Kill or be killed

Alive? How?

                     ~ Two Weeks Later ~

*BANG*

My whole body jerked awake with a gasp.
Only then I noticed how I was sweating and breathing heavily.
My heart beat was extremely fast as I gulped and threw my hair back.

"Love?"
Hunters raspy and tired voice called out.
I looked towards him and felt some sort of comfort.

He sat up rubbing his eyes and pulled me into his chest.
"What happened?"
He asked forcing himself to stay awake.

"It was a bad dream.."
I whispered calming down.
Hunter nodded and slowly rubbed my arm.

"Does it happen often?"
He asked while I nodded. It wasn't something new.
So much trauma led to me constantly having nightmares..

"It's alright..just calm down for me"
He said resting his chin on top of my head.

After a while we both fell asleep again.

In the morning Hunter had woken up around 6:30 and went to do something while I was had a shower and got ready for the day.

There was nothing important on my schedule so it would be a ordinary day I guess.

Walking downstairs I saw Ace and Mars talking.
Which not to mention was very very odd.
Them two never got along.

"Everything alright?"
I asked eyeing the two.

"Well I couldn't sleep last night because of someone and their loud mouth"
Mars said walking by and glaring at me.

I looked down in embarrassment and Ace tapped my shoulder.

"All I need is one word to kill him"
He said walking past.
Rolling my eyes I found Hunter sitting by the table and drinking coffee.

"You good?"
I asked sitting next to him.
He gave a nod while putting the cup away.
Coming over to me he kissed the top of my head before leaving the room.

He's clearly in a mood.

The rest of the day was rough.
Everyone was just wasn't ready to work today.
It was a lazy day.

Towards night Hunter arrived to the room with a open cut on his forehead.
It wasn't that big but enough for it to need stitches.

"Hunter what happened?"
I asked walking closer and holding his jaw still to examine it.

"Fight broke out in the Casino"
"Between who?"

While waiting for him to answer I sat him down on a chair and grabbed a medkit.

"Me and some useless fucking worker"
He said and I stopped in my tracks.
I stared at him unamused.

"Really? A worker... I was expecting a whole  gang.."
I said now in front of him opening the stitches pack.

My hands went to his thighs and I parted them.
His eyes travelled down watching my hands while a smirk played on his lips.

I put my knee in between his legs and the other on the side of his leg.

His hands went to my waist holding me there while I started cleaning his cut.

"You didn't hurt him a lot right?", I asked now doing the first stitch.

"I only broke his arm and leg"
He muttered slowly.

His hands were slowly rubbing my waist while looking into my eyes.
He was really intimidating with his stare.

To think I wanted him dead just about a year ago.
And now...actually I don't know.
We haven't spoken about it...everything just happens.

There is no label

"Done..", I threw everything in the bin while he kissed my shoulder and stood up.

"I'm going to have a shower.."
He mumbled going in the bathroom.

                                       ~

My body shaked hearing a sound from downstairs.

It wasn't a nightmare.. I looked outside and saw that it was pitch black, with just the moon shining in.

"Fuck..."
I whispered rubbing my eyes and looking towards Hunter.
He was sleeping peacefully, this man can never be woken with any sound. I don't know if I was just hallucinating or I actually heard something.

Most of Hunters men and mine don't stay here at night. The only people around would be security..who would make sure no one gets in.

Suddenly a sound of something, like a bottle could be heard from downstairs. Glancing at Hunter I was conflicted whether I should wake him up or not.

He's exhausted..

Calmly getting out of bed, I reached over for my gun, making sure it was loaded.
While walking towards the door my hand pulled the cardigan that was lying on the chair and put it around my shoulders.

Taking one more look at Hunter, I quietly opened the door. "Fuck me.." , I whispered while looking around. To say I was nervous was wrong. It sounds like it is just one person, yet my heart was thumping against my chest.

Think I've gotten too reliant on people helping me out that I haven't experienced real danger in a while..

I raised the gun up to my jaw and looked around seeing if I saw someone. But it was clear in the living area. Making it down, I started walking towards the sound that was in the kitchen.

How could security let them slip through so easily..

Once the view of the kitchen came in my sight I saw the figure of someone. Seemed to be a female. "Put your hands up and slowly turn around" , I said taking small steps towards them.

The woman suddenly froze dropping whatever was in her hands. She was turning around extremely slowly.

"Fucking hell.."

I turned the lights on as soon she was fully faced towards me.

I looked upon her face thinking it was going to be some random thief.
But what I didn't know, was that this was going to be the start of a whole new story.

The gun fell out from my hands which had absolutely no strength in them anymore.
A dull presence filled the room while my face dropped.
Wide eyes, staring at her face.

The last time I saw her face, it was covered in blood. Shivers ran down my spine while looking at her eyes.

"Mother.."