Roommates... with my Ex Boyfriend (Roommates Series: Book #1)

Chapter 33

Author's Note:

I'm not a person who cries when a protagonist dies (except if it's Marley the dog), but if you are that kind of person, get tissues ready. A few people are going to die in this chapter, and they're not all antagonists...

Enjoy, beauties...?

Also, there are a lot of point of view switches. I know, it's annoying, but it's to keep it more intense ;) .

WARNING: A sensitive topic is mentioned in this chapter.

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Jace

We have Finn's gang's building surrounded. I am not sure if they know that we're here, that's why I told my men and women, along with our allies' members, to expect anything. I peer through the branches, checking to see if anyone is guarding the front entrance. There is, of course, two men standing on each side of the door with guns, but I'm not worried. I would be more worried if no one was there.

Baron looks at me, silently asking me, do we take them out? I nod. With our silencer guns, he takes out one, while I take out the other. I motion to move in and we all do, Baron with my sister, near me. I trust him, I really do, but I still need and want Jess by my side at all times.

We all immediately hide behind the trucks parked at the front of the building when someone exits the building. Who? I don't know, I didn't get a chance to see who it was. I peer around the end of the truck when I hear the feet stop, probably because he has seen the lifeless guards. My eyes land on Cooper, whose looking around for the man or men who killed those by his feet. It only takes a few seconds for me to put a bullet through his fūcking skull.

I feel absolutely nothing when I do it too.

I nod at a few members of my gang, I do the same to the leaders of the other gangs that are here and take off towards the door. We all safely make it through, but my relief quickly leaves when the first floor has no sign of life on it. I look back at the rest of them, and whisper, "Stay quiet, and get your guns ready."

I hate myself for starting to panic. I feel weak for being fūcking afraid. I should be ready and eager to kill the hiding bąstards, but I'm not. I'm scared to keep on going, I want to turn back, or at least send Jess back. I've lost one of my girls already, I can't lose my last one. Jess has replaced my antidepressants, but what if she's taken from me too? I won't be able to live with myself.

"Monroe," one of the other leaders hisses, snapping me out of my thoughts, "focus."

He must have seen my panic.

Since I am the youngest, a lot of the other gang leaders don't take me too seriously, now, he's one of them. I make a mental note to prove my ruthlessness to him, like kill and torture a few of our enemies in front of him. I need to prove to them that I'm not a fūcking baby who doesn't deserve the power I have.

One of the other gang leaders, the one that I trust, and like the most, approaches me. "We should split up. They could be complete cowards and try to escape. If we stay together, it will take longer to find them."

I nod in agreement and notify the others of the plan. I go with the gang leader who came up with plan, and tell my father to go with Jess, who's already been paired up with Baron. He seems unsure about leaving me behind, but goes anyway.

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Jess

I know that I'm known as the crazy and fearless Monroe, but now, I'm really scared. I don't like this, not one bit. I especially don't like the facts that we're on the third floor, meaning it's harder to escape; that it's quite dark in here, and that it's only the three of us. I won't be able to do this by myself if my dad and Baron get shot.