Frank's POV
Ok, that's it! These fuckers went way too far now! It's one thing to nearly kill her and kidnap me, but now they took her. With a gun to her head! I tried to break out of these damn restraints, but all the rope was doing was rubbing my skin raw. I winced as I tried to get out. I don't think I've felt so many different forms of anger at once.
"Let go of them, now," I said slowly. My expression was dangerous. He makes one move to kill her and he's gonna be dead before he hits the ground.
"Oh, Frankie, you're so cute," she said. "They're part of your old life. We have to make sure we begin with a blank slate when your new life with me starts." Jamia just glared. The girl looked at her then at the guy. She nodded her head and he pulled the safety down. Jamia just started shaking with sobs. I kept trying to get out. I was just so frustrated. I didn't like feeling helpless, especially when it came to my family.
"I swear! If you kill her, you'll be dead before you hit the ground!" I yelled at the douche.
"Really? What about her?" He moved the gun down to Cherry's head. Oh he did not just fucking go there! I could even tell Jamia was pissed.
"Don't you hurt her!" she shouted. "If you're going to hurt anyone, hurt me!" I just shook my head. I struggled as I pulled on the restraints. This was such bullshit! He moved the gun back up to her head. I could see some relief in her eyes.
"God dammit! I almost lost her; pleaseā¦just let them go. I'll do anything." I was reduced to begging I was so scared for them. I knew I wouldn't get hurt, but I couldn't let them die because of me.
"Anything, huh?" she asked. She thought about it. "Why don't you leave her and come with me?" I looked at her with tears in my eyes, shaking my head. "It's either that or pieces of three different brains on the floor." My eyes widened in sadness. I had to do it. It was the only way for them to get out while they still had the chance. I was fucked, but that didn't mean they had to be. I sighed and nodded.
"Frank, no!" Jamia yelled, crying. "Please!" The guy pushed her out of the room, putting the gun away. At least they were safe.
Jamia's POV
Why? Why does life have to be so cruel? Why did he have to trade his happiness for our lives? I can understand why he did it. He sacrificed his life for our's. He was so brave. His grandpa taught him well.
I limped out crying. Though I understood why he did it, I felt like I just lost a chunk of me, my other half was missing. What would I do now? There wasn't a man out there for me besides Frankie. I guess I would have to live out my life raising the girls as a single parent.
I was crying because it wasn't fair. Why did I get my life when he had to spend his with a crazed freak? He would miss out on all his daughters' lives. He would miss their first boyfriends, their prom night, their weddings. He wouldn't be there to walk them down the aisle. Who would do that now?
Who would be that person that comforts me when I have a bad day? Who would tell me that everything's all right even when it isn't? Who would take care of me?
Frank's POV
Tears wouldn't stop pouring out. I couldn't believe I just left the love of my life and my bundles of joy. I'd miss out on growing old with her. I'd miss out on my daughters' whole lives. They wouldn't know who their dad is. I just hope she tells them that I love them and that if I had it my way, I would've been there. I hope she tells them I sacrificed my happiness for their's. It's all about them in the long run. Not me. They don't deserve shitty lives. But in a way, they just got them. I bet Jamia's a train wreck. I was there for her at a bad time in her life. She didn't really have a dad. Her mom wasn't much help after she married her stepdad who abused her in more ways than one. She's had a shitty life and I think I was the one thing that made her happy, the one thing that made life worth it for her. I hope she can live on without me. Maybe get a guy who isn't famous, who doesn't have to deal with shit like this.
"Ok," she said. I looked up. I don't think there's ever been a more depressed face than mine. She looked like she didn't care. "You'll get over this. Soon enough you'll forget all about her." I don't think I'd ever forget about her. She's one of a kind. She's the mother of my children. She's the only girl that ever understood me. She's unforgettable and the most amazing woman. She's my gem.
