The Death of Me | A mafia story

Chapter 55 - You can be the Christian to my Anna

"There is this girl who stole my heart and she calls me, Daddy."

Did i update within four days only? Who am I xD?

And don't let the title deceive you, this is not a happy chapter..

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Cara's POV

Softly, I clicked the door shut behind me, a complete contradiction to the violence that had rocked my inside minutes ago.

Silence swallowed me in, a deafening stillness that screamed of all my fears.

Ten excruciating seconds passed. Each of them was spent in contemplation, torn between the coward's way out of this or the path of brave. Torn between doing what's right and what's wrong.

The most terrifying part was I didn't know which direction was which.

Chills skidded across my flesh, and I breathed in, breathed out, found my strength and climbed up the stairs. My gaze immediately found Alex, standing by the window, his eyes focused outside, oblivious to what's about to happen.

A weird type of pain bore down my chest as I stared at him, it squeezed at my chest, almost suffocating me. I rubbed at it, hoping it'll just go away as I stepped closer to him. His eyes drifted from whatever was taking his attention, to me. I saw the bob in his throat, the hard swallow. I couldn't help but notice how this whole situation is beyond uncomfortable for him but still, he accepted it for me. He did it for me.

And now look what I am about to do to him.

"Did you get it?" He asked, his words measured; as if scared he may blurt something more.

I nodded my head, "I did." I carefully said, "Can we...can we leave?"

He nodded his head, his arm came around me from the side, his hand moved up and down the length of my arm, taking reassurance from my touch as he walked us both outside this house. The moment we crossed the main door, the cold air hit me, like a slap to the face, trying to shake me out of my haze. Chills raced through and prickled under the surface of my skin. I sucked into a deep breath, I almost choked on it and I halted in my steps.

Concern flared in Alex's voice, "Cara, are you okay?"

I lifted my head, my eyes met him and his words from before lingered in my head.

I couldn't afford to lose him twice.

I shook my head, "I can't do this." I can't do this to him.

"Nikolas has my gun," I started, "He is gonna, he is gonna hurt himself."

At my words, his arm around me tensed, his hand over my arm curled into a fist. His gaze left me for a second, he blinked, sucked into a deep breath before he settled them back on me, "Well, maybe...it's better this way." He said, surprising me at first before he continued walking toward the car, dragging me along with him.

I shook my head and stopped. I pulled myself away from him and faced him. I noticed how his whole body was out of control yet he still tried to pull a cool act about it. "It's okay, Alex." I assured him, "I understand." Just like he understood my motives behind this, I should be able to understand his.

I tiptoed, my hand went to his face, I inched closer and left a light kiss over his other cheek, my lips beside his ear, "I'll wait for you in the car." I said, "Just be careful."

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Alex's POV

She walked away and climbed inside the car while I stayed still in my place. Her words raced through my mind, air heaved in and out of my lungs, jagged and coarse. A growl threatened to rumble from the base of my throat, I hated every fucking thing about this.