Chapter Fourty

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It couldn't be he was dead, I watched him die.


The stubble he had sported was now grown into a beard, his cold blue eyes were void of emotion as he drank me into the dark pools of sorrow. 


My legs gave out beneath me, a sob racked through my body as I looked at the man I loved. The man I thought had left me in this horrid world by myself. My Darien.


Peter held me up as my eyes stayed glued to the ghost in front of me. His eyes, so cold and dangerous as I feared more than ever.


"I'm dreaming, you're dead," I cried as Peter pressed my back to his chest, a cold blade pressed to my throat. I had no care for death, seeing my Darien before taking my last breath would be worth the sacrifice.


"You're dead!" I screamed as the tears poured down my cheeks, the taste of salt water entering my mouth as I sobbed.


It wasn't real.


My mind was playing tricks on me. A cruel trick for payback of my sins.


I gasped for breath as Peter wrapped a hand around my throat as he pressed the tip of the blade into the side of my neck with the other hand. Dying would be better than being his prisoner the rest of my life, if it meant my brother would be safe I would happily die.


"You come one step closer and I will kill her," Darien watched me closely, his eyes taking every inch of me in, every cut, bruise and dirt stain.


The men around the room pointed their guns to Peter, the man who had been standing holding a gun to my brothers head previously was now on the floor in a pool of his own blood. I felt no remorse, his death would of been slow and painful if I had the chance.


"You are outnumbered," his voice alone was enough to almost make me collapse as Peter held me up with my throat, loosening his grip once every few seconds to allow me to breath. The voice that I never thought I would hear again.


"I have what you all want though, shoot me and I will put a knife in her throat," Peter hissed as he pressed the knife into my neck. I whimpered in pain as I felt the wet substance slowly run from the wound; blood.


Darien stilled, his eyes full of a war as he held his own gun in his hand, by his side. 


The pain from my neck burned as I cried out to Darien, he was real.


"I forgive you," I cried, the words I had held in for so long, the words I had longed to say from the night we shared his bed. I forgave him for breaking my heart, I forgave him for everything a long time ago.


His eyes widened slightly as a lone tear fell down his face, I had caused all of this.


"I forgive you," I whispered as Peter tightened his grip on my throat again to prevent me from doing anything other than concentrate of my labored breathing. How much could my body go through before I shut down all together?


"Now now my sweet little thing, you are mine now. Remember our deal, whatever I want from you I get," Peter whispered into my ear as my body trembled with disgust. His lips pressed against my neck as tears fell down my cheeks. 


An out roar left both my brother and Darien as Peter continued to kiss me, savoring my neck as I stood defenseless.


"You know she let me have her?" Peter smirked as Dariens face fell into one of horror, his eyes widening as his cheeks tinted red with rage.


"She was willing, screaming my name," he chuckled to himself as Darien looked at me, as if for conformation as I pleaded with him with my eyes.


"She probably has my little baby inside of her just now," he stated proudly as Darien trembled with anger.


I couldn't speak as his grip around my throat became incredibly tight.


"Don't listen to the bastard Darien," Donatello spat as my hands desperately clung onto Peters arms in desperation for him to let me go.


"She was actually quite content with me until Antonio took her for himself. See, she even came running back to me," his tongue ran from my ear to the base of my neck as my head felt too heavy for my head. My eyes started to blur, I could still see the disgust on the man I loved face as Peter ranted out vulgar lies.


"She forgot about you the day I shot you, told me that she was relieved you were dead. You had caused her so much heart ache and it was a weight off her shoulders having you gone from this world," he chuckled darkly as Darien watched, watched him choke me and press a knife into my throat.


"She didn't cry for you, she ran with me," I stopped listening as pain filled Dariens eyes, I could only look at him as I choked for breath, only plead with my eyes that he didn't believe a vulgar word that came from Peters mouth.


Gun fire was still audible from upstairs as I watched the door, looking for more of Peters men to come in and defend him. None came though, they were all too occupied up stairs with my brothers. 


"She doesn't forgive you, she told me," the blade twisted as I held back the cry of pain as Donatello continued to shout profanities behind me.


There was only one thing to do.


Allowing my body to go limb I rested all my weight onto Peters frame, letting my head fall to the side where the knife wasn't placed as my cheek pressed against his wrist. I pulled my eyes back and held my breath.


"You're killing her you fucking idiot!" Darien roared as Peter dropped me, my body colliding to the floor as I tried not to show the pain that shot through my arm as I let out a breath of air from my lungs.


Peter was beside me in moments, pulling my head into his lap as he let out a startled cry.


"I'm so sorry baby, I didn't mean it. I just wanted them to go away," he cried, his wet tears landing on my face as he continued to pour his heart out.


The knife was placed on my stomach, preventing anyone from coming to my rescue as my lungs burned for the much needed oxygen. My heart pounded as I prepared myself. I didnt care if I got injured, as long as he got hurt in the process.


He pressed his lips to my forehead as I blanked out the profanities coming from both Donatello and Darien. Once he started pulling away I thrust my head forward as I connected with his nose.


I took a massive breath as I opened my eyes to see him clutching his nose in pain. The knife was placed on my stomach as I grasped it within my sweaty hands.


His pain turned to shock as I plunged the knife into his side before launching my body forward until he was under me with one of my legs on either side of him.


He didn't get a chance to react as I brought my fist down on his face repeatedly in a battle of rage.


Muscular arms wrapped around me as I thrashed to get away, to continue inflicting pain on Peter as I screamed profanities. My arms flared as I reached out for Peters still body, I wanted to finish the job this time.


"It's me treasure," my body stilled as realization of events hit me. He was real, my Darien.


Turning in his arms he held onto me tightly, whispering sweet nothings into my ear as I soaked in the comfort he provided me with.


"I'm here love," he kissed the top of my head as I held onto him tightly, my body becoming weak as he held me up.


Placing a finger under my chin I looked up at him, the eyes I loved so much staring back at me.


"I love you so much my treasure," he whispered tenderly before closing his mouth over mine in a powerful kiss. A kiss that made me no longer care about the arsehole who caused me so much pain, only Darien.


"How," I breathed as I pulled away from his lips.


"I put on a bullet proof vest when I had ran up the stairs for the gun. The impact from the arsehole knocked me back, I smacked my head," he paused, his eyes glazing over.


"I'm so sorry I let him take you, I'm so sorry for not finding you sooner," he pleaded with his eyes as he pressed his head to mine, his breath lingering on my lips as I breathed him in. 


"I'm sorry for the way I treated you the night before, I'm sorry how harsh I was with you in the morning. I'm sorry for everything," my heart clenched as everyone around us faded. People were restraining Peter who was half conscious on the ground as many unbound my brother.


I didn't stay in Dariens arms for long as Donatello tackled me from his, his broad arms wrapped around me as I winced in pain. My body was finally noticing how much pain I had endured the past few days as it all came down on me like a tonne of bricks.


"Thank fuck," he breathed as I held him tightly, the tears blurred my vision. It was my fault he was so hurt. He had came to get me.


Looking at him with watery eyes he shot me a reassuring smile, "I would take a dagger to the heart to know you are out of danger," placing a kiss on my forehead I let the tears fall.


"He will pay for everything he has done to you," he promised as I nodded, I wanted to be the one who inflicted the pain on him.


Before I could reply the twins bounded through the door, scanning the area with their guns raised before running towards me.


The air knocked out my lungs as I became sandwiched between my brothers with my face being peppered with kisses.


"Sorry we took so long," Marcio smiled brightly down at me despite blood running down his face from a wound on his forehead.


"I'm sorry," I whispered as I let them hold me, comfort me as my nightmare finally came to an end.


Peter started shouting as he gained consciousness, vulgar words spewing from his mouth.


"Go to Darien," Marcio whispered before they both let me go with a little nudge.


Darien instantly grabbed me gently, his hands all over me as if he was scared to let me go. 


"Don't look, look at me," Darien breathed as I pulled my eyes away from my brothers stalking towards Peter.


"Only me," tenderly he placed his hands on either side of my cheeks as Peters screams entered my ears.


"I'm going to make this up to you, I don't know how but I will," he kissed my nose gently before placing a small kiss to my head.


"You're alive, that's all that matters," I breathed out as the snapping of a bone rang in my ears along with a scream.


Wrapping his arms under my knees he picked me up as I rested my head against his shoulder, content.


"I'm going to make it all go away," my heart melted.


"Shut your eyes," I instantly done what was told as he walked with me in his arms, I don't think I could take seeing any more dead bodies.


"I should of believed you," I whispered as I breathed in his intoxicating scent, drowning myself in all things Darien.


"It doesn't matter love," the warm air met my skin as we reached outside, away from the screams.


"You are mine, my treasure."


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So... all books must come to an end sadly. There will be an epilogue uploaded when I'm back from holiday in two weeks time which will be super long!


It won't be the last of Sapphire and Darien though!! You will all get introduced to them again in the brothers stories with the twins story starting at the beginning of July and Donatellos following shortly after. Excited!



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