Kuzgun Season 2 Fanfic

Death Contract

Kuzgun opened the heavy door and stormed in, while Cihan was right behind him. Cihan saw him freezing suddenly so he stepped in too.

"Abi, ne oldu?" he asked but he realized it immediately.

The container was empty, Dila was nowhere to be found. In the middle of it there was a desk with a laptop and a note on top. Kuzgun became so furious. His breathing was heavy and he kicked the chair in front of the desk.

"He played with me, he dishonoured the agreement." Kuzgun murmured, before kicking the chair again.

"Abi..."

"DILA NEREDE? Hm?" Kuzgun yelled looking at Cihan. "Dila burda yok. DILA NEREDE? NEREDE?"

Cihan shook his head frustrated by all these. Ferman used them and didn't complete his part of the agreement. Kuzgun was walking around, the situation was very bad. This game strengthened the hate and the existing war between them. Kuzgun has turned into a real war machine, the anger in his eyes could kill a man. Cihan understood that now nothing would stop Kuzgun from sinking in the darkness. Cihan walked towards the office and took the envelope.

"Abi, here says we should open the laptop." Cihan said showing the note. Kuzgun turned around and noticed it. He walked towards the table while Cihan was turning on the laptop. A video message appeared. They clicked on it so it started playing. It was a close shot to Dila's upper body, she was unconscious still in a coma.

"Dila..." Kuzgun whispered. It had to be an old video because Selçuk had told them that Dila had woken up from the coma.

After a few seconds of playing, the video showed another person. Someone had approached her. A hand came closer to her face and after a moment of hesitation he caressed her cheek. Kuzgun immediately hit the table with his fist. His soul burned the moment Ferman touched Dila. His Dila! Noone could touch her except him. But the worst thing about it, the thing that made Kuzgun swore revenge was the fact that Dila was unconscious. She was unconscious, that means that all this happened without her consent. How could this bastard touch her without her consent. A few moments later the video ended and Kuzgun's phone rung.

"You will curse the day you were born!"

"Ha, I am already doing this don't worry about it." Ferman responded sarcastically.

"You will regret that, you will wish to be dead. The moment I will get you in my hands, you will enter a living hell. There will be no escape from me. You will beg me to kill you. You will beg me to just shoot you."

"Sakın ol Kuzgun Cebeci. Sakın ol."

"Never forget this day. Today you signed your death contract."

"Let me guess... You didn't like my suprise."

Kuzgun didn't respond. He closed his eyes, his jaw was so tense, like it was about to break.

"We had an agreement."

"Evet, we did. And that's why I want to ask you something. Why was Cihan the head of the shipment?"

"The shipment was successful. How this happened it's none of your business." Kuzgun responded looking at Cihan.

"You are right. Tamam... I want to be honest with you, you deserve it after all... I love spending time with your wife."

"If you go close to her..."

"Ssshh Kuzgun Cebeci. Did you ask her if she wants to come back to you?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Well, one of the times I visited her I noticed something. She is not wearing her wedding ring."

Kuzgun immediately grabbed his chest. Under his shirt, in the end of the silver chain around his neck was Dila's ring. One of the previous nights he found it and kept it this way close to him. He was planning to give it back when he saw her again. He thought that she would wear it after their last night together but she left it there the morning she left.

"I made a research and I found something exciting. Dila... has started the divorce process."

Kuzgun dropped his hand. Dila wanted a divorce!? No, that couldn't be true, it was Ferman's game.

"Bak, you don't want to mess with me."

"You don't believe me, do you? Well, you can check it out yourself. Now allow me I have to tell Dila the latest news. She should know that you made the shipment."

The call ended and Kuzgun lowered his hand. A few seconds later a breaking sound was heard. Kuzgun had smashed his phone in his fist. He had a big cut and blood was running. He cursed and threw the leftovers of it in the wall.

"Abi, there is no reason to stay here let's go back and there we will think the next step."

~

Cihan was sitting in the living room of Dila's old house waiting for Kuzgun to treat his hand. After a while Kuzgun walked in the leaving room. He had changed his clothes because of the blood stings and he had wrapped his hand with a bandage. He sat in the couch next to Cihan and sighed. Noone talked for a while. Cihan broke the silence minutes later.

"Abi, I want to ask something."

"Söyle." Kuzgun responded emotionless.

"Şey...Em... All these happened because of my idea to handle the shipment, right?"

"Hayır Cihan. It's not your fault. Any of these. Ferman wants a war. And I will make sure he will lose it."

Cihan nodded in understanding. On one hand he was relieved but on the other... He knew that they had to find Dila, but how? He turned to look at Kuzgun. He was staring at the emptiness like a few days before. Without Dila he wasn't functioning properly, that was clear.

"Abi, I am leaving. I will do the research for the divorce papers you asked. I will inform you as soon as I find out something." Cihan said while standing up. Kuzgun just nodded.

~

Hours had passed since Cihan left and Kuzgun was still in the couch. He hadn't moved a bit. He was lost in his thoughts, Dila, Ferman, the divorce papers... He was playing with her ring. The feeling he felt when he had found it in the garden was still kicking in.

A sharp pain in his wound brought him back to the reality. The bandage was full of blood. He sighed and slowly stood up to go to the bathroom. While he was in front of the corridor that was leading to the door he heard a sound that made him stop. Someone was trying to get in the house. He very slightly approached the door. He grabbed the door knob and opened the door wide ready to hit.

He would never expect that. He froze immediately unable to move.

"Dila?"