Maybe I Could Love You Again
Chapter 9: What's Killing Me, Is That I'm Killing You...
Tony's POV
I was beginning to get anxious. I had to tell her the truth but she wouldn't come anywhere near me now. I don't blame her, I've been such a horrid person. Horrid being an understatement. You can't even describe what I am for what I've done to her and her family. I hated myself for it.
I screamed out loud in frustration with myself. I had to get out of this room, I had to try at least. I didn't want to see her suffer. It may seem like I do but Alex has eyes everywhere watching my every move. If I did such a thing I would be saying goodbye to my life, although I'd deserve it right now. After all these years I've been tormenting her.
Right now I was frantically trying to pick the lock, I couldn't concentrate. I could hear footsteps. Then another set of footsteps. I heard muffled talking but I couldn't make out what they saying, I couldn't even make out if I knew the voices. I managed to get the door open, opening it I quickly set off to look for her. They had moved her rooms, that I knew but they didn't tell me which one they had put her in. I heard a door slam not far from me. I hid, my first reaction was to hide. The doors kept slamming shut. Someone was looking for something or someone. Possibly me.
That was until I heard the voice. "I've got you." I stayed where I was, hoping they would come this way. I wanted a chance to explain myself. I know I'd probably never get it, but I had to make them see non of all this was any of my idea. I really did and I still do love Claire. I heard their footsteps, I could hear her crying slightly. Just as they passed where I was, I stepped out. "Hand her over Vic." I spoke. It sounded worse than I wanted it to.
He whispered something to her and she set off at run. You could tell it was painful for her to run but she did her best. Right now I could possibly say I was scared of what was going to happen. "You ruined my family..." anger spread across his face.
"Let me explain." I took a step closer, freezing when he pulled a gun out. He was now crying, through anger possibly.
"You destroyed them, you broke them. She fucking loved you!" he shouted, his trembled as his finger started going towards the trigger. "I trusted you, everyon...." I took another step forward. "I swear to god if you come closer, I'll pull the trigger."
"Vic please, you do...AHHH!!" I screamed, grabbing my leg. The shot vibrating in my ears. He dropped it, shaking, crying even harder than before. He fell to the floor, saying that he was sorry over and over again. I couldn't understand why he was apologising. His eyes went wide as he looked behind me. He got up slowly, I glanced back to see Alex stood there also with a gun. I pleaded with Vic to run with my eyes, he couldn't get on Alex's bad side.
He ran, or started to. A shot was fired, Vic cried out clutching his side. The gun was dropped beside me. Two hands grabbing my own and dragging me off. Please be okay. I was forced to stand up despite the pain in my leg, despite the fact my leg was bleeding badly. They shoved me into a room, throwing punches from every angle.
I was sure I was going to die.
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Claire's POV
My eyes fluttered open, I could hear machines beeping. I was back in the bed. "Miss Fuentes?" I didn't take any notice, instantly my head towards the door. "Miss Fuentes? Michael is sat outside, he's waiting to see you."
"What about Vic?" my eyes not leaving the door, my voice no more than a whisper.
"Victor is still in surgery, would you like me to send Michael in?" I nodded a little, the doctor left as within seconds in came my twin brother. His eyes red and puffy, his face tear stained. Just at the sight of him, my own cries began. "Oh Mikey." he came over to me, hugging me tightly. I heard a small sob escape him. Once he had calmed down, he looked at me straight in the eyes. He was about to say something bad I knew that look on his face. "Tony's here." he muttered.
"W-what?!" I shouted. "Mike, take me to him? Please?" He didn't even argue back. He went and got a couple of hospital staff who helped me off the bed and into a wheelchair. They took me to another room, two police officers stood outside it. They allowed me in. My hand clapped over my mouth when I saw him. Blinking rapidly, I asked Mike to take me closer. "Give me a few minutes, wait outside for me."
He hesitated but he left me alone. I grabbed Tony's hand, placing a soft kiss on it. "I fucking hate you, but I love you still..." I whispered. "What happened to my beautiful Tony?" A tear slipped. I glanced behind me to see Jaime had joined Mike. I gave them a small smile before turning my attention to Tony.
"I know you can hear Tone, so listen. I want you to die so badly for what you've done Mikey. But you can't die on me, not yet. You have to wake up, just like Vic does. You have to come back to me, you have to tell me why. I spotted a note beside his bed. I grabbed it and read it.
It read:
what's killing me, is that I'm killing you.....
I knew who it was for. But it didn't make any sense at all. "I love you." I whispered. I motioned for Mike to come and get me. I had said what I needed to say so far. As soon as we exited the room Jaime bent down wrapping his arms round me. A few more tears slipped as the words from the note buzzed in my head.
what's killing me, is that I'm killing you.
What did mean by that? Jaime let go of me, handing me a piece of paper. "They found it in Vic's back pocket." His voice cracked. I unfolded it and read it.
Claire, Mike.
Maybe I'll pretend right now, but I swear to god I'm gonna change the world.
That I just did, I tried to change the world. I tried to change your two' worlds. If you're reading this I have possibly done it but failed you both by leaving you behind. The world will be a better place one day, don't ever give up.
Hold on.
I love you both
X
No. No. He couldn't just leave me like that.
I was beginning to get anxious. I had to tell her the truth but she wouldn't come anywhere near me now. I don't blame her, I've been such a horrid person. Horrid being an understatement. You can't even describe what I am for what I've done to her and her family. I hated myself for it.
I screamed out loud in frustration with myself. I had to get out of this room, I had to try at least. I didn't want to see her suffer. It may seem like I do but Alex has eyes everywhere watching my every move. If I did such a thing I would be saying goodbye to my life, although I'd deserve it right now. After all these years I've been tormenting her.
Right now I was frantically trying to pick the lock, I couldn't concentrate. I could hear footsteps. Then another set of footsteps. I heard muffled talking but I couldn't make out what they saying, I couldn't even make out if I knew the voices. I managed to get the door open, opening it I quickly set off to look for her. They had moved her rooms, that I knew but they didn't tell me which one they had put her in. I heard a door slam not far from me. I hid, my first reaction was to hide. The doors kept slamming shut. Someone was looking for something or someone. Possibly me.
That was until I heard the voice. "I've got you." I stayed where I was, hoping they would come this way. I wanted a chance to explain myself. I know I'd probably never get it, but I had to make them see non of all this was any of my idea. I really did and I still do love Claire. I heard their footsteps, I could hear her crying slightly. Just as they passed where I was, I stepped out. "Hand her over Vic." I spoke. It sounded worse than I wanted it to.
He whispered something to her and she set off at run. You could tell it was painful for her to run but she did her best. Right now I could possibly say I was scared of what was going to happen. "You ruined my family..." anger spread across his face.
"Let me explain." I took a step closer, freezing when he pulled a gun out. He was now crying, through anger possibly.
"You destroyed them, you broke them. She fucking loved you!" he shouted, his trembled as his finger started going towards the trigger. "I trusted you, everyon...." I took another step forward. "I swear to god if you come closer, I'll pull the trigger."
"Vic please, you do...AHHH!!" I screamed, grabbing my leg. The shot vibrating in my ears. He dropped it, shaking, crying even harder than before. He fell to the floor, saying that he was sorry over and over again. I couldn't understand why he was apologising. His eyes went wide as he looked behind me. He got up slowly, I glanced back to see Alex stood there also with a gun. I pleaded with Vic to run with my eyes, he couldn't get on Alex's bad side.
He ran, or started to. A shot was fired, Vic cried out clutching his side. The gun was dropped beside me. Two hands grabbing my own and dragging me off. Please be okay. I was forced to stand up despite the pain in my leg, despite the fact my leg was bleeding badly. They shoved me into a room, throwing punches from every angle.
I was sure I was going to die.
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Claire's POV
My eyes fluttered open, I could hear machines beeping. I was back in the bed. "Miss Fuentes?" I didn't take any notice, instantly my head towards the door. "Miss Fuentes? Michael is sat outside, he's waiting to see you."
"What about Vic?" my eyes not leaving the door, my voice no more than a whisper.
"Victor is still in surgery, would you like me to send Michael in?" I nodded a little, the doctor left as within seconds in came my twin brother. His eyes red and puffy, his face tear stained. Just at the sight of him, my own cries began. "Oh Mikey." he came over to me, hugging me tightly. I heard a small sob escape him. Once he had calmed down, he looked at me straight in the eyes. He was about to say something bad I knew that look on his face. "Tony's here." he muttered.
"W-what?!" I shouted. "Mike, take me to him? Please?" He didn't even argue back. He went and got a couple of hospital staff who helped me off the bed and into a wheelchair. They took me to another room, two police officers stood outside it. They allowed me in. My hand clapped over my mouth when I saw him. Blinking rapidly, I asked Mike to take me closer. "Give me a few minutes, wait outside for me."
He hesitated but he left me alone. I grabbed Tony's hand, placing a soft kiss on it. "I fucking hate you, but I love you still..." I whispered. "What happened to my beautiful Tony?" A tear slipped. I glanced behind me to see Jaime had joined Mike. I gave them a small smile before turning my attention to Tony.
"I know you can hear Tone, so listen. I want you to die so badly for what you've done Mikey. But you can't die on me, not yet. You have to wake up, just like Vic does. You have to come back to me, you have to tell me why. I spotted a note beside his bed. I grabbed it and read it.
It read:
what's killing me, is that I'm killing you.....
I knew who it was for. But it didn't make any sense at all. "I love you." I whispered. I motioned for Mike to come and get me. I had said what I needed to say so far. As soon as we exited the room Jaime bent down wrapping his arms round me. A few more tears slipped as the words from the note buzzed in my head.
what's killing me, is that I'm killing you.
What did mean by that? Jaime let go of me, handing me a piece of paper. "They found it in Vic's back pocket." His voice cracked. I unfolded it and read it.
Claire, Mike.
Maybe I'll pretend right now, but I swear to god I'm gonna change the world.
That I just did, I tried to change the world. I tried to change your two' worlds. If you're reading this I have possibly done it but failed you both by leaving you behind. The world will be a better place one day, don't ever give up.
Hold on.
I love you both
X
No. No. He couldn't just leave me like that.
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