A Tortured Soul

Chapter 45

Jonathan shot at Tatiana, in his cliché way of thinking it was clear, “If I can’t have her nobody can, especially Justin!” Jack jumped in front of his daughter out of fatherly instinct pushing Justin out of the way as he did so without even thinking, he just reacted. He would rather himself go down instead of standing there blankly watching them get shot. JT tried to snatch the gun from him before he pulled the trigger but wasn’t fast enough, the bullet escaped the barrel before JT could get the gun. Justin bounced back and pushed Jack and Tatiana out of the way causing them to crash hard into the table. Jack broke his arm in the fall and Tatiana only suffered a small bruise on her hip. The whole thing took only seconds to occur but felt longer and in slow motion as Justin laid on the floor bleeding from the chest playing the incident over and over in his mind; then everything went black.

JT had tackled Jonathan to the ground and wrestled the gun out of his grasp, a few more shots were fired but instead of hitting anyone the bullets passed through the walls. JT managed to pin Jonathan’s arms behind his back and watched his face go from pure hate and anger to joy and laughter. “I got him! He is dead! I killed him! Ha-Ha Yes! I mean I was going for T, but I Got your fucking joy buddy instead!” He said, softly at first then growing in volume as he spoke each piece of his sentence ending with a loud ‘YES’, at the end. The entire room went quiet as they focused on Justin laying lifelessly on the floor with a growing puddle of blood surrounding him; they thought they had lost him.

After several minutes May snapped out of though and raced for the phone begging for someone to help, JT held onto Jonathan the best he could but somehow the bastard wiggled free and got away before authorities could show up. Justin’s heart stopped twice while the surgeons worked to dig the bullet out of his chest. Luckily the bullet lodged itself between two bones in his ribs and didn’t puncture any vital organs, but the process to get the bullet out was tough. Finally, they agreed to leave it where it was, they couldn’t remove it without cutting his ribs which was something they didn’t want to risk since simply tugging on it caused Justin to crash. At that point the surgeons figured out what Dr. Waller figured out many years ago, Justin’s body was not normal.

Once again Justin’s life was spared. He spent a week in the hospital before being released. He saved Tatiana and Jack’s life that day, but Tatiana was not out of danger. Jonathan came back with anger pulsing through his veins when he received word that Justin survived. He was determined to kill Tatiana and Justin both because he saved her and because he thought the two were dating. Three months had passed by the time he concocted a plan and showed back up on their door step, this time he wasn’t alone. The house was surrounded by Jonathan and five of his friends, two on the back corners, two on the front corners, one at the back door, and Jonathan stood at the front door ready to kick it down and start shooting his semi-automatic destroying anyone that got in his way. All five friends stood ready with equipment to set fire to the house as soon as Jonatan gave the word. His execution was on point, everyone was inside at the table playing cards, drinking, and listening to the blaring stereo, (which was beginning to look like their favorite pass time). Jonathan heard the music and changed his mind on busting the door down, instead he opened it gently to go for a surprise attack. No one noticed him come inside, no one noticed him creep through the house and into the dinning room where they all say enjoying each other’s company and having a good time.

Justin and JT had a mutual friend over partying with them that was a lot like Justin, not one to mess with, he was the first one to spot Jonathan and nudged Justin and JT letting them know someone was in the house. They carried on with their party remaining aware they were all being watched. Normally in this situation the room would feel heavy, the intruder would sense that they knew he was there, but now there. Jonathan stood behind that wall believing they had no idea he was there. “Don’t do this son! I raised you better than this!” He heard his father speaking to him as if he was really in the room. He began to feel remorse for what he had yet to do. A noise from behind startled him and he turned pointing his gin in the face of the person standing behind him, before he could think he pulled the trigger, the sound of the gun was the ‘go ahead’ for everyone standing outside to set fire to the house. Within minutes the smell of gasoline followed by flames ran ramped through the house.

JT grabbed Jessie and Tatiana and led them to safety outside in the woods nearby, close enough to keep watch, but far enough to be out of danger. A fight broke out among the flames rising higher beginning to swallow the roof. Justin and his partner in crime threw two of the six intruders into the blazing fire trapping them into a room to be burned alive The third escaped slightly burned on the arm from setting a fire to the back room that just so happen to be the room Justin and Anthony locked two men into.

Jonathan stood motionless ignoring his fathers voice in his head, ignoring the fact that he just killed one of his closest friends, Anthony quickly dropped another man by putting a bullet straight through his temple. Jonathan snapped and pointed his gun directly between Justin’s eyes, “Say goodnight!” he said placing his finger on the trigger preparing himself mentally for what he was about to do. There was no way Justin would survive a bullet through the brain. Justin surprised him by stepping forward placing his forehead against the end of the barrel. “Pull the trigger!” he whispered taunting Jonathan. “The flames are getting closer; you are running out of time! Pull the fucking trigger! Are you scared?”  he toyed with Jonathans mind to the point he began rethinking the whole thing. He dropped the gun and tried to punch Justin in the face instead, hoping it would relieve his anger. Justin dodged the punch and kicked the gun to Anthony in one motion. He grabbed Jonathan by the head and twisted so hard it snapped his neck dropping him like a rock.