled it out of my leg. "Tell me Cayla. How did it feel, knowing that Luke, your darling husband, blamed you for the death of his mother? Could you just feel the guilt eating away at you from the inside? Almost like a knife, cutting its way out of you?" Suddenly, he plunged the knife into my abdomen, and I could hardly breath. This went on for what seemed like firever, and the only thing I could think of was Luke and the countless times I had hurt him. And that's what hurt the absolute worst. Eventually I couldn't move. I could barely hear what Nick was saying to me. Every inch of my was covering in some sort of gash or cut. I looked back over at Calum, blurred through my tears and reached my arm out to him.
"P-please," I begged. "M-make it stop. J-just emd it...." I couldn't hear what was going on, but I saw Nick hand Calum a gun before walking off of the roof with the others, leaving the 2 of us alone. He came over and kneeled next to me, brushing hair out of my face.
"Cayla I'm so sorry," he said. His voice sounded hollow and distant. It took all of my strength to focus on his words.
"Calum.. please. Kill me. Just kill me. A-and tell Luke. Tell him that I l-love him..." I saw a tear slip down Calums cheek, before he nodded and held the gun up. The last thing there was was a loud bang, followed by a never ending darkness.