06-27-2014, 12:25 PM
BANG!
And just like that, her dazzling hair and beautiful face sunk to the ground. Mark had a tear in his eye, it was as if he believed that he had no other choice but to go through with the promise that he made.
Another part of my soul died right there. Without her, I felt that I was half the man. Half of me had just been ripped apart by Death.
I ran to her and grabbed her, she fell into my arms as her body went cold.
“It...was... always you.” She desperately got those words out of her mouth and then that was her final pulse. I stared deeply into her eyes for the final time before closing her eyelids. I could barely look at her. I ereupted into tears and I struggled to get out a whimper.
“Always you.” I struggled to get the words out. It was a pathetic whimper like a dying cat.
Mark moved away for a moment, and looked down at the sea, with his head in his right hand. The man was filled with instant regret.
Monster.
Then he knelt down beside her and looked at her face closely. Then he looked up at me, and I looked up at him.
WHACK!
Mark flew to the floor as I cracked him with a back hand. I stood over him, red in fury. I wanted to end him here and now but I would not disgrace Lacey's last moments by fighting merely seconds after her death. This revenge could wait.
“Why, why would you do that?”
“I loved her.”
“SO YOU KILLED HER TO PROVE A POINT!? No you did not love her. How can you claim to have loved anyone? You're a monster that's what you are now. Once upon a time there was a decent human being inside of you. Where is THAT man?”
“It's too late.”
“What do you mean it's too late?”
“It's too late for me. It's too late to pretend I am anything else. I am too far gone.”
“That's a fucking understatement right there.”
I looked up at him, saddened and disgusted.
Mark then backed away, but he placed his hand in his pocket and pulled out his gun once again. He aimed it directly at me.
“Really Mark? Now? You want to do this after what you have just done? WHEN DOES IT END?”
Another tear trickled slowly down my face.
“It ends when I say it ends and that is when I truly have my vengeance.”
“Watching the world around me crumble isn't vengeance enough for...”
“IT'S NEVER ENOUGH!”
“Oh but it is, or at least it should be. You can still retain any humanity that is left inside of you, or is that damn impossible now?”
Then, in the corner of my eye, I noticed that the suited man hadn't moved a muscle during all of this. Across the beach, he still stood behind the railings, staring. He wasn't the slightest bit subtle and all I wondered was whether Mark had noticed him, or whether Mark had hired him. I continued to bite my lip due to the frustration and sadness of Lacey's death.
“Please, I beg of you Mark. No more blood shed tonight. Or... even better....ever”
“There's always more blood shed...Why not? What happens if I let you go? Let you regroup? Let you call the police? It's just like I said. It's gone on too long now for me not to end this properly.”
“Why would I call the police? So that you can tell them that I butchered my own father and two of my brothers as well? Do you really think I am that stupid? As for regrouping... there is no regrouping... LET IT END.”
“IT ENDS WHEN YOU ARE BURIED SIX FOOT UNDER NEXT TO THAT PRECIOUS BITCH OF YOURS.”
“There he is. There's the true colours once more. Yet you would have me believe that you loved her.”
“I did. Or at least I loved the idea of having her...”
“It all makes sense now. You never loved her. You never even truly wanted her. All you wanted was to hurt me. Is that what your life is now Mark? Your whole life is just one huge web of lies simply based around ruining the life of Steve Davids? Well you've gone too far. There are certain things you just do not go near or you will suffer the consequences. When you stepped past the boundaries and had men attack my own uncle. My friends. My wrestling career. Now her. Even when you first met me, this was your intention the whole time. A year of my life completely and utterly obliterated by one man. My family and everyone else who ever, once, loved me, dead and gone. I'm going to walk away now Mark, not because I want to. Not because I can. But because I have to. I am taking her body with me. She's not being left to wash up on some foreign shore in 6 or 7 months whilst you've escaped across the country. YOU MARK! YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS.”
“I can't... I can't be anything else now, Steve. And I am afraid, that's bad news for you.”
I turn away. Mark raises the gun and coughs. I turn to see the gun in the corner of my eye but I continue to walk a couple of yards. I crouch down and pick up Lacey's cold body. I look at her beautiful face once more and a tear falls from my face and lands on her cheek. I wipe it away.
Mark has a tear rolling from his eye now.
“STOP NOW.”
“It's like you said Mark. It's gone too far now. I cannot stop. Either end it, or don't. I'm done.”
I continue to walk. Slowly and surely. One pace at a time.
“5....................................”
“Really Mark, really?”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!
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BANG!