Chapter 33

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Amara's POV: 

I stood there completely still as I saw the scene unfold itself in front of me. Vincent, Callum, Wesley and another guy stood there with guns in their hands as they storm into the house. I hear a gunshot and that's when reality sets in. 

"Amara!" Vincent's voice booms in the house and before I could step forward, Chris's arm wraps my waist and holds me tightly in front of him. 

"Boys, it's time." I hear Chris mutter quietly and then he turns to me. "It's okay, angel. I won't let him take you." Chris pecks my lips and I force myself to relax. I know what he is capable of.

"Mr Turner?" Vincent calls out as he stands there with the gun aimed at Chris. "You're C?" 

"Ding ding ding!" He grins like a maniac. 

"Why did you do this?" The gun was still aimed at him. 

"For love. You wouldn't understand." I speak for the first time and all heads turn towards me. 

"I wouldn't understand? I have been looking for you non-stop for the last three weeks! I have barely been able to function because the girl I fucking love was kidnapped by a psychopath." He yells at me with tears in his eyes. 

"You never fucking loved me! I was only a dare to you! You just felt guilty because you thought it was your fault that I was kidnapped." Tears start pouring out of my cheeks. 

"You've made my angel cry." Chris wipes away the tears but they don't stop. 

"Get your fucking hands off her," Vincent spits which makes Chris chuckle.

"I don't think you can tell me what do to."

"I'm the one with the gun?" Vincent rolls his eyes.

"And I'm the one Amara wants." Everyone's eyes fall to me.

"Is that true?" Vincent's voice breaks as he asks me.

I nod.

"I love Chris." 

Vincent's face falls and I close my eyes. I didn't love Chris. But for everyone's safety, I had to say this. I had to make sure no one else died because of me.

"You're lying." Vincent's gun was no longer pointing at us. 

"Get over yourself, Vincent. I love him with everything in me. He's kind, caring, loving and I'm his happiness." I wrap my arms around Chris' torso. "And I'm not here against my will or anything, I want to be wherever Chris is. He is my home." Chris was now looking to my eyes and I could see so much love in them that I nearly believed everything I just said. 

"I love you." He leans down and closes the gap.

Bang. 

We jump apart and see that Vincent had shot a bullet in mid-air. 

"What the fuck? Can you just leave?" The desperation behind my words was light but enough for him to hear.

"No. I refuse to leave." He aims the gun. But instead of Chris, it was aimed at me. "You said you're his happiness right? So I'll just kill you then." Vincent growls and I nearly chuckled. He would never hurt me. But that was enough to send Chris over the edge. 

"You hurt her and I swear to god I will kill your whole family." Chris minces his words out but Vincent doesn't shake. 

"Then let go of Amara." 

"Fine." His grip around me falls and he pushes me behind the sofa. He leans over to place a kiss but I notice him take something from the side of the sofa. 

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