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Chapter 33

Alexis's pov

I forced my eyes opened and found myself on the floor, trembling from head to toes. My head felt like someone tried to separate my skull, and pacing footsteps were starting to get on my nerves. I'm going to kill Ismael if those cops don't show up soon. The said psychopath came to sit down beside me with a look on his face that would make any stranger think he actually cares about me.

"I'm so deeply sorry baby. I didn't mean it. I'll never do it again, I swear." He said, cupping my cheeks and staring into my eyes.

I tasted blood in my mouth and spat it in his face, pushing him away before he could slap me again. "Get the hell away from me!" I whispered, my head pounded just by talking.

"Alexis, baby I love you." He pleaded, wiping his face while I tried to put as much room between us as possible. Given the fact that I was literally trapped between him and the balcony.

"Well I hate you!" I screamed, hating the tears that  spilled on my cheeks.

"No. That's not true. You said it yourself, you'll never stop loving me!" He said, his voice rising with desperation as he got closer to me.

"You're a f"cking monster!" I screamed, pretty sure I was loosing it by now. "How can anyone keep loving someone like you! You destroyed everything and everyone who ever tried to help you!! I despise everything about you. I wish I never met you! You were so different back then. Why couldn't you just stay your fourteen years old self forever!"

He shook his head, chuckling to himself. "I haven't changed Lexi. I'm still the guy you fell for. Just come with me and you'll see for yourself. Trust me please."

"I'm not going anywhere with you Ismael, and no matter what you do, I will never love you again."

His temper snapped again and he ended up kicking over a small table in the center of the room and threw a chair after it. I cowered into a corner, trying to control my tear fall. A ceramic vase broke against the wall next to my head, making me wince in reflex.

"You f"cking love me Alexis Scott! You love me!" He screamed. He opened his mouth to say something more but stopped suddenly at the sound of sirens in the distance.

"I hate you." I said, the relief that flooded me almost choked me as I spoke.

"Well I guess I don't have anything to live for anymore." He replied calmly taking me by surprise.

I looked up at him just as Ismael grabbed the gun from his waist again. This time though, he didn't point it at me. He pressed it to his head instead. My panic surged again and I stood up shakily, not knowing what to do. I always thought I knew all his flaws, most of which were fine because he's human like everyone else.

But the others; he's a pathological liar, a thief, greedy for fame and power, and doesn't give a damn about the people he hurt in the process of getting what he wanted. We tried to help him. Make him change for the better. But if he didn't want to help himself, there's not much anyone else could do. I knew he was all those things, but I never thought he was suicidal.

"Ismael no!" I said the only thing I could think of, not quite sure how I sounded and quite frankly I didn't care. "Don't do it, please."

"Why the hell not? You don't love me anymore. My dad f"cking hates me. I have no one!" He screamed.

Something he said got me confused. "Your dad? I thought you were an orphan."

"I thought so too! For f"cking fifteen years of my life!!" He shouted at me. His hands shook with rage as he held on tightly to the deadly weapon. From where I was standing, I could see that the safety was still on. He somehow forgot to take it off in his tantrum.

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Destiny's pov

I was roughly shoved into what seemed like a storage room as the guys took out some ropes. By now I was pretty sure Lexi needed me and I had to get away before it was too late. Somehow Ismael knew we were here and planned for us too. I swiftly stole a pocket knife from one of the guys and stabbed the nearest one in the leg, removing it to swipe at the other one who came at me.

The fallen one pulled out a gun and I ended up pushing his partner onto him in a bid to get away. The knife ended up in the third guy's shoulder as the gun went off and a loud grunt followed.  I got out of there quickly and ran towards where I last saw Lexi. I ended up bumping into Chris who looked half drunk and panic stricken.

"Have you seen Alexis?" I asked.

She shook her head as she stammered. "No, and I've been looking all over..."

"Call the police, I'm gonna find Lexi." I raced up the stairs as fast as I possibly could because I was pretty sure the entrance was blocked.

I pounded on every door, trying the locks as I went through the building. They were all empty and locked except for one particular one on the third floor which had screams of ecstasy coming from it. None of them belonged to Lexi, as expected so I proceeded up the stairs. I passed an unconscious man on the stairs to the fourth floor and sped up, taking the steps three at a time.

I got to the landing, but before I could start banging on the other doors, I spotted the obvious one. It laid flat on the ground and the inside, from where I was, was completely torn apart. I swear, if I don't find my girl in one piece or even a single speck on Alexis the police will have to lock me up for murder instead.

I could hear the sirens by now, getting louder. Officer Gayle and Henry came out of an elevator near me as I walked towards the room. The faded sound of Lexi's voice made me weak with relief, but also anxious due to the panic and fear that I heard in them.

"Don't do it Ismael, please!" She pleaded and I ran towards the opened doorway. I ended up taking a sudden halt when I took in what was happening. Yep, he's officially lost it.

I knew exactly what I had to do, even if it will literally torture Alexis until it was over. She already knew that her ex won't ever listen to her, so her pleading would just help drive him over the edge. The officers approached from behind me and I silently gestured for them to stop as I went into Lexi's view.

"F"cking do it you jackass!!"