How Long Will I Love You.

Chapter One.

Looks like you have a job to finish:

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The sound of the gun echoed through the air.

The shivers ran down my spine, as the air suddenly got colder, causing the hairs on my arm to stand up.

It felt like my heart was going to pierce through my chest from the intensity of its beating.

The worst thing about right now?

My hands were empty.

I was in complete darkness.

But I was alive.

For the second time in only a matter of months the grim reaper was staring straight at me.

The gun was in my hands at the ready and I was supposed to die.

But something had happened, and suddenly it was like the world had stopped spinning and everything had slowed down.

Once again…another gun had gone off and I was still alive.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw nothing in front of me but I heard a laugh. A laugh that used to make me so angry I wanted to punch everything in sight. But yet this time, I sighed in relief.

I turned my head to the right and saw Derek at the door, his arms were crossed and he had a gun hanging from one of his fingers. No…he had my gun.

I opened my mouth to shout multiple profanities at him until I realised that now really wasn’t the best time, so I closed my mouth and continued staring.

His side was leaning against the door frame and his usual smug look was across his face, teamed with a raised eyebrow.

“Looks like you have a job to finish” He told me, cocking his head in a direction in which I followed.

My eyes widened at the sight of Joe lying on the floor in front of me, blood seeping through his shirt and onto the floor. Derek had shot him in the side. A wound bad enough to make Joe not want to move, but not bad enough to kill him. Derek shot him there on purpose, so that I could finish the job.

It took a few minutes of just looking at him to take everything in. It eventually clicked and I kneeled down and took the gun from Joe’s limp hand and stayed beside him for a few seconds “I never lose, Joe” I snarled before standing up and aiming the gun at his head.

My hand was surprisingly steady, and my grip was tight. I was tired. So fucking tired of everything, but I knew when I pulled the trigger, it would all be better. It wouldn’t be perfect, let’s be honest. I’m still a criminal, a murderer…a gangster. But the worst of all my nightmares were the past, haunting me again and again over the past three years. The hell in my head would be just that. In my head. Because he would be gone. Joe would be dead. In the pits of hell where he belongs, he would be in a place where he can’t hurt me anymore.

I was just about to pull the trigger when I heard his voice yell “Wait!” I turned my head to see Justin walking over. You could tell he had been crying and that he was tired. The bags under his eyes were heavier, and his shoulders were slumped as he walked.

I automatically felt guilty. So fucking guilty. He wouldn’t be in any of this mess if it wasn’t for me. He could have left it in the past, back to the night that he helped Joe. He could have left it there, and forgotten about it and moved on with his life. But life is never that easy.

Justin stood in front of me, so close we were touching whilst slowly moving his hand over mine that was holding the gun “Time to finish him off” He whispered, a grin appearing on his face. I smiled and nodded, then we both turned our head to see Joe still lying on the floor, he hadn’t even tried to move, but this time he had a weak smile on his face. I had no idea why, there were so many reasons. But tonight I realised, he was more messed up than any of us could have guessed. Maybe he was smiling because the madness would stop.

I took a deep breath and heard Justin’s voice beside me “We always win” He said it slowly, his voice was deep and beaming with pride as the pressure of his finger was against mine and we pressed the trigger together. The gun went off, and once again there was silence.

It was done. Joe was finally dead…he was finally gone.

After a few seconds, I started laughing. At the same time Justin started laughing too which only made me laugh harder. Then Jason joined in, soon followed by Derek.

Justin let go of the gun and I did too, making it fall to the floor. I turned my body to face Justin whilst the laughing carried on.

“It’s all over now babygirl, it’s all over”

The laughter stopped when Justin’s lips met mine, and already I could feel the tears beneath my eyelids.

Feeling the warmth of Justin’s lips on mine was something I thought I would never have again. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I’m still alive with my fiancée, my brother, and seven months heavily pregnant. Oh and also, my soon to be brother in law…who I used to hate just as much as the guy lying dead on the floor, but because he has now saved my life, I guess I should like him just a little.

We pulled apart and the tears started to fall, Justin leaned his forehead against mine, closing his eyes and cupping my cheeks with his hands. I closed my eyes and wanted nothing more to be as close to Justin as I could get. But unfortunately, having a child grow inside of you gets in the way, literally.

“Promise me…never ever fucking do anything like that again” Justin’s voice was croaky, he’d started crying too. I let out a sob and nodded “Promise me Pia” Our faces were a few inches away from each other now, but the warmth of his hands were still on my face. The way he said those three words made me want to promise him the world, but even I knew that deep down I shouldn’t promise him anything that concerns me and death. The only thing I could ever promise him, was to love him forever. Because I don’t have a choice in that. I will love him as long as the stars continue to shine in the sky, as long as the waves will run up and down every beach in the world and I will love him long after the earth starts spinning. Everything we go through together, even just waking up in the morning beside him, makes me realise that our love is forever. It is infinite.

So I decided, and I smiled, and held out my little finger. He smiled back at me and hooked his little finger with mine.

“I promise”

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WHY HELLO THERE.

Yes I am back, and god damn have I missed writing. This is only a short chapter, because it seemed right to finish it there. But short chapters aren't usually my thing, they will be longer in the future!

But anyway...SURPRISE. Pia is alive, don't kill me for the cliffhanger ok.

So yeah, hope you liked it and continue reading the sequeal to Justin and Pia's life, and if you did like it...Vote? Ok, just press that little star after you finish reading...Please :)

Goodbye loves! :)

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Ed Sheeran - Photograph.

"Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes. But it's the only that that I know. When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes, it is the only thing that makes us feel alive...

...Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul, and it's the only thing that I know, know. I swear it will get easier, remember that with every piece of you, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die."