The Boy (Romance)

Chapter 7

After ten minutes, she decided to go out and help Brahms but she knew that it would make Brahms angry and upset because she ignored his orders but she wasn't going to be the weak girl who needed someone to protect her. Emily opened the attic door and went down the stairs. It was uncomfortably silent and she didn't hear any footsteps, yelling or fighting.
,,Did he already bring Cole down ... or is it the other way around ?" she asked herself and snuck into her bedroom. Emily pulled a pocket knife out of her drawer. It's small but still useful and it could hopefully save her and Brahms' life. She slowly opened the door and looked around before stepping out completely. She made her way down, all the while holding the knife tightly in her hand. Her senses were sharpened because of the adrenaline in her body but that's an advantage. She would be more careful like that. Suddenly, she heard a loud noise coming from the living room.
,,What the heck, who are you ? HEY ! DON'T COME NEAR ME YOU SON OF A BI-" Cole yelled. A loud crash followed and a painful groan left Cole's lips. Emily ran downstairs but didn't go into the room immediately. She hid behind a corner and observed the situation first. Cole managed to stand up again but he stumbled quite a lot. His back was facing Emily but she could see blood running down his arm as he tried to stop the bleeding on his forehead. Brahms must have hit him with the vase because several shattered pieces were laying on the carpeted floor. Brahms stood in front of him and he looked like he was ready to chew his prey alive. His orbs were literally piercing through Cole and he was panting heavily. It probably must be the adrenaline.
He had blood on his shirt and on his hands and Emily was worried that Brahms was injured. Cole regained his strength and pulled a knife out of his jacket and slowly approached Brahms. He looked around the room and searched for a thing to defend himself but he found nothing useful. Nonetheless, he was ready to fight and formed his hands to fists to punch him. Suddenly, Cole quickened his pace and rose his hand to stab Brahms right in his heart.
But that moment never came. Instead, Cole was suddenly fighting for air as his movements stopped.
He felt a sharp pain running through his neck and he let his knife fall. He collapsed on the floor and the person behind him was ...
,,E-Emily ?" Brahms breathed out. His eyes widened and he constantly looked at Cole and then back to her. It seemed like he couldn't believe his eyes. His pure and innocent Emily stabbed Cole with a pocket knife and now he was squirming on the ground. She looked shocked and her hair was a bit messy. Her eyes met his and they became red and teary but he immediately embraced her and assured her that everything was going to be alright but she startet to cry even more. He held her close to his body to stop her trembling. Emily buried her face in his chest and continued to sob while Brahms watched Cole on the floor. Cole looked at them with terrified eyes as he took his last breath. His movements stopped all together and a lifeless body, drenched in blood, was now in front of them.

Everything went silent and no one dared to make a sound anymore ...