Bloody hands

Chapter 10.0 I'm driving!

Selena's POV

Ryan picked my up bridal style and carried my to my room.
"Ryan!" I shouted.
"Na, na, na, amore, we don't wanna overwork you! You will blackout!" he told me and I put my hands on my throat, he should think I really was ill. He laid me on my bed.

"I will be here soon, I just need to do something important." Ryan explained and was about to leave when I asked him: "Could you send your mom up please, maybe she knows how to help me?" He nodded and only minutes after it knocked. "Maria=" I asked. The door opened and Mrs. Johnson entered.
"Did everything work out?" she asked. I nodded.

I grabbed the rope that I had hidden behind the closet and bound it to the railing, so I could slide down slowly.
After I was down halfway I head the rope snap a bit and looked up.
"Maria, the rope!" I shouted, but it was too late. The knot loosened I was moving to the ground way faster.

Fucking gravity.

Good to know that my humor hadn't left me. I was preparing for the impact of the ground, but it felt too smooth. Furthermore, it felt as if someone had dug a hole where only my feet and head were hanging out.

"Come on, Amore. We told you that Bernhard doesn't like it when someone steps onto the vegetable bed." I heard a voice whisper into my ear. I immediately opened my eyes and threw my arms around like a possessed turkey.
"Calm down, Angel." I heard another voice say and I knew that I had no chance against both of them. Slowly my feet were let on to the ground and I was able to stand. "Come, let's get inside." Jack said and pulled me to the house to sit me down on the couch on the living room.

"Selena, Jack and I had a talk." Ryan told me.
"Have you finally come to the conclusion that you are both gay and you don't actually want me?" I asked sarcastically.
"No, we are both bi, that we have known for a looong time. It's more about the way we have treated you. We are sorry and we want to show you that we are sorry." Ryan answered and grabbed my hands carefully to let me the chance to pull away. But I let him.

When I was thinking about the last months, then I had gotten used to this life. It would be nice to have some free space. First I looked at Jack and then at Ryan, and I began to think. I had to act before they changed their opinion again. I grabbed Jack's hand and leaned against Ryan's shoulder.

I had made my decision.

Selena's POV (10 years later)

"I'm driving!" I heard Jack shout.
"My car, my rules. I'm driving." Ryan shouted back. Around Jack's foot two children were running, his children.
"Papiiii?" Aurora asked, "When are we starting the trip?"
"As soon as your uncle gives me the keys." Jack answered and stretched his hand out.
"Why when I'm driving?" Ryan gave back and wanted to grab them, but they weren't where he had placed them

"I have the keys, I'm driving. Jack, go upstairs and check that all doors are closed. Ryan, get the children in the car." I said and opened the car. A little disappointed Jack ran back to the house and Ryan grabbed the children and put them on the back seats.
"Everything closed!" Jack shouted and wanted to sit shotgun, but Ryan held him back and wanted to begin another discussion on who was allowed to sit up front.
Sometimes I felt like I had five children instead of two.

"The cooling bag is sitting next to me. You two can sit in the back." I told them and slammed the co-driver door shut. Offended and sulking the two Johnsons made their way to their seats in the trunk of the car.

I checked if I had everything. Luggage? Check. Phone? Check. Purse and money? Check. Cooling bag? Check. Dante (Ryan's and my son)? Check. Aurora (Jack's and my daughter)? Check. John (Jack's and my son, and I can tell you, I didn't choose that name)? Check. To idiots in the back? Check. We could drive off.

Jack and Ryan had shown remorse. To the families of the people they had killed they send money and they had become better to me. I knew this was not perfect, but I liked my life this way. Still, sometimes I had to think about how it would have been if we had really managed to escape...

A/N: Second end.

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