The Death of Me | A mafia story

Chapter 57 - The Final Battle (PART ONE)

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"We were a strange love; too rare to break, too wild to last."

- ATTICUS

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Previously on "The Death of Me"...

"What's..." She looked between us, "What's wrong?"

I scratched the back of my neck, "I can't believe I am gonna say this, but-"

I paused for a second, the power of her presence imposing and enough to steal every breath of air from my lungs. My eyes clashed with her green ones, something in my chest moved and I finally pulled the words out of my mouth;

"I kind of need your help.

Chapter 57 - The Final Battle (PART ONE)
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Alex's POV

"Hel...Help?" She stuttered, conflict reigned in her gaze, questions, worry, and blatant confusion. Her eyes drifted between us, trying to take it in, her hand plastered against her chest as she asked again, "You...you want my help?"

See, even she is surprised.

"It's Frank," Nikolas said, her wide eyes went to him, "This is gonna include him knowing that you're still alive, but don't worry, it's safe, I wouldn't do anything that would put you in danger."

Her legs moved her backward, the force of the news hit her a little bit. She seemed to regain control when she looked at me and lightly shook her head, "I still don't understand."

I found my voice again and said, "He has my daughter," I swallowed hard, "And we can't find him, we think...well, Nikolas thinks that if he knew you're alive, he'll show up and that will take us one step closer into finding her." I explained, emotions pushed at my chest and I carried on, "If you don't wanna do this, no one is gonna force you, we-"

"No, no, I will." She interrupted me, "I will help you get your daughter back." Something so soft simmered in the green of her eyes, "I'll do whatever I can."

Well, that...that was easy.

Confusion at her immediate acceptance twisted my brow and I mumbled, "Okay."

My eyes went to that bitch, "You do whatever you need to do to get her out," I scratched the back of my head, "I'll be waiting downstairs." I don't think I can handle being in her presence more than this.

Without waiting to hear his reply, I took off to the elevator and went back to the ground floor. I spotted a few couches at the end of the room, by the waiting area. My legs took me to them and I sat down, pressing my elbows against my knees I placed my head in my hands. Exhaustion weighted my body down, it wasn't anything physical, no, it was all inside.

I can feel myself splintering, frantic and lost. Fuck, look where it took me, back here, taking help from the two people I promised to keep myself away from. But I need to think about this logically and I need to put my emotions at bay, for Lilly's sake, I can do this.

A low sigh parted my lips and I lifted my head and pressed the back of it against the cushion, my eyelids dropped down for a few seconds as I breathed in and out, trying to relax some of my spiked up nerves.