Chapter seven

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Hailey's POV:

"Oh poor Dylan" the man says and moves from his spot. He gestures for me to kneel and I oblige.
"An innocent boy whose only intention was to save his dying mother" he says as he points the gun on my head making me breathe faster.

"You should have thought about the consequences before you asked me for help. Now I am forced to do this." He says and I can't help but wonder what he means. Where did Dylan know this guy.
"Too bad you'll have to watch your girlfriend die now." He says and loads his gun. I quickly close my eyes as I can't watch anymore.

"What? Won't you try to save her? No pleads? No 'I will do anything you ask of me'?" Rich asks sarcastically, clearly enjoying his little victory and another tear leaves my eye.

"Then I'll do as you please" he says and crashes the gun against my head making me whimper. I fall on the ground. I touch my head where he hit me and my fingers are covered in blood.

"Leave her alone Rich! I don't know her alright? You shouldn't be dragging an innocent girl into this. You are not innocent and neither am I. She could tell people about us and if you kill her, it will make things much worse for you." Dylan yells but his voice breaks a little in the end.
He is scared. His jaw is clenched and his firsts are bawled on either side yet he seems very careful with his movements.

"You don't know her, eh?" Rich asks amused and smirks.
"Well then, I guess you wouldn't mind me doing this." He says and grabs my hair making me face him.

Before I can take in what's going on, I feel a pair of cold lips against mine. I try to pull away but he only pulls on my hair harder making me cry more.
Suddenly the kiss is broken and Rich is on the ground. There is blood coming out of his mouth. He slowly rubs his cheek and spits some blood.

Above him is Dylan. His hand is still balled on a fist and his chest is slowly rising and falling. His eyes are never leaving Rich's and his jaw is clenched.
He is standing right in front of me, blocking Rich from coming near me.
"Don't you ever fucking touch her again" he growls and Rich tries to reach for his gun.
"Where the hell..." He says and I notice Dylan is holding the gun now.
He slowly points it at Rich and I instantly stand up and jump on Dylan. My arms wrap around his neck.
"Dylan please. Don't do this" I whisper but he doesn't take his eyes off of Rich.
"Come on Dylan. Shoot me!" Rich dares him.
"Don't listen to him Dylan. You are not like him alright? I don't know what happened between you two but I know you are not like him, okay?" I barely say the last sentence as my voice breaks and I feel hopeless.
"Come on Dylan! Deal with this like a proper man. Don't hide from this. This is your nature and this is who you are. Do it!" He yells and pulls another gun from his pocket.
I scream as I hug Dylan tightly. Next I hear a gunshot. I freeze at my spot not knowing what should I do.

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