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"I'm a big mess, and that's the last thing you need right now...but this mess loves you endlessly"

~LovableQuotes.com

Logan's POV

I haven't been more afraid ever before.

My entire life was flashing by in front of my eyes as Carlton waved the murderous, dark metal object, pointing it straight towards my chest.

I tried my utmost to stay calm, trying to overpower the feeling of a dagger harshly being twisted in my gut. I lost my hearing and the only sounds that were audible to me were my thundering heart and my rasping breaths.

"Carlton..." I lifted my trembling palm towards him as if to shield myself; it weighed a hundred tons "...put the gun down...please"

I had no mettle to view Claire's condition but I pushed her behind me, barricading her from him completely so she doesn't become the weapon's target instead.

"Who's miserable now?" his wicked grin widened and he shot us a treacherous one-sided smirk. Walking towards us with quick strides, he uttered "Back off"

I backed off, dragging Claire with me, into a dark alleyway between two ramshackle buildings. He stood in the center of one side of the alleyway; the other side was barred with a netted gateway. It was a dead end – we were trapped.

"You're making a big mistake" I protested, knowing there was no way I was getting away from this.

"You know who made a big mistake?!" he bellowed, violently gesturing with his gun "That truck driver who slammed into you! You should've fucking died that day, dumbass!"

"Why are you doing this?! Just because some stupid girl rejected you...because of me?"

He laughed bitterly, strolling closer "Oh don't you dare go there, Walker! I swear all these six bullets will hit you one after the other in the same fucking spot and I'll make sure Claire cherishes every second of it"

"Stop...please!" I heard her crying from behind me.

Every minute passed by too quickly, I found myself searching my mind desperately for solutions. The fear was like a hammer to the head, spreading a paralyzing ache through my body.

"Are you crazy?" I said "You're about to take someone's life!"

"I don't give a shit about that someone!"

"You...you really think killing me is the only solution?" I spoke, my tensed muscles pushing tears out of the corner of my eyes "You think that'll make Breanna love you?"

"Shut the fuck up Walker" he gritted his teeth "You're the reason I cry myself to sleep every night...now it's you turn to suffer" saying that got ready to pull the trigger.

I had never imagined this is how it would all end; I never thought this was how I'd die.

Time seemed to slow down, heat roughly pulsating throughout my body. My heartbeat throbbed in my ears and I gulped painfully, feeling something spiky and sharp initiate burning sensations down my throat.

I exhaled deeply when his other hand went up to hold the gun in place, aiming it towards my already wounded and bandaged chest.

The night was cloudy; the thick mist veiled the full moon from view and its faint sheen emanated rays from amid the fog. It glowed in the sky behind Carlton – his deathly glare fixated on my face.

"Stop!"

Someone yelled, causing me to jump while he lowered his gun a little.

"Cut it, Carlton!" Claire cried. Her next move left me speechless. She pushed me out of her way and stood in front of me, now standing between me and him "You'll have to go through me first"

"What?" Carlton asked, sarcastically and began to laugh. It wasn't a humorous laughter at all; instead, it sent painful shivers down the length of my arms.

"I'll not let you do this Carlton" her body posture was stiff and confident, her voice breaking a little.

He was grinning widely, evidently enjoying this "That is very sweet of you hon, but I'm afraid it might hurt a little"

"Do it"

My lips parted in astonishment when she said that, glaring shockingly at her back.

"Do it if you dare" she repeated "I bet you don't even know how to use that gun"

He pressed his tongue on his cheek, shooting a challenging glare at her "Don't play with fire sweetheart"

Abruptly, he pointed the gun towards the sky and pulled the trigger causing a sickening sound of a gunshot whizzing through the still atmosphere.

It made my head hurt just to imagine the intensity and speed of the bullet and what it would feel like if it went through me, especially when I was already wounded there.

Right then, I knew we were playing with fire and Claire was in as much trouble as I was.

"Claire, get away from him" I reach forward to grip her wrist, to pull her closer to me, to take her into my arms. I craved that feeling the most at that moment.

Unexpectedly, she pulled her hand away, yelling at him "Carlton you've completely lost your mind! Imagine if someone tried to hurt your loved one in front of you!"

"Like I care"

"I love him, Carlton, please for fuck's sake try to think about what you're doing–"

"I don't give shit–"

"Imagine if it was Breanna! Would you let someone kill her?!–"

"Shut up Claire–"

"Imagining watching her die!"

Claire had taken it too far, I yelled to cut her off "Shut up Claire, you're angering him!"

"That's it" he said "None of you are leaving alive tonight"

No, no, no...

This has happened to me before. I've witnessed a loved one dying because of me and I was helpless, feeble, could do nothing to stop it.

I loved Claire too much to let her suffer the same fate.

She didn't have to do this. This was my fight. When Carlton gets his revenge I was sure he'd leave Claire alone, he had no mettle to hurt a girl.

Immediately before he could do anything, I dashed towards her. My arms circled around her body; swiftly, I turned her around so my back was facing him and Claire was out of his aim.

I was drawn into a petrifying haze, into an abyss of nothingness.

She felt so fragile and weak in my arms, her body completely vulnerable to pain. I wanted to protect her; I wanted to make her feel safe when she was with me.

I wish it hadn't turned out this way.

I wish I had never agreed to the idea of pretending to date her.

I wish we had never met in the first place.

I was cancer, trouble followed me everywhere I went, and hopefully tonight it would all end and I would get freedom from this hefty guiltiness.

Burying my face into her beautiful blonde hair, I inhaled her intoxicating scent before I heard the gunshot.

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