camouflage

chapter 1

*this will begin right after chapter 31 so it's just as if the epilogue never existed*

Cameron laughs and replies "I believe he did." Marcus pulls a knife out of his back pocket and opens it up. Light reflects of of the blade as he presses it to the love of my life's skin. He drags the blade down her cheek and I can't help but repeat "stop" over and over again until my breath runs out. Marcus lifts the blade and looks at me, he then slashes the blade across her face. In this moment I could not ever encounter a physical pain that would balance the feeling I have in this moment. I don't care about my own life at this moment.

I push my arms as far away from my body as possible and use every amount of strength I have to break the wires binding me to the chair. Once I break free I instantly run to Samantha to see if she is okay but before I reach her I feel a bullet rip through my chest, a familiar feeling and as I fall to the ground my life literally flashes before my eyes and I see my sister, my mother, father, brother, I see Samantha and then I see nothing.

Sam's POV

"NOOOOO!" I scream as loud as my voice allows. I watch Grayson fall to the concrete floor, blood soaking his shirt and forming a puddle next to his body.

"Grayson are you okay!?" I cry hoping and praying he answers but instead I am greeted with chuckling from none other than Marcus. Tears stream down my face as I try to struggle against Marcus' men. "You know you have a lot of blood on your hands." I tell Marcus in a strained voice which will be completely gone in a few minutes.

"Indeed. All in good cause." He assures me sitting down and crossing his legs, putting his ankle on his knee and resting his intertwined hands on his thigh.

I snarl at him and my vision flashes red from anger but glance at Grayson's body laying helplessly on the hard ground, that sight makes me weak. "What did he do to you?" I ask weakly pleading for an answer. Blood continues to pour from the slash in my face and soaks my neck and chest. Marcus' eyes flash with something that I can't decipher, not guilt or remorse like any sane person's would, something unfamiliar on his face... fear? My question lingers in the air and as I await his answer it all begins to make sense. The look of vulnerability in his eyes starts putting the puzzle together.

"Oh my god you were afraid of him weren't you." I say in disbelief. His eyes shoot up to mine with an expression that tells me I am completely right. "You felt threatened by him and his brother, he by himself is more intelligent and lethal than you and 20 of your best men are together and you didn't like that. Did you?" I ask my tears now dry but the pain has not faded.

"No. of course not. I can kill you right now without blinking." he tells me with another one of his famous smiles but this time it isn't the same, he looks almost vulnerable.

"I have no doubt that you can or that you will but I just want you to know that you are nothing compared to him and you never will be." I spit.

"Do what you want to her, I'm going to get dinner." Marcus says to the men holding me and in return they squeeze my arms harder causing me to wince.

"You are a coward!" I scream as Marcus touches his hand to the door handle of the exit door.

In one quick moment he turns around and pulls a gun out of the waistband of his jeans and points it to me but all at the same time the door whips open revealing Ethan and 2 guys whom I have never seen. Ethan shoots Marcus before he had the chance to pull the trigger and the men holding me let go to grab their weapons but not before one of the guys next to Ethan fired two bullets one right in the center of each man. Cameron shoots at Ethan but it misses by a foot and Ethan's friend quickly took care of that... Ethan rushes over to me and takes my face into his hands.

"Are you okay?" he asks looking worried. "What happened to your face!?" he asked frantically running his thumb over my cheek lightly.

"I'm fine don't worry about me go help Grayson!!" I yell and get up off of the ground. Ethan and I both run to where Grayson is laying.

"Help me pick him up!" Ethan yells to the 2 guys that are with him.

"Jamie go help Sam." Ethan instructs the blonde one. I don't need help, Grayson does. "Jamie" walks over to me and asks if I am okay in which I reply with "I'm fine" as usual. Right now I feel no pain because of the current adrenaline pumping through my veins and all I can think about is saving Grayson, if that is still possible.

As quickly as possible we all load into a big van and the tall dark haired boy that goes by the name of Robbie takes the wheel and speeds off with Jamie in the passenger seat and Ethan and I in the back tending to Grayson.

"We need to stop the bleeding." I say as I press on the the wound using as much pressure as possible.

"deja vu?" Ethan lightly laughs but stops immediately because neither of us find much humor in the situation so the car becomes silent.

"Let me check his heart beat again." Ethan says and I nod feeling slightly sick to my stomach at the thought of his heart stopping. Ethan reaches his head down and presses his ear to Grayson's chest. He waits for a few seconds which feel like hours and then brings his head back up.

"It is there but it's very faint." he sighs and I begin to cry again.

"I can't lose him Grayson. I can't." I say keeping the pressure on his wound.

My watery eyes fall on the healing wound from the last bullet encounter. "You need to stop getting shot." I whisper to Grayson knowing that he can't hear me.

"I'm going to go give Robbie directions." Ethan says sliding the van door open and going into the front part. I nod and turn my attention back to Grayson.

"Don't you die on me." I whisper and press my lips to his forehead.

"I love you."

:) heyyy hope u liked it