Chapter Twenty-Five: Rather Be Killed By You

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Isabella pov

I park the car in the apartment's garage and get out with a smile on my face. The dinner was so beautiful, it was all I ever wanted. I lock the car and turn around but freeze in my steps when I see Carl standing there with a gun in his hand, pointed at me. Everything hits me, his words "Danielle will send someone to end you if you leave"

"I thought you promised me you won't be the one she sends," I say. "I never said I promise, and this is my job, Isabella," he says, his voice is so cold. "how did you find me?" I ask confused and he chuckles coldly "we tracked your phone," he says "I told you Danielle will find you and she would want to end you but of course you had to leave" he hisses and I chuckle "you don't get it to do you? Carl, people were dying because of me and I couldn't handle that!" I say my tears coming down. "It is our fucking job Isabella!" he yells and I shake my head " I did not want that job and you know that" I hiss, you can see how angry he is.

I look to the floor and sight, those past months have been hell. I lost my boyfriend who is a father, people died because of me, Met Carl and actually fell in love with him, the only good thing is seeing my parents and being with them. Maybe if I let him do it, nobody will get hurt. James won't be able to do anything. I snap my eyes at Carl and whip my tears away harshly " do it" I say and he frowns and just stares at me "I said fucking do it! I am sick and tired of this, and if this is how my life is gonna be then I rather be killed by you" I hiss. Carl takes a deep breath and shoots, I freeze waiting for the pain but nothing comes. He missed, he never misses what the hell!. I snap my eyes to him to see him putting the gun behind his jacket "I told you to fucking do it!" I hiss at him my tears coming down, he walks up to me and hugs me, I start sobbing and hug him back immediately.

He pulls away and sights "why didn't you do it?" I ask him as he whips away my tear. He looks at me and shakes his head "I couldn't" he says and let's go of me. "but I can" a voice says. A sharp pain goes throw my back and I feel my self not being able to breath "NO! ISABELLA!" I hear Carl's voice "Angela what the fuck!" were the last words I heard.

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