The Revenge

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Emma's pov

We were now in a huge... living room surrounded by guards at every corner. I wiggled in Luke's grip and asked him to put me down, he did so and I took his support to stand up. I heard noises coming from the other side of the room and looked confused at a pale Luke.

Suddenly a voice boomed in the room and I turned around to face a very angry Noah glaring at Luke, blood covering his shirtless body. Oh god, he's hurt.

"You son of a bitch!" he yelled. Oops. The beast was put. I smiled at him and his eyes softened, I lost my balance under his firm gaze, luckily Luke steadied me.

"Hands off. Now." Noah shouted, possessively. Luke gulped and I bit back a laugh. Luke is not dangerous; he is actually a very cute and shy gang leader.

Noah's eyes zeroed on something towards our left and his widened what? Soon he was running at full speed in our direction yelling, "Move!"

With a thud his body collided with ours and then two shots were heard. Please, no.

Guards ran towards the direction of the sound, as Luke instructed them.

Noah's body felt heavy on mine as blood gushed out of his back, where two prominent bullet holes could be seen. He forced his head to see me and smiled weakly at me as tears streamed down my face.

"Are you crazy?! Why?! Noah!" I yelled, as his grip on my waist tightened. Luke stood beside us, shock written all over his face.

Noah ignored me and turned to face Luke, "hey buddy. I guess your revenge is over, take care of her for me. Protect her. Please. And forgive me if possible." His voice vulnerable.

"I'm sorry, I forgive you." Luke mumbled not meeting his eyes.

"You idiot! Call an ambulance!" I butted in.

Noah looked at me, and croaked out "it's useless, I had to die anyway, and I don't have anything to live for."

"No! You have me! You need to live for me, Noah" I choked as I slid down to the floor, his body in my arms.

"Hey, listen to me. Take care of yourself, keep safe. Don't get into troubles." His grip on my hand tightened as his eyelids became heavier.

"Come closer," he mumbled. I did so and he put his bloody hand on my cheek, pulling me closer. Then, he left a soft kiss on my cheek and whispered breathless, "I love you, Emma. I love you. Don't forget that."

With that, his body felt limp in my arms as I screamed and thrashed, "you're ok. Breathe. Just breathe. Open your eyes. Come back. It's ok. It's over now. Don't do this to me. Please. Come back."

Soon, I was teared away from his body as the paramedics took him away. I struggled against Luke, all for nothing. He didn't listen to me. He left. He left too. Argh! Why?! Why always me?!

I hugged Luke tightly and cried my heart out as he comforted me.

Sometime after, I passed out.