When all was said and done, I was left with the person that started it all. My fingers were itching, just begging me to pull the trigger.
"Son, please think about this. I love you, and -"
"Shut the fuck up!!!! I've given you one last chance to prove yourself worthy of being a proper father, and you instead spit in my face. Do you enjoy seeing me suffer? Do you enjoy seeing my pain?" I broke down in front of him, and I didn't care.
"I did what was best for you, son. Don't you see? Me and you, we could run this town, this entire country even. And your love for this girl put our plan in jeopardy!!!"
"I'm done with your crap." Cocking my gun one last time before aiming it straight between his eyebrows, I had enough. "Fuck you, and fuck your bullshit."
"Go to hell, you bastard!!!!"
"I vacation there." With a last smirk, I pulled the trigger, shooting him square between his eyebrows.
With a loud thud, his heavy body fell to the ground.
How I felt that I just killed my own father? I could care less at this point.
(Song playing : Harry Styles - Adore You)
*Mason, are you there?!?!*
*Yeah, why do you sound so panicky? Is she okay??*
*Well....listen man....*
*What Logan, what is it?!?! Where is she?!?!*
*The men found a car at the bottom of the bridge.*
*And?!?!*
*That was the car she was driving. It's burnt beyond recognition.*
*What....what are you saying to me?*
*I'm sorry Mason....the men say that there's a strong possibility that she didn't make it.*
Pain. Pain is all I felt at that moment.
'There's a strong possibility that she didn't make it.'
'I'm sorry Mason.'
'That was the car she was driving.'
'Burnt beyond recognition.'
Those were the words that were repeating themselves in my mind, on repeat,unable to switch them off.
I couldn't stop the tears that fell from my eyes. My knees gave out from under me, sending me kneeling down on the cold concrete floor.
I didn't even feel the presence of a person walking in. All I felt was a touch on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry bro. Truly. I've sent some men over to check the damage of the car, and hopefully, she's still alive."
"I can't live without her. Drew can't live without her. I...love her Dom." I struggled through my tears.
"I hope she's still alive, I pray that she is. I should've ended the old bastard when I had the chance." Gesturing towards the lifeless body of our father a few feet away from us.
"Get the car ready, I'll be there in a second."
Dom gave me a sad smile, before getting up and giving me one last pat on the back. " Take as much time as you need, and after that, we'll find our princess."
I don't know how long I sat there, but soon as I looked outside it was already dark. Wiping any remnants of dried up tears, I got up, with determination to find my Zara, alive.
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The drive was, silent....gloomy. Not even music was played.
"Did you take care of the body?"
"Yes."
"Take me to the bridge."
Silence. It's like they can't believe what they just heard.
"What?"
"Take me to the bridge. Where they found the car. Now."
About 5 minutes later, we stopped at the familiar looking bridge, and sure enough, the once bright red car was smothered in flames, leaving only the shell behind.
"What did they find so far?"
"They found a piece of the fabric she was wearing, but other than that, nothing. If they found remnants of her body they would've said something by now."
Running a hand through my thick hair, I began to think. Maybe she ran into the nearby forest, and the fire started right after. Maybe she's looking for me, just as I'm looking for her. Maybe she thinks something happened to me, just as I think something happened to her.
Before I knew it....my feet led me to the separation between the bridge and the trees.
"Hey, where are you off to?" Hunter ran after me.
"I have to look for her, she can't be dead. I just know it."
"What if Killian's men are still lurking in there? We can't lose you both. Please, let us help you."
"No, you guys have helped enough. I have my torch, gun and phone with me, and besides, you can come over tomorrow morning and you can continue then."
A sigh left his lips before nodding disappointedly. "Fine, but call us when you find something, we'll leave one of the cars behind in case you get tired. Love you man."
"Love you too bro. Wish me luck."
"Haha, good luck. See you tomorrow."
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Almost 3AM. I spent 6 hours looking. For just about anything, even if it's....no Mason. Need to be optimistic.
I was about give up, and try again later when I saw a light in the distance. I decided to follow it.
The more I got closer the more I realised that it was actually a lit fire in a clearing. Along with a dark figure slumped over a couple feet next to it.
Cocking my gun, I walked over to the figure.
With one hand, I turned it over, my body shook with shock.
"Zara."
"Zara, please wake up." Checking her pulse, a sigh of relief escaped my lips when I found a heart beat.
I lightly tapped her cheek to wake her up, soon after she started stirring, before a loud scream escaped her lips.
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What the hell is that tapping on my face?!?!
I opened my eyes to a fucking huge man looking right at me, and I went into instant panic mode.
Without warning, I slapped the shit out of him screaming my lungs out, hoping that someone might help me. I can't go back, I just can't. Where the fuck is he to help me?!?!
"Stop, baby, it's me. It's okay!!! Relax!!"
"What the fuck? You're here?? With me??" I couldn't believe it. He's here with me.
"Yes, you can stop slapping me now." He lightly chuckled, before looking serious. "Everyone thought you died. Heck, even me. You really did a number on us back then."
"I know. I'm sorry. I just couldn't go back there again."
"No, I'm sorry. For dragging you into this mess. Although I must admit, you are brave as fuck driving into the water. "
"It was either that or turn into their fucking sex slave, so I had to do anything I had to do at that point."
At this his face darkened for a split second before returning back to his normal self, and subconsciously started stroking my hair. "Well, you don't have to worry about him anymore. He's part of our past now. We'll be just fine."
(Song playing : SiR - John Redcorn.)
"Can we go now? My breasts are aching." I just remembered that I hadn't breastfed in days, so my breasts were painful as fuck.
"Of course baby, let's get out of here." Getting up, carrying me with him, he walked back the way he came, and drove us home.
In the car, his free hand was always on my thigh, constantly squeezing from time to time.
"Baby?"
"Hmm?" He glanced back at me before returning to the road.
"How does a family vacation sound? Just me, you and Drew?"
A small smile made its way to his face before answering, "Oh yeah? Where do you suppose we go?"
I put my finger on my chin, and pretended to think for a while, "How about Santorini, Greece?"
"Right!!! We were supposed to go there yesterday actually."
"Mason I didn't know that!!" I laughed punching his arm.
"Of course you weren't, it was meant to be a surprise darling. Let's first get you healed up, and settled, then we'll leave. How does that sound?" He offered.
"I guess that's the most logical choice."
Suddenly he stopped the car in our neighborhood at a corner, and turned to look at me.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. I hated people staring at me for long periods of time and he knew it.
"I love you. And I don't want to ever put you in such a fucked up situation ever again."
"But you didn't know that this would happen. None of us did. And blaming yourself won't really solve anything." Confusion etched itself on my face.
"I know, but at the same time I feel like I took advantage of you. I saw a young hot girl I liked, and I never really took how you felt into consideration and I just feel like I don't deserve you." He wiped a stray tear that fell, and looked away.
His words broke my heart, and seeing him cry was extremely hard, because I've never seen him cry before. He's always been very good at hiding his emotional side, but today he decided to be vulnerable in front of me.
I reached out and wiped his tears, and turned his face to face me. "Listen, sure things took a totally unexpected turn, and I'll be honest with you. At first, I wasn't even sure we we're gonna make it past the first month of getting to know each other. Because from what I immediately noticed, you were a fucking womaniser, and women were always attracted to you, no matter where we were, stray bitches always tried to make small talk.
I was already convinced that you were absolutely not the type of person i would see myself with long term, also with the age difference, I was afraid. Afraid of getting my heart broken again. But 1 year and 1 baby later, you're still here, doing exactly what you're supposed to be doing, which is acting like a man. And doing exactly what a man is supposed to be doing, taking care of his household, and his family.
Yes, you dated a girl 10 fucking years younger than you, but also remember that I entered this relationship on my own FREEEEE WILL okay?!?!"
By the end of my rant, I was practically yelling in his face, while he just looked at me in awe.
"Besides, I love me a hunky baby daddy. Because I'm pretty sure he loves me just as much, and that alone is enough."
"Fuck, I just bagged a smart woman. You're a fucking treasure, you know that?" The amazed look on his face never disappearing.
"I try. Now drive, I wanna see my kid!!"
"It's our kid. Remember? Stop that nonsense, and give Daddy a kiss."
We were seconds into our kiss when I remembered I hadn't brushed my teeth in 2 days. "Fuck, I haven't brushed my teeth yet." I pulled back, a pink tint making its way onto my cheeks and ears.
He immediately realized that fact, and full blown laughed in seat, and threw his head back.
" I totally couldn't tell, your breath seemed pretty good though....but don't worry, you'll make it up to me."
"I'm sure I will."