Chapter 7: Death
Nessie's POV
I had never felt as terrified in my life as I did at that very second. I had guessed that hitman had been hired to find and kill me. But to have it confirmed like this was completely different. My heart pounded out of my chest.
The only small amount of relief that I'd felt was that my baby boy was safe. Adam would stay with the Cullens and they'd give him the love and care I never received growing up. He would live a greater life than the one I lived
The man laughed as they casually talked about the type of 'fun' that they'd have with me. What they'd do with my body once I'd been 'taken care of'.
All I could do was sit there. Sit there frozen in the back seat as they took me God only knows where before they killed me. No where they would 'have their fun with me' and then proceed to kill me.
My heart raced faster than I could've ever thought possible. My breathing was off the charts. I was sweating profusely. I'd never had a panic attack before but I was sure I was having one right now.
If only I'd never started helping people make bets on horse racing. If only the big time gamblers hadn't noticed my abilities. If only my so-called employer hadn't made a five million dollar bet on a horse I was sure would win. A horse that ultimately broke down and lost him all that money. If only...
I shook my head. No used going over all the 'what ifs' and 'if onlys' in the world. The facts were what they were and I was going to pay the ultimate price for it.
Fifteen minutes later we got off the highway and arrived at our destination. The alley was hidden from public view and would certainly be the best place to kill me and dispose of my body.
"Move it!" the man ordered. I got at out of the car as quickly as I could. No sooner had I gotten out though when I suddenly felt the gun being pressed into the back of my head.
I decided right then and there that I was going to fight. If I was going to die I was going to die trying. I spun around faster than I ever thought I could and kicked him in the groin. He yelped in pain and dropped his gun.
Just as I went for the gun he tripped me. I fought him as he tried to grab the gun before me. Somehow I was able to reach it just as he did.
He attempted to yank it from me and I attempted to yank it from him. During our struggle the gun went off and the bullet pierced my leg. I screamed in pain.
Just like that he had the gun in his hand again. He forcefully shoved my head into the ground and the pain in my head exploded on contact. I could feel the blood dripping out of my head wound down the side of my face.
I could feel the barrel of the gun buried deeply in the side of my head. The second guy also had his gun out and aimed right at me. So I had absolutely no chance of escape. There was no way I could escape alive with two guns aimed at me and one buried deeply into the side of my head.
I felt dizzy from the loss of blood from the gunshot wound on my leg and my head wound. Then my blood loss dizziness must've induced a hallucination l because I could sworn I saw Carlisle in the distance. It had to be a hallucination though because there was no way he could possibly know where I was and how to find me.
Then I heard the unmistakable sound of a gun cocking which meant it was about to be fired and I would be dead.
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