~Chapter 66~
I’m just going to grab the gun and maybe use it to threaten Roo to back off, I thought, over my plan.
Michael would help get Aria out of here, and we could finally escape this nightmare. It’s sounding like a good idea, a last-ditch effort to take control of the situation.
Right?
My hands snatched the gun, wrapping my fingers tightly around the grip. Roo’s eyes moved down to . "Ohh," he drawled, a sly grin spreading across his face.
His gaze lingered on the gun in my hand as he exhaled the smoke from his cigarette, looking so calm.
We’ll see who’s going to be calm. I picked myself up from the floor, my wobbly legs trembling beneath , making the gun shake slightly in my hands.
My blood was rushing towards my ears and my breathing ca out in short gasps. I was going to pass out, my legs were threatening to give out on before I could even talk.
This is how weak you are? I scread into my head, you can’t even defend yourself.
Shut it! Stay calm, don’t let him see how scared you are. Repeated that to myself, steadying my nerves.
I raised the gun towards Roo, keeping my aim steady but you know what happened?
Roo didn’t even flinch. He didn’t shake in fear, didn’t move, didn’t react in any way. It was as if he was made of stone, impervious to the threat of the gun.
This quickly threw back into the past, to the first ti I t Roo. I had been so naive, when I held the gun that day.
That day he told to prove if I didn’t know Ivan by killing myself but I had stupidly tried killing him and the gun fucked up.
Safety, I thought, darting my eyes down to the safety on the gun. I had made that mistake before, not knowing that the safety was on when I pulled the trigger.
But this ti, I was ready. The safety was off, and I was prepared to use the gun if necessary.
"Let them go," I demanded, struggling to keep emotions in check. "I’m the one you want, please just take and let them go. They have nothing to do with this." My strong facade fell off as I pleaded with my last sentence.
Roo just walked closer to , his eyes never leaving mine, until the shaking gun was pressed against his chest.
I could feel his heart beating beneath the barrel, mocking that he was still alive when I should just shoot him.
He was so close, so terrifying, that I could sll the cigarette smoke on his breath.
"Or what, kitten?" Roo inhaled his death sharply, the smoke moving into him as he called a stupid pet na.
Shuddering at the proximity between us, "I wouldn’t hesitate to shoot," I warned, eyes dark and serious.
"Let them both go." My embarrassing voice cracked again, making the gun almost fall out from my hands.
"jus.. ki....h...al..Ry.. hjdcb ." Aria scread sothing out, her voice muffled by the gag, but I couldn’t make out a single word.
But Roo scoffed, grinning like he understood her jumbled words.
My eyes frown alongside my face and Roo asked "What? You want a translator." he clicked his tongue before smirking.
"Alright, I would be your translator. Feisty said, just kill already " He pointed his cigarette toward Aria as he translated her words.
Aria gave him a hard glare, her eyes blazing with anger, but Roo just chuckled. He was enjoying this, reveling in our fear and situation.
Not to worry, he’s calm, too calm for his safety. He thinks that I wouldn’t shoot, that I was too weak or too scared to pull the trigger.
But he was wrong. Last ti, I had tried to shoot him, but the safety had been on, rendering the gun useless.
This ti, however, the safety was off, and I was ready to use the gun to protect my friends, scratch that, my family.
A dark and sinister voice that echoed the abusive taunts of my abusive father, sneered. "You want to finally be the killer your abusive father always calls you?" But I didn’t care.
I DON’T CARE.
I would do whatever it took to save my friends, even if it ant becoming a killer.
"Roo!" A loud voice bood, making jump. And As stupid as I was, I snapped my head towards the sound, my eyes going wide with surprise.
And in that mont of distraction, Roo snatched the gun out of my hands. He spun into his body, my back pressed against his chest and his free arm wrapped around my waist, holding tight.
I faced the person who had just called Roo, and it was Mr. Antonio with his usual stern expression.
He walked past Michael, who was now pinned against the wall by one of Roo’s n, his eyes wide with fear and his handso face now bruised with injuries.
When did they do that to him?
Mr. Antonio’s gaze swept the room, sighing as he took in the scene before him.
"What is it, old man?" Roo didn’t seem happy to see Mr. Antonio, and I had a hunch that Antonio was the only one who had a hold on Roo’s craziness.
There was sothing about Mr. Antonio’s presence that told a story that he knows how to calm Roo, to rein in his wild impulses.
"There’s a problem at the estate," Mr. Antonio said curtly, his eyes dark with concern, but his tone respectful.
I struggled against Roo’s grip as he just humd in response to Antonio’s words, his chest vibrating against my back.
"Knock him out," Roo said and I thought he was talking about Mr Antonio getting knocked out but then he nodded towards Michael.
"We need him as the storyteller to the police." The man who had been pinning Michael against the wall didn’t hesitate, his fist flying towards Michael’s face and Michael’s eyes went wide, his head snapping back as he lost consciousness.
My heart rate picked up rapidly as Roo’s next words about Aria broke . "And take feisty to the car," That’s not good, what would they do to her.
The man who had knocked Michael out walked over to Aria. He easily picked her up and knocked her out too, her head lolling to one side as she too, lost consciousness.
"Let her go, take instead!" I scread, struggling against Roo’s grip, his breath hot against my ear.
Roo scoffed, "Who said you wouldn’t co?" he whispered and before I could respond, before I could even process what he was saying, Roo’s fist connected with my head, sending a wave of pain crashing through my head.
My vision blurred as I felt myself being lifted off the ground. I tried to struggle, tried to fight back, but everything went dark.
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