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Zale's PoV:
My back collides painfully with the edge of the massive hardwood desk, a dull throbbing sensation fulling my ribcage from the back. Too shocked and pumped on adrenaline to pay my body any mind any thought, my eyes immediately set on the shilhouette standing amidst the huge cloud of debris powder in the doorframe. Guns and amonition can be seen adorning every part of his body, my mind numbing slightly for it's own good, resigning myself to be able to die without the regret of leaving things unclear between myself and Mario. At the thought I try to check on Mario out of the corner of my eyes, not daring to take my eyes off the monster in our presence.
Mario must've hit a nerve while being thrown through the room, as he seemingly struggles to get up on his feet a little, teeth clenched and one hand on the desk for support, illuminated by the increasing commotion in and outside. With the fall of the security bunker, as I'd like to call his office as of now, a deafening alarm went off, screeching so bad about the place it's a wonder that all three of us seem unfazed by the sickening sound. I extend my arm to help get Mario on his feet by gripping him underneath his armpits, my chest stinging slightly at the attempt, just as movement registered in the corner of my eyes.
Elvis shilhouette starts to get in motion, as it faintly dawns on me that he is now pointing his gun at either of us, as it is hard to make out what exactly he is aiming at through the debris. I don't have the time to contemplate what information my mind was just fed either, and upon instinct my body flings through the air just as a 'boom' equally as loud as the alarm fills the air. I cringe a little, as I can feel the slight craze on my back just where the bullet flew by, but don't give it any mind, as it is already a blessing that Mario seems safe as he was the one that had been standing there just a moment before. With both of us on the floor once more, now both in a little more in pain as we had been before, we don't have the option to move around freely enough to avoid another bullet anymore, unless our luck would be good enough as to him running out of ammunition.
Of course that wasn't the case, and I blanket Mario's huge form on the floor to the best of my abilities just as yet another shot is fired, while Mario is busy trying to reverse our positions.
Thankful for the first time, that he wasn't yet in shape to do so, I tighten my hold on him, mind surprisingly at ease while in the presence of sure death. Maybe it's the fact that I had been wishing to be able to die to flee the mess that had been my life, or maybe because It's that I'm at ease with being able to die painlessly and protecting Mario that had grown on me to an incredible extend for the rather short time we've known each other. Either way I think I can't be all too greedy, this is a fitting climax for the end to come, so that this whole shitshow of events may finally end."Thank you" I whisper in Mario's ear, a lone and relieved tear sliding down my face and landing in the crook of Mario's neck as the sound of a body dropping limply to the floor could be heard, everything quiet except the blaring security alarm, that honestly just had to ruin my final moments to the very end- I think sarcastically.
"NOO!!!" Mario's cry sounds through the halls, putting the alarm to shame as his heart-wretching shout completely overwhelms every sound in the vicinity.
We just lay there, as the room falls into quietness, only distant commotion dully notable in the background, footsteps and shouts hazy, as if we are in our very own bubble.
It takes myself a few moments for the adrenaline to fade a little, and I'm furrowing my brows in confusion, trying to listen to any abnormalities in my body, but oddly enough only find the previous throbbing in my ribcage and the graze on my back, accompanied by a horrendously tight grip on my waist that belonged to none other than Mario."Uhm- Mario?" I call out, still dazzled about what happened just now. Mario's clenched eyes snap open in equal surprise as we stare at each others eyes, the tears welling up inside them, before both of our heads turn to the side, trying to make sense of our surroundings.
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