Worst decisions

Chapter 15

(Mikes POV)

        She looked so peaceful. The blood couldn't compare to her fair skin. The sweat dripping off my forehead while landing on her making her skin glisten. I quickly stitched up her leg making my way to her thighs and then finally stitched up her torso. Looking at my work I knew till the day she took her last breath she would remember me. Something caught my eye in the light. Hmm what a beautiful bracelet. The carving on it caught my attention. That pathetic ass whole. Snatching off her bracelet I tossed in out the window, making sure to lock it behind me. As I was dazed thinking about when I should tell her we are getting married something shifted and made a sound. I turned looking at my beauty she was still sound asleep. I just shook my head and walked into the bathroom. After cleaning up I walked back out only to be greeted with an empty bed.

    "What the f*ck!"  I screamed once something pierced my back. Stumbling I turned and seen her. She was hunched over she turned to limp away. The pain as I snatched the knife out of my back I ignored.
   
     "Come back here b*tch!" I screamed as she limp ran out the room. I chased after her she must of popped on of her stitches because chasing her was easy she left blood splatters as she went. As soon as I turned the corner my face got smacked with pot.
  
     "Did you just hit me with a F*cking pot?!" I shouted shocked.

      "Leave me the h*ll alone. Why are you so obsessed with me?" She sobbed out. I took in her frame. She was so small and broken which only made me laugh. She took 3 steps away from me and I took that to move closer to her.
  
     "F*ck!" She shouted while stabbing me in my stomach with the butcher knife that was in my draw by the sink. I just smirked. It may have hurt like hell but the adrenaline I had pumping in my veins gave me enough strength to move forward and snatch her up by her neck. Hearing her gasping for air was victory in my ears until I heard a loud boom and gunshots followed. Tossing her into the basement she tumbled down the Stairs gasping for air.
    
     "Stay the h*ll here and don't move!" I warned before kicking and locking the door closed. It took about 15 minutes to notice who so happily ruined my day.

      "WHERE THE H*LL IS SHE!" Jake spat. I just smirked. Noticing he brought everyone with him made me laugh.
    
     "Where the f*ck is my sister?" Ahh that must be her brother. Banging from
The basement caught everyone's attention. I didn't have time to process anything. All I heard was a gunshot. Burning burning is what I felt. Looking down I saw a big patch of red spreading around my shirt.
   
    "That's for bombing my mother in laws house! And this this is for putting my wife through so much sh*t." Jake pointed the gun right at my forehead.