Duck Drama

Chapter 30- Zehra

MATT POV

"Over my dead body." I say, and cock my gun. No one will harm the McDucks. Not while I live.

Dewey showed me that they're not as bad as Bradford makes us think. 

Dewey really is a great guy, and I see him as a brother. I know he cares for Zehra, and that makes me care for him. He'll never hurt her, or me, so I'll never hurt him, or his family.

Liam thinking I'd let him do that? That's- Ooooohhh, he's wrong.

Liam's caused so much harm. I hate him with everything I have.

Killing him is the best thing to do...

ZEHRA POV

"Over my dead body." Matt snarls and cocks his gun.

All fighting has stopped... And all eyes are on Matt...

He walks over to Liam, who is smiling, obviously thinking Matt wouldn't hurt him. He thought wrong...

"How many times should I shoot you...?" Matt says. 

I flinch at the sound.

"Let's see... you've made fun of me for years, that could be one." BANG! Right in the right leg.

Liam screams out in pain. 

"You've rigged my papers so you could be my sisters trainer!" Matt yells and shoots Liam's hand, making him scream again. 

Blood is everywhere, but I can't look away. I need to make sure Liam dies...

"AND YOU RAPED MY SISTER!!!" Matt yells, breathing heavily. He shoots Liam in the forehead... finally killing the living nightmare...

I look at the dead body next to me... covered in blood.

What I don't like is that Liam's eyes are looking at mine... like he's still alive...

"I- Is he dead?" I ask, my voice shaking, still staring at dead Liam... and Cheeky.

Dewey kicks Liam's head, making it look the other way of me. 

"Looks pretty dead to me." Dewey says... but I can tell he's still hurt I didn't say anything.

Is that it? Is Liam finally dead? Will everything be okay now?

If so... then why does everything feel worse?

"Let's find Athena and Mrs. B." Louie suggests, patting Matt's shoulder. "Thanks, by the way..." He adds, making Matt look at him. "For not letting him kill me- I mean, us."

Matt chuckles. "Yeah, well... let's just say I've grown to like the McDucks..." He turns serious and points at Louie. "But not because of you! You have Dewey to thank for that.

Louie rolls his eyes. "Alright, yeah. Let's go, shall we?"

Ouch... Louie isn't talking to Dewey.

...

Because of me? He does hate me...

Dewey stands up to follow the others out of the mansion, but I pull him back.

"Dewey...?" I ask.

'Please don't be mad at me....'

He doesn't reply. He just turns around. His face shows no sign of anger or hurt.

But his eyes do...

"Dewey... are you mad?" I hold his hand in mine, playing with his fingers.

He places his free hand on my cheek and gives me a sad smile. His hand soon moves to my hair, and his fingers play with that.