Jake
It was so hard to handcuff Abigail to her bed but I had or she would follow me. I can't let her die, not because of my past. I couldn't live with myself if she had died. The thought of her dying makes a massive pit in my stomach. As I'm driving to Franco's warehouse, the uneasy feeling I get is like I forgot to say something to Abigail, but I don't know what.
I pull up to their driveway and hop out of the car. I walk straight in the building, not caring what guards try and stop me. I slam open Franco's office door and see none other than Andrew, Ryan and the man himself, Franco Rossi. My blood starts to boil just seeing, my best friend, in this room with him, possibly making a plan to stop me or take me down. I've had enough of him taking me down, it's getting annoying and frankly, I can't wait to kill all three of them. Knowing killing Andrew will be hard but I can get through it.
"What a lovely surprise." Franco says and stand up to shake my hand, I back away out of his grasp.
"What brought you here today, grump?" He asks as he sits back down.
"Well, Franco if you must know, I came here to kill all of you." I smirk at all of them and then when my eyes land on Andrews, I glare at him before returning my focus to Franco.
"Oh, you did know?" He asks, cockily.
"Yes, yes I did. Got a problem with it?" I ask, more cocky.
"Well, you have tried this before and failed every single time. So I doubt you will succeed this time." He crosses his arms across his chest and leans back in his chair.
"See this time, I have nothing to lose. So," I say and open my coat and show him the bomb, "this is how I will be doing this." I look at Andrew and he looks scared.
"Are you crazy? You have Abigail, don't you?" Andrew exclaims and I tense up.
"You, you shut the fuck up, Andrew. You have right to speak to me, you're a traitor to me. Abigail is none of your business, since you helped keep her hostage when Ryan dumb ass took her." I yell at him and he doesn't back, he steps towards me.
"Fuck man, you're blowing my cover. I did this for you, I pretended to be on his side and double cross you. I had no part in taking Abigail, that hurt me to see her there because I know how much she means to you." He says and I can't form a sentence.
He was playing Franco and helping me?
"You what!" Franco roars and slams his hands on his desk.
"I should of fucking known, fuck!" He yells again and pulls out his gun and loads it. He points it towards Andrews head and I quickly throw my bomb and it lands in front of Franco and Ryan. I hit the button but it doesn't work. I notice the one of the wires is loose and before I can fix it, Franco points the gun at me and shots my leg. I drop down on one leg and groan. Andrew pulls out his gun and fires. He manages to hit Ryan in the shoulder and Franco in the foot.
"Fuck!" I roar but don't stop my decent to the bomb, I make it and manage to fix the wire. I stand up and Andrew helps me to my feet. Franco fires shots at us, hitting me in my lower back and Andrew right in the middle of his back and we both fly on the ground. With the little strength I have, I hit the button and everything explodes. The blast send Andrew and I further into the warehouse, with rubble falling on both of us. Andrew is in so much pain. I know that I'm not going to make it when I start losing air. I start gasping for air. Only then do I notice the pipe lodged in my stomach. Sad thing is, I can't feel anything. I only hear, groans of people, sirens and another voice but I can't make it out. The last thing I think off is Abigail and her beautiful face.
***
"Will he survive?" Someone's faint voice says in the background.
"He is in a very critical condition, ma'am." I slip back into consciousness.
***
"Let me see him, please." A girl screams.
"Miss, you can't go in there, the doctors are busy and you're not family."
"I'm his only family." He voice breaks and then I slip back in consciousness again.
***
"Get a doctor in here to do their fucking job. He's dying, the machines are going off." A girl screams and cries. I hear people rushing to me, at least I think. I can't move or even feel my own heartbeat, that's when I know, I won't make it.
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The HeartBreaker
Teen Fiction"Why are you here?" He roared as he punched the wall. "Because I care." I said almost breathless. He was intimidating and I was intrigued. "You shouldn't be here, Abigail. Just fucking leave." He spat and it hurt but I wasn't going to leave, not aga...
