End of Gabriella pt.2

RAVINE'S POV

My heart was beating out of my chest. I'm well aware of the one who kidnapped me. She singlehandedly took over the multiple bodyguards stationed outside. Even Ms. Smyers was a lost case in front of her.

She's one brutally strong woman.

I had no chance of survival.

But if I began to cry, it will only make her hurt me more. For the factor of... thrill.

I squeal when she snatches the itchy rag off my face. It takes me a few blinks to adjust to the dim lights. I discover I'm pushed into the drainage lines of the undercity. It was mushy and earthy smelling, something that revolted me.

"Welcome to where you belong, whore. How's your new home?" She says. I make a face.

"Who are you even talking to? Unlike you, I make money by hardwork. I don't steal, steel claws." I clap back. My words did not amuse her. I scream when she holds the inside of my cheeks with tongs, falling way too close to my face.

She applies pressure, not too much but as a warning. But that was enough to make me cry in  fear.

The sound of cars and vehicles crossing by makes my heart bounce each time I feel the vibrations. I try to control my sobs, but it wasn't working. She gains the reaction she intended to have from me.

She begins to smirk like the devil.

"That's right, whore. Know your place. Never talk back to someone who is stronger than you." Says the woman.

As if.

As she begins to retract her weapon from my face, I wipe my tears on my shoulders.

My hands were tied back to the chair.

I must bring them forward.

Luckily, Gabriella didn't tie my legs to the chair. Only together.

The chair didn't even have any arms as I smirked.

A little conscious effort, and I'll be able to free myself.

Something makes Gabriella turn towards the other side. Maybe she discovered the entry of someone to this area.

"Fuck, not so soon..." she says as the gun clicks to action in her hands.

She was out of sight, walked into a drainage tunnel.

Taking the opportunity, I try to get up by slanting my body and bringing my arms as high as I could with the restraints I had.

There was a knife on the ground. I had to reach for it quickly.

My arms were out of the chair's height. There still behind me and tied together like my legs.

I begin to jump towards the knife. On my knees in front of it and bending down as much as I could, I reached the knife after tapping around the space. However, my muscles were under strain as they began to pull and ache. (Try holding your hands behind your back and bring them up lmao I tried this too.)

I make the saw mobility with the knife to cut the ropes around the hands.

Then my legs.

Oh shit, I'm free!

Celebrating too soon would be bad. I must attack Gabriella and lose her mobility quickly.

Finding the best spot over the hunch, a small brick arch over the tunnel's entrance, I climb on it and keep myself ready for an attack. The knife was held strongly in my hands.

She appears from the tunnel after a few seconds. She was baffled to find the ropes and no one on the chair.

"You bitch!" Screaming. I pounce from the height with the knife in my hold. I land directly on her. The knife was pierced through her right chest as she screams like a boar.

I kick the gun out of her hand. I can barely use it, but I make sure I throw it into the stream of the drain far from her reach.

"HELP! Help!" I scream to someone out there. I pray someone stops me from killing her. I don't want to be caught up in any shits anymore.

I see in horror when Gabriella was standing up with the knife still impaled into her chest. She pulls the knife out of her chest. It was the grossest thing I've ever seen.

My face scrunched in a thousand disorientations as I see her anger direct towards me.

I'm in knee deep shit right now.

"Argh!!!" Screaming like a boar, she charges towards me with all she's got.

I had no where to run. But I had the chair beside me.

I swing the chair in defense.

One of the legs of the chair hits her arm holding the knife as the weapon flies away from her grip. Out of spite, she kicks the chair itself which resulted in me flying and crashing to the walls.

She quickly comes to choke me, her bloody hand crushing my wind pipe.

My face was turning pale and blue. I was coughing for air.

My last defense was to kick in her groin, which I do with all force available to my numbing body.

I must have kneed her too hard. I could feel the pain in me as a viewer myself.

"Fucking bitch!" I kick her stomach.

I hear the sounds of footsteps as I kick her violently. Blood oozes out of her wound but I didn't care. I want her immobilized so I can escape from here and call the police.

"HELP!" I scream again.

When I looked away, Gabriella grabs my knees and makes me fall on my head.

The dizziness was real as she began to punch me in my face several times.

*Bang!*

And that's how, Gabriella died.

I was dragged away from the dead body which fell on me. I felt the dizziness way too much because of the fall.

But...

I could see Aaron.

He feel to his knees, not believing what he just did.

He just shot down one of his cousins, with his own hands.

The man cries as if he lost the war. He holds his cousin sister's dead body, cradling her as he apologized to her about a million times.

It wasn't his fault.

It was her upbringing to be blamed. Her father to be blamed.

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The funeral was conducted for the three family members the next day.

We were all dressed in black, to mourn the deaths of the betrayers.

But family was still family.

Aaron was shaken up the most.

He's promised me about a thousand times of his changed character that affected him.

Now that the factor for his change of character was gone, his goals achieved, I begged him to come back to his old self. He promised me he would, but he would also not forget his mafia connections.

As long as he utilizes his connections to be safe and powerful, I wouldn't mind that.

But to misuse the powers... I wouldn't accept that.

It would only leave me to the choice of abandoning him forever.

I can't fall in love with a criminal.