Chapter 14: Chapter 14

"Alright, alright, that's enough from the both of you two" the man with an russian accent said. "Please take my life, leave my woman out of this" Ethan begged.

"Oh...my... my...my! You know how all this goes Ethan,I can't leave any stone unturned, you know that" he said pointing his gun straight to Ethan's face.

"It's an eye for an eye, a tooth for the other" he said.

"Pleaseplease,take me instead, spare him, please" I pleaded.

"I could take your offer, very very tempting but no, I'll pass" he said plainly. "SILAS!!" He shouted out.

"C'mon boy,I think it's time to play your part in this story," he said.

II can't believe this, Silas!, Silas is part of all this? How could he? How dare him!, Ethan love

this back stabber like a fucking son.

"C'mon son, take the gun from Marcello and shoot this mother fuckers" I watched Silas do as he was ordered.

"Silas!, How could you?" Ethan struggles with his breath. "Am sorry boss, he had a better offer" Silas brutally said.

I watched Silas point the gun straight to Ethan's face and my heart dropped deep down into my stomach, Ethan trying to stand on his feet, I heard him groan and holding the left side of his stomach, blood dripping out of his hand.

"Silas, you don't have to do this,"Ethan said, trying to gather himself. "Shoot him already Silas"the russian ordered.

"Don't" Ethan spoke. "Do it!" The Russian. "Don't!" Ethan again.

Their voices rose above the sacred silence. A glance, touch, and one small comment stirred a hurricane of harsh and hoarse insults. Their own Pandora boxes opened, sending each word full speed ahead to shatter our souls into a million pieces.

There was stillness on both sides. If hatred was visible, the air would have been scarlet. Then suddenly movement, so much force in every blow. Ethan rained blows onto Silas as if he meant to smash him into the very earth, I watched as Silas body weight hit the ground.

Silas did the same. Each didn't just want the other dead, they wanted him smashed, obliterated, nothing left to bury.

Attacking was what Ethan liked best, money and violence. He knew he shouldn't, knew it was wrong, but he didn't care.

I stood there,fear running through my veins,I feared for Ethan, Silas still had the gun in his hand,I prayed a silent prayer in my heart, wishing this was a nightmare,I wanted this to end.

I prayed,I kept praying so hard.

Screams broke out. The men rushed forward, shouting orders. Body clashed. Guns fired. More shouting. More screaming. More running. The attack was fierce, efficient and deadly.

I watched as both bodies fell to the ground. Oh God....

I waited, I wanted to move but I couldn't, my knees failed me, I wanted to scream my heart out but I instantly became voiceless.

"Hmm" the weak voice of Ethan, trying to stand.

"Not so fast Ethan,"the russian said, grabbing onto my neck and pointing the gun to my head. I froze.

"Please don't hurt me" I begged.

"Please Aiden, let her go, take my life, just don't hurt her" Ethan pleaded. "Well am sorry Mr lover boy" he said.

"Marcello!!" He called out.

The moment played out in slow motion,the rifle followed the arc, his body swung in the sudden movement out the corner of his eyes.

The bullet spat out of his hand, red in the darkness. It hit Ethan in the chest, propelling him backward in an awkward way.I watched him kneel, his body hit to the cold ground.

For a few seconds he looked up at the ceiling as if he was trying to admire it one last time. "Noooooooooooo!"I screamed.

I tried to free myself out of the hands of the russian but his grip was even more tight, I watched Ethan bleed, his eyes staring at me.

Those eyes, those eyes looking at me with so much pain, I watched him struggle to breathe, to live,he wanted to live for me, for us,for our unborn child.

The bullets hit again with extreme precision. They tore effortlessly through the soft human tissue, allowing the arteries to split. This coated the floor in a slick, thick liquid. Blood.

This time it wasn't Ethan who got hit,it wasn't Marcello who shot, neither was it Aiden.

I could feel the pain in my head, I could hear the smell of blood too,my vision became blurry and my knees failed me the second time.

My full weight hit the cold ground, next to the man that I've shared my life with, the man I love.

I could hear voices, uncleared voices, gunshots, I hear faded commands and the whisper of Ethan voice in my head.

Our lives flash through my very eyes,the sweet moments and the bad ones,the sweet memories.

I felt someone lift my body from the cold ground, I blacked out. Mark arrived with the police.

"Two men down, I repeat two men down" one of the police announced. Mark noticed Ethan's body laying on the floor.

"Boss!" He called out.

"Please help him, he's still alive" he called out for some help.

"The other one is dead" one of the police men announced as the other hurried to get Ethan into the ambulance.

"Silas!" He noticed the cold dead body of Silas as he walked out with police men to the ambulance.

"You're gonna be fine Ethan, everything is going to be ok" Mark kept saying more to Ethan then himself.

We lived closer to pain,then we were happy.