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Andrew’s POV
“Where is she?” I asked into my phone.
“Boss, I shoot her at the airport.” He said, on the other side of the line.
“Did you stay there until she was dead?” I asked, impatiently.
“N-no but I swear she is dead, I shot her twice and there was no one near her.” He said, but I didn’t care enough to stay on the line and I hung up.
I ran out my door and into one of my cars, turning the ignition on and letting it purr too life. I drove faster than I ever had too the airport, running every led light, not bothering about illegal turns and ignoring speed limits.
I got too the airport and prayed that I would find her… still alive. I jumped out of my car and sprinted to the private jet sector but when I arrived I felt my legs give out under me.
There was nothing, just flames. There was no airport just fire, tons and tons of fire. I watched as the firefighters were attempting to put out the fire and scanned looking for any ambulances… but found none.
“Sir, you have to leave the area.” A firefighter said. My head whipped too him and I stood up pointing my gun at him, “Were there any survivors?” I asked, holding my breath for his answer.
“N-no, sir. Please don’t kill me.” He replied, putting his hands up in surrender.
For the third time today my whole world fell, she was really gone. I couldn’t accept it, she is really dead… I felt my head spin around, I could no longer breathe and my chest clenched so hard I felt my hands start to shake.
“Sir, sir. Are you okay?” The firefighter asked but I couldn’t hear him, I couldn’t hear anything but a ringing in my ears.
I felt my legs move but couldn’t register what was happening, all I could think about was Ava. My eye sight gave in and I couldn”t see any of my surroundings, I just saw Ava”s face, her smile.
When I finally gained control over my body I was in the car and driving on a road. I pressed my foot on the acceleration and started turning my wheel towards on coming traffic, I wanted too die.
Everything in me just wanted to take the easy way out and die because I couldn”t imagine a life without her but I remembered Dalia.
I couldn”t let Dalia grow up without her brother and my mom wouldn”t be able too handle the stress of me dying.
I took my foot of the acceleration and turned my steering wheel back onto the road and I drove back home.
I walked back into my house and ignored everything around me, walking back up too my office. I opened my door and looked at Ashley’s lifeless body on top of a pool of blood next too Alex’s.
I pulled out my phone and dialed some of my men. In a few minutes they were all in my office, raising their eyebrows at the scene.
“This is what happens too traitors.” I growled, pointing too Alex and Ashley.
“If I can kill my second hand man for betraying me I won’t hesitate to kill one of you for betraying me.” I continued, making sure they understood what I was saying.
They all nodded their head in agreement and I looked into every one of their eyes for guilt, making sure we didn’t have another worm.
When I didn’t find anything I told them too clean their bodies and made sure that the rest of the gang knew.
When they cleaned up the mess and left my house, I couldn’t hold myself together anymore. I let everything come to me, everything I was trying to keep at bay I let come. Anger, hurt, love, heartbreak, everything.
I loved her, she meant the world too me and there was nothing I wouldn’t do too bring her back to me. I hated myself for not trusting her, when she gave me every reason to trust me.
I was too blinded by jealousy and distrust that I didn’t see that Ava would never do that too me. And on top of everything I let her last few day alive be spent with the monster that she could never get rid of, the one I promised I would protect her from.
“How am I going to tell Dalia that her favorite person was gone, forever?” I thought to myself.
I told Dalia that she was on vacation and she was coming back because I couldn’t bring myself to hurt her but now I would have to tell her.
I would have to tell her that her devil brother killed an angel.
“COOOOLLLEEEE” I heard a familiar voice scream from downstairs. I got up from the floor where I had crumbled and walked downstairs to meet a hurt Travis. He heard me and met my eyes, he was ready to murder me but behind that I knew he was hurt.
“Tyl-” I started but stopped when I felt Traviss fist meet my jaw. I clenched my fists but stopped when I knew I deserved it, I deserved every pain that was going to come to me. He continued to throw punches at me and I just stood there and took them.
Over and over again Travis jabbed me in the face until, I finally stumbled to the ground not fighting back. He got on top of me and continued to let his anger out on me.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
“She is DEAD because of you.” He screamed, punching me one last time. There was no anger left in his voice instead it was replaced by pain and hurt.
“You killed her. How could you? She never did anything too you and all you did was ruin her.” He said, while getting off of me but no anger in his voice.
“Travis, I am sorry. I-I love her.” I said. Getting up and feeling my chest tighten that I had finally said it out loud.
Travis head snapped too me and any hurt he had was now gone and clearly filled with rage. “Loved.” He corrected me. “And you don’t get that fucking right, you don’t or you would have killed her.” He continued, snarling at me.
“Rot in hell.” He hissed before storming out of my house.
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