Romeo & Juliet ✅ Completed✅

Issues

Chapter 35: Issues
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As soon as those words left her mouth, I screamed. I screamed so loud, I almost started to choke.

"Shut her up!" She growled. Pulling out a knife from her waistband, she nears it to my throat. "Another sound and I'll serve your head on a plate to Romeo." She sneered, before stepping out of the room ahead of us.

Her goon roughly shoved me out the door. Every now and then placing a hand somewhere that it wasn't supposed to be. I refused to show any sign that it was a bother. I had already shown enough weakness, and now wasn't the time to show more just when I'm about to be saved.

I gritted my teeth as his disgusting hot breath fanned my cheek as he chuckled into my ear while grabbing my breast. "Romeo wouldn't mind if I took a little taste of you." He snarled, before shoving me once more.

From somewhere in the building, I could hear gun shots and yelling. My body was shaking in not only fear, but well...just a lot of more fear. I was so focused on not tripping that I didn't hear Aquafina curse and back into me.

"Fuck! They're coming!" She grabbed me from Xavier, "go stop them!"and rushed me into a dark room where she locked the door.

I couldn't really see her, but I could hear her harsh and heavy breathing in the room. Before I could try to figure out where exactly she was, my hair was pulled back sharply. I let out a pained scream.

"Shut the hell up!" She growled, pulling harder. "I'm going to cut all this beautiful hair of yours. And by the time I'm done with you, no man, not even Romeo, will want your ugly ass." She hissed, digging the sharp knife into my scalp.

I struggled against her, but that only seemed to make things worse. The sharp edge of the knife sliced through my hair, scraping off some skin. I could feel the blood rushing down the side of my cheek.  My throat was sore from screaming and my face was filled with streaming tears.

She stops unexpectedly and shoves me to the ground. "Pathetic. You're nothing more than a little whore. No girl that Romeo dated ever cared for him, only I did. And now you waltz in and act like you care, but you don't, you can't. Only I'm allowed to!" She sounded like a mad woman and looked like one as well.

As she continued rambling on, I kneeled there in my spot and thought about everything that's happened to me. Every hardship that I've been through. How I barely but somehow made it through all of them. Now wasn't any different. I wasn't going to lay here and be all weak. I've been weak for a long time and I'm starting to get sick of it. I want to be strong for once, I want to be able to stand up for myself, fight for myself. So what was holding me back?

With my head bent down, I looked around through the dark, trying to find something useful. Lucky enough, Aquafina was still screaming her threats at me and hadn't notice I was looking around. In the corner of my eye, I catch something underneath the bed beside me. How I figured out it was a gun? I have no idea.

I glanced up at her, watching as she flicked some hair over her shoulder. She walked over to the mirror behind her, looking into it and adjusting her bra.

I snort, rolling my eyes, as I carefully inch toward the gun. If there was no bullet in it, then I was out of luck. I reached out my hand, latching onto the smooth metal, quickly placing it behind my back.

She was still staring at the mirror, completely oblivious. I forced myself onto my feet. Pushing, and pushing until I was standing on shaking feet. I brought up the trembling gun, pointing it straight at her head. Other than being oblivious, she was completely self absorbed. Her whole focus was on herself, not realizing I had a gun pointed at her head.