𝓡𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓼 -𝐓. 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧

chapter 40

The car halted after bumping into ours.

Holy shit.

"Are you okay?" Tom asked as he stopped the. It landed safely into each other, without harming us.

"Yeah, you?"I asked back.

"Yeah good. Stay inside. Don't come out" he said.

Where is he going?

Before I could ask him, he opened the door and walked out.

The car against us, I looked at it examined it.

I know this car.

A man from the drivers side came out.

Perfectly suited, in black and white and something in his hand.

Something.

I looked carefully and did made feel to grab Tom's shirt and drive back wherever we were going.

What he held was a gun.

A gun.

His face wasn't clear because he was standing far from the place from Tom's car.

I watched carefully as they talked. Tom looked as huge as the driver did.

Abruptly, the back door of the car opened.

A man probably stepped out, suited just like the driver.

Maybe they came from a flight or a birthday party or a meeting.

A meeting.

Conference meeting.

Oh no.

The man that came out recently walked up to Tom and Tom backed out.

Slowly slowly, his face started to get visible.

His face. It came out to be the one I hated the most.

First, I didn't detect any danger because my mind was unconscious.

It was going through a mental trauma.

And when Tom started walk back to the car with him following, I realized.

Shit. No , what if he recognized me?

I quickly grabbed down the hoodie to my face and opened the window to put my ears out.

"Why are you coming from the route that connects with the palace only?", His wicked voice queried.

"It doesn't only connect the palace, uncle. This country is for the citizen as well."

He didn't reply anything else. His face didn't move but his cunning eyes travelled upto the car and I immediately covered my face.

"Who's that?" He asked silently.

"M-my friend" Tom replied.

"Oh really", he walked to my side and held the door lock "let's see how your friend looks like" with that, he opened the door to my side.

There was no use of hiding anymore.

I looked at him dead in his eyes and he did it back.

He scoffed and unexpectedly, he raised his hand at me.

Before his hand could touch my face, a hand grabbed his arm.

"Fight me before touching her" Tom said  while grinding his teeth.

Oh my god.

He shouldn't have done that.

What if they do something wrong to him? What if they hurt him? Or even worse.

He scoffed and said "How Romantic" his facial expressions changed into a serious face "James , come and take these two to the court room." He shouted at the car. A man from the right came out with a holster in his waist " I'll see how far you can go" he smiled wickedly.

Oh my god.

I immediately hopped off the car.

"Take my life but don't harm a bit". I stood in front of Tom.

" Why don't I do this?", He smiled " let's harm you both and see who makes it till the end. What do you say,?"

Nothing was going through my mind. Just one single goal I had , it was the Last of all plans to end everything.

"Let's see" I shrugged my shoulders as the man named James came and stood beside us to take us with him.

Do it.

It's your last chance.

Take this risk.

You'll be able to do it.

Take it.

My hands aimed at only one place.

Thr holster.

It flew through the air and grabbed the gun as quickly as I could.

I didn't have any idea what to do with it.

I held it up high in the sky.

I looked at everyone.

Their expressions.

His one. It was priceless.

He looked as if his title has been snatched away.

I didn't dare to look at anyone else.

I settled the bullet chamber and pointed directly at one person.

Me.

"Isabella!" Tom shouted.

I didn't reply to his anxiousness. I just stared at the person I hated the most.

"Think about your actions again. You let us go away and free us, I'll keep this gun. If you don't, this bullet will go inside me and all the blame will be on you. Tom is witnessing it " I warned. "This is also being recorded" I lied to his face.

There was no answer to that. His pale face looked at me with a scared expression. He licked his lips.

"Think about it. I'll count up to 3"

He looked here and there for an answer.

I really didn't know what I was doing. I didn't know what I was going to do if he said otherwise.

To be honest, I didn't feel scared. I didn't feel anything about the consequences.

I felt like whatever was going to happen, it was written in my fate.

And I started to count.

"3"

"Isabella stop"

"Don't come in Tom"

"Please"

"2"

"Isabella please. Think about what you're going to do"

"This is your last chance"

He had no answer. Just a pale face.

I looked at Tom who had tears streaming down his face.

I didn't dare to think once again.

"I love you Tom." I smiled and a tear dropped down from my eye.

"And 1"

The last I heard was a shooting of a bullet and my name coming through Tom's lips.