Beyond The Broken Glass3: Finally Mended [complete]

45.)The Rain Came And I added The Pain

~Meanwhile~

My lip bled as I sped away, my neck was hurting but I could still assess the damage. Bri was passed out, the blood from her forehead was trickling down the middle of her face. I let her seat back so she was reclining. I was trying to put a seatbelt on her but I couldn't reach over her and drive at the same time.

"Fuck." I hissed as I started getting dizzy. The car rammed us once more, making me spin out. I didn't have any other choice but to go back the way I just came from. As another car pulled on the side of us I could see Boone smiling at me. The person in the backseat holding up a silver briefcase.

At this point, fuck them papers I want his head. He had to die the moment he crossed me after he helped us take out Ray. He had to die the moment he took too much interest in Bri.

He just had to die for crossing me in general and now he killed my father and I'm pissed. I rammed his car, making him swerve. We were driving through a loading dock and we were coming up on a narrow lane. We both ain't gone fit and at our speed, somebody wasn't gonna make it. One of us was gone slam into the barricade and die and the other one was gone live to tell the story.

I picked up speed but his car started creeping up to mine. The car-ramming us at the rear though was pushing us forward. I rammed him once more and he swerved hard. Once again the car behind me was pushing me forward. We were so close to the barricade wall and my palms started sweating. Us or him.

I squeezed the steering wheel and braced myself in the seat. He aligned his car with mine and when I didn't expect it he rammed me completely off my course. I spun out once more, but I quickly put the car in reverse. Never did I think this shit would be on my list of things to do in life. All of the drag races with Herb and them when we got our nice cars paid off. 

Now that I'm driving backward I should have been able to see the car that started this shit in the first place but I was too invested in focusing on my line of vision from the rearview mirror. She jolted up in her seat and held her head. When she realized we were driving in reverse she grabbed the seatbelt and pulled it on.

"What happened?" She croaked out with a weird-ass tone. I couldn't provide my attention in order to answer her question, I had to focus because our lives depended on it. The car in front of me or behind me however you view it now focused on pushing Boone's car and subsequently ended up pushing him straight into the barricade.

The sound of the impact made my body hurt. I know his shit just all mangled and smashed. I breezed through the opening and slowly let my foot down on the brakes. As we slowed down I got out of the car and slowly paced back to the other side.

His car was smashed right against the concrete wall. Him and the driver were out cold, hopefully dead. I grabbed the briefcase from the passenger in the back. Dominic, he was part of the family, and he lost his life, the price to pay for trading sides. In the front seat, Boone squirmed and groaned. I could just aim my gun into the window and blow his brains out but I wanted him to see me when I offed him.

He turned his head toward me and now it was my turn to smirk. I licked the blood from my lips and aimed at him.

"Please," He groaned as he held his hand up in protest, but it's too late for all that. It wasn't any room for reconciliation. He took everything from me. He tried to set me up from the very beginning. He gotta die there's no room left for him to still be breathing.

"Rest in peace bitch." I told him as I unloaded the rest of Bri's clip into him. I was about to head back to Bri who was probably still freaked out in the car. As I was getting ready to walk to the other side the sound of heels clicking caught my attention.

"Christian?"

"Sorry little Prince," She gasped as she reached behind her. She pulled out a golden Glock, like the one Ralph had. "But that lot is mine."

She aimed at me and motioned for me to drop what I was holding which was the briefcase and my gun. My clip was empty, so the gun was useless. I dropped it, but I kept the briefcase. This bitch been in hiding this whole time and the only reason she comes out is so she could take what was mine? That's family for you I guess. Then I wondered if having a family was even worth it.

"You a real sneaky bitch." I chuckled darkly.

"No Prince. I'm a bitch with a plan." She pulled the trigger and hit me right in the stomach. I fell against the car and gasped.

I mumbled as I held my hand flat against my wound. She got closer to me but didn't make it far. Bullets from an unknown point flew toward her. The first struck her in her back. but she didn't stop approaching me. She aimed her gun at me. but then the second set of bullets rained. The first was enough to make her body spin.

Bri approached now, her gun aiming straight for her target. I swear this feels like some shit out of a movie. I wanted this to be fake, but every morning when I woke up and saw all the bullet wounds I had it reminded me that this was real.

Bri slowly pushed forward then she stopped just at her body. Christian coughed and spit up blood. On some sort of cue she slowly turned her head and looked at me, her face blank. Like she was nothing but a machine, I ain't never really seen her in a state like that. She didn't run to me like I wanted her to. Instead, she kept going toward Christian, she stood over her and aimed once again. Once, then twice, three times the gun went off. Each delivered right to her dome.

Drew pulled up in a black escalade, as he got out of the driver's seat he looked at Bri and then at me. He disregarded the fact the Bri just stood over Chrisitan and violated her. He ran over to me and lifted me up. Yet she continued to stand there staring at Christian. I limped over with Drew's help and grabbed her by the wrist. When she came back to earth she had tears in her eyes but her face was still blank.

"I don't think Mack can fix this." I groaned as I felt the blood draining from my body. Unfortunately, I think this is the one, I think this is the bullet that will end me. I just felt like with every second that passed I was leaving my body. My head rested in her lap and she played with my hair, her tears were running down her cheeks and landing on my face. She was rocking while she held me and she kept saying something but I couldn't even understand the shit.

I grabbed her hand and held it to my lips. Everything was moving slowly except for her. I could feel the urgency in her. The panic. I could feel her pulse through her left finger as I held it against my lips. I never thought Christian would be the one to kill me. That was only shit she said to me when I pissed her off. I never imagined she would pull through with the threat, not on purpose anyway.

"I do." That was the last thing I said to her as I looked into her pretty ass brown eyes one last time. This ain't the way I want her to remember me, not bloody laying in her lap. But the least I could leave her with was the two words that I wanted to say to her all along.