A/N: Had a little free time so here goes nothing.
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Jordan
My heart sank when my eyes fell on her shrunken form. She looked so frail, weak—fragile. Her arms and ankles were tightly bound to a metal chair. She was stripped down to only a thin white T leaving little to the imagination and a white lace underwear. She had purple and black bruises decorating most of her tan skin—mostly on her right shoulder.
"Now we're gonna try this again" He smirks
I clench my fist to my sides.
"What do you want, Antorio?" Jackson snaps
"I want you to suffer just like you made my family suffer" He spits
"This has nothing to do with her. Just let her go and we'll handle this like real men" I say
"Oh it has everything to do with her. You guys care about her. Now you're gonna know what it feels like to have someone you care for die right in front of your eyes" He hisses
Both Jackson and I tense up.
"Any last words?" He mocks as he presses the gun further into her temple
She flinches.
"A couple" I say
"The floor is yours" He retorts
I turn to look at Jackson and send him a curt nod, signaling for us to begin plan B.
He returns the gesture.
"I don't have all fucking day" Antorio spits
"Marianna..."Jackson trails
"I just wanted to say that_"
I leap for the light switch and flip it off.
"What the fu_" Antorio starts
I hear grunting before a loud gunshot erupts a few seconds later.
Marianna screams.
"Jackson?" I call
Another gunshot erupts.
I flip the light switch on and see Jackson on the floor, clutching his bloodied shirt, whilst Antorio stood over him with the gun in his hand and his back facing me.
Before he had a chance to turn to face me, I lunge for him and tackle him to the ground.
The handcuffs made it hard to defend myself but I managed to kick the gun out of his hand and sucker punch him straight in the nose.
He let out a grunt before holding on to his now busted nose.
I roll off of him and head towards the gun. I snatch it before jumping to my feet and pointing it at him.
Marianna was in shock--her breathing out of control.
"He's bleeding out!" She suddenly snaps at me
I avert my attention to Jackson and see him struggling to breathe, as blood had probably begun filling his lungs at this point.
"Shit" I mutter
"Help him!" Marianna yells at me
"No!" Jackson coughs out
"Kill him" He says, referring to Antorio who at this point was laying on his back on the floor, eyes wide in fear.
Just as I was about to pull the trigger, I hear the knob of the metal door twist behind me. Loosing focus for a split second, Antorio takes this to his advantage and kicks the gun out of my hands. Before I have a chance to grab it again, he tackles me to the floor and climbs on top of me, throwing punches left and right.
Marianna
"No! Get off of him!" I yell at Antorio
Jordan had handcuffs and so his movements were restricted, meaning he couldn't do much punching. Antorio, on the other hand, was having the time of his life practically bashing Jordan's head in.
I tilt my head to the right and see Jackson rapidly bleeding out.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
I need to act quickly. Now!
I see the gun situated a few feet from me on my right. I begin quietly shuffling my right foot towards it. When my foot touches it, I begin slowly dragging it towards me. I attempt to pick the gun up with my feet—it instantly slips out of my grip but I luckily caught it before it made contact with the hard tiles.
I lift the gun up to my right hand and sigh in relief when I'm able to grasp onto it.
It was difficult because I was bound to the chair, but I managed to point the gun at Antorio.
"STOP!" I suddenly yell
Antorio stops his assault on Jordan whose face was now a bloodied mess and turns to face me with a grim look settling on his features.
"Get the fuck away from him" I say in a menacing tone
Antorio lets out a cackle.
"Oh come on, Marianna, you and I both know you don't have the balls to_"
Without a second thought, I pull the trigger.
It hits his left thigh. He froze for a few seconds and stared at me in disbelief before collapsing onto the floor.
My eyes widen and I let out a scream before dropping the gun beside me.
I shot someone!
Holy shi_
Jordan jumps to his feet and looks down at a whimpering Antorio before kicking him in the stomach multiple times. He walks towards me, picks the gun up and walks back towards Antorio.
"No, no! Please don't_"
Jordan pulls the trigger, the bullet going straight through his thick skull.
I flinch at the excruciating sound.
Antorio's body falls limp.
I watch his body in horror.
He's...dead.
The last time I saw someone dead...it was my father.
"Hey, you okay?" I hear Jordan ask
I snap back into reality and turn to face a passed out Jackson.
"Help him!" I snap
Jordan makes his way towards Jackson, as the banging coming from outside the room grows gradually louder.
"Boss?" I hear someone yell
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A/N: Heyy guys. Yes, the story does end here but there will be two epilogues. And they might come out earlier than previously stated so be on the look out for that. I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter.
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Teen FictionEighteen-year old Marianna Rodriguez is distraught by the abrupt news from her father. Her father lost touch to reality years ago when he plummeted into a deep depression and began heavily abusing drugs. Marianna made sure to stay away from him, but...
