One and Only

Chapter Seven

*with her teeth, Layla removes the cloth blocking her mouth. She screams and curses and screams some more. With Justin sitting there, watching her*

J:aw. I knew you'd figure it out. You're so smart. 😍
L: look, can I just call Brennen and let him know I'm alright? Cause you're not gonna kill me right? Cause if you are, let me say goodbye.
J: wow. this broad really thinks I'm STUPID! (laughs hysterically) get up. We're going for a drive.
L: I ain't going no where with you
J: awwww you say that like you have a choice. Let's go.
*Justin grabs Layla and pulls her to his red Lamborghini and she unwillingly sits in the front seat*
L: (thinking) this nigga really has the nerve to flaunt me around like some kind of fucking trophy.
*As Justin is driving, Layla realized that they are in her neighborhood and now, ON HER STREET. She saw Brennen cocking a pistol and putting it in his holster.*
L: FUCK YOU JUSTIN!
*She punches Justin in his throat and hops out the moving car! Brennen hears all of the noise sees a crashed car, Layla limping, and Justin still in the driver's seat. Brennen runs over to Layla and gives her the biggest, tightest, most embracing hug ever*

B: oh my god, Layla! Oh my god. Oh my god. Are you okay? We gotta take you to the hospital! Do you want me to carry you? What happened to you??
L: Holy shit! Okay. I don't need the hospital. Just an aleve and an ice pack. Second, yeah, yeah you should probably carry me. And my crazy ass ex fucking kidnapped me.
B: oh really. Is that his bitch ass in the car??
L: Yeh but yo. Don't kill him. Please just call the police so he can go
B: nah fuck that. He needa know his replacement is.
*He walks up to the wreckage. Justing climbs out on his hands and knees. Blood dripping from his head and arms. He looks up to see a 6'3" man hovering over him, with a pistol on his left*

B: listen, Justin, idk what the fuck you think this is! But I'm afraid I'm gonna have to kill you.
*he takes out the gun and cocks is*
B: I don't know you. But from the looks of it, this is the only option cause I can't be worrying about you coming back here fucking up our date and stressing me the fuck out.
J: (shaking and whimpering) p-p-please man. Don't kill me! I don't wanna die!!!! I'll back off!! I PROMISE. IM SICK! I have schizophrenia. I don't take my meds!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! OH MY GOD!
* As Brennen is about to pull the trigger, Justin's face relaxes and he seizes up. Then his body relaxes again. Justin falls face first into the pool of blood. No pulse. No nothing. Justin had a brain aneurysm right on the spot*

L: Brennen, is he okay??
Silence
L: (voice breaking) please answer me. Is he okay?
He is just staring at the lifeless body.
L: (sobbing) BRENNEN PLEASE. TELL ME JUSTIN'S OKAYYY. OH GOD.
B: He......he.....he's dead.
*layla falls to her knees. After everything she's been through. This monster that terrorized her. Abused her. Haunted her since the moment they met was gone. Relief and grief hit her at the same time. Brennen sits on the concrete and Layla cries in his lap*

L: He was sick! It wasn't his fault! (sobbing) oh god!
B: Come on. We should go inside.
*He helps her up but she's still screaming*
L: He didn't deserve this! I didn't want him to die! I wanted him to get help! AHHHH😭😭