❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤||𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠•𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒/𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹/❥

♡Point Blank|Part Two♡

"Don't even bother to scream," she clenched her jaw. Her hands were shaking, and she looked very angry. You dropped your bottle and held your hands up in defense.

"What do you want?" you frowned.

"You humiliated me," she sneered. "And then you fired me. You have to pay for your sins,"

"Louisa....this is absurd," you laughed a little. "Put the gun down, and let's talk like adults,"

"Too late," she bit her lip, hard. "Now, come with me," she cocked the gun.

"This is stupid, the security at the gate won't just let you through with me hostage," you rolled your eyes.

"Funny," she had a sick smile. "I shot each and everyone of them dead," she broke into an evil smile. "And now you will have to pay,"

Suddenly, you heard someone gasp from behind Louisa. She turned around, and saw that it was your husband - fully dressed. His curls were a mess, and his face was flushed. When he realized that Louisa had a gun, his eyes widened.

"What the hell is going on?" he looked at Louisa, and then back at you. "(Y/N)?" he frowned.

"She has to pay," Louisa sneered. "For what she did to me,"

"Louisa..." Michael trailed off. "(Y/N) was not unjust. You breached the contract, and she fired you," he sighed. "It's protocol,"

"Yeah right," Louisa scoffed. "I don't care,"

"Louisa, just-"

You were cut off by the sound of a loud gunshot. Instantly, you fell to your knees - and your abdomen was bleeding.

"(Y/N)!" Michael exclaimed, pushing Louisa aside and falling to his knees as well. He held your head up as you coughed.

"Oh my God..." Louisa's eyes began to tear up. "I-I didn't mean to shoot," the tears began to stream down her face.

"Ah," you groaned in pain. "I need...to get..to a hospital," you winced. "Quickly,"

Michael frowned before his eyes landed on the large blood stain that was on your jeans - between your legs. He gasped and looked into your eyes.

"Baby..." he trailed off. "No...please tell me no," he shook his head.

You nodded slightly, and you were weak. Your face was pale, and you were drifting off.

"I-I...I'm so sorry!" Louisa shook her head. "I...I...didn't mean to hurt her,"

"Stay away," Michael flashed her a death glare before he directed his attention to you again.

Louisa stood there, watching you and Michael. She was upset, and she wanted out. Putting the gun to her head, she pulled the trigger - making blood splatter everywhere. You were shocked, but you were too weak to say anything. Michael had Louisa's blood on his face - and the girl's body was laying on the floor.

"Oh God," was the last thing you heard Michael say before everything went black.

•⊱♡⊰•

Slowly, your eyes opened. You winced a little when you saw that beams of sunlight were streaming through the window. It took you a moment to realize that you were in a hospital - and that you had been shot. You were laying in bed, and your body was delicate. Michael was seated beside your bed, and he was holding onto your hand.

His face was wet, and his eyes were swollen. His hands were shaking, making you frown a little.

"W-What...happened?" you groaned softly.