Oh My! It's been 7 months since I last posted on this story! I was just looking back, and thought I should really finish this off. All my plot bunnies have hopped away for this story, so I will end it here. I sincerely apologize for the long wait, but I just lost my writing rhythm and it all just stopped. Anyways, please forgive me. *Sorry if there are any mistakes! (it's 3:00am haha!)*
Chapter 11
It seemed like forever until Michael returned, this time he looked angrier than ever. He approached me in full black attire, one that would be associated with a robber. He cut the ropes around my hands and ankles roughly, narrowly missing my skin. He said something but his voice was barely audible as he lifted me onto my feet and pushed me towards the door.
I observed my surroundings as I tried to formulate a plan to escape. All my thoughts stopped as he pressed a gun firmly on my back, "Don't try running," His sly voice crept up behind me. I nodded and allowed him to guide me outside.
This time he didn't even bother to blind fold me while in the car, "Where are we going?" I asked cautiously.
"To our fates," He smiled smugly.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because, I love Mia," He snapped and paused, "I was the one who won her heart first, and then you came into the picture, and then that bastard Nicholas showed up".
I could see the anger evident in his eyes, burning; but behind all of the emotion I caught a glimpse of what seemed to be, love. My desire to hurt this poor kid practically drained out of me. I understood the hurt that he'd endured, losing the girl of your dreams.
"It's just not fair! You rich, spoilt kids!" He hissed at me, his face expressionless, "That is why I am doing this, to show Mia that I am the one".
I simply nodded my head. I didn't want to aggravate him any further than what was necessary. There was no further exchange of words for the remainder of the ride. My eyes fell upon the beautiful scenic drive outside the window, fear of the unknown gone as I recognized the place, as we once again entered Genovia.
The landscape of Genovia is truly amazing, even in the intense situation it still mirrored such perfection and calmness. The lake is at a perfect still, it almost looks as if it was a mirror, which was accompanied by vibrant green hills around the lake, adding the perfect touch to create a masterpiece.
The anger in Michael's face was no longer present as he himself was engulfed in the land. Very quickly the innocent smile faltered and instead was replaced with a grin, as the driver announced that we will be arriving in a few minutes.
"Michael, what are you planning to do?" I took note of the particular building that was ahead.
"Well… I'm going to make you kill Nicholas, and I will have to kill you, it's a genius plan! Mia will see that you were just a jealous lover gone crazy and I'll be protecting her," He laughed.
"There's only one problem with that," My knuckles grew whiter as my grip around the seat belt tightened.
"And what is that?"
"I'm not going to kill Nicholas," I smirked at him.
"Oh you will, you wouldn't let innocent people die, will you?" His attention now comfortably set on the building in front of us. Hundreds of people flooded the pathway at the front of the building. The driver circled round the back, and dropped us off.
Before we exited the car Michael placed an object on me and slipped a knife into my pocket. Then very slowly he showed me all the innocent that will die, if I do not do what he pleased. I had no choice but to oblige. At least for now.
We snuck into the building from the back; Michael tugged me along behind him. Pictures of Genovia's previous rulers lined the halls. Flowers and ceremonial decorations filled the rooms. It had not taken me long to notice that we were at a wedding. Most likely, Mia and Nicholas' wedding.
"Do you think you're going to get away with this? There's security everywhere!" He placed a hand over my mouth and continued dragging me along the side-halls. I could hear the Bridal Chorus playing as the bridesmaids and the bride herself walked down the aisle.
Michael stopped in front of a double door which opens a few feet from the groom and bride, "remember, their lives are in your hands," he reminded me.
He waits until both Mia and Nicholas stood in front of the priest before making a move.
The door burst open, and Michael literally kicked me into the room while he hid behind a pillar. The whole room fell silent; hundreds of questioning eyes directed their way towards me.
My heart raced as I remembered the bomb on my body. I very slowly walked towards Nicholas and Mia, showing I was no harm. I push my blazer to the side as I revealed the bomb. A sudden outburst of screams and gasps echoed the room.
"Michael's behind this, he's going to kill all of us if I don't kill Nicholas," I removed my knife and whispered just loud enough for them to hear.
Suddenly all I could hear is ringing in my ears; it took a second before the raging pain roared through my body. My vision blurred; and the last thing I see is Nicholas falling to the ground, as I followed suit. My head felt incredibly heavy and I could hear Michael shouting as security arrested him. My eyes drooped close, and the last thing I saw is Mia crouched next to both of us, tears streaming down her face.
Xoxo
Mia's POV
"Nooo!"
My whole body collapsed to the floor; it felt like the floor had just fallen from under me. My hands found their way to Nicholas' face, his face a ghostly white filled with agony and pain.
"I…Llo..oov..ee… yo…ou.." He mouthed before he slipped into unconsciousness. Tears streamed down my face as Joe pulled me away as he made way for help.
The medics arrived and within minutes all I could hear was the ambulance rushing off with Nicholas and Andrew inside. I found myself still in the same position, still processing the shock. The guests had all been evacuated and security was securing the building. Which left only grandma and I in the massive hall.
"Oh Mia! I'm so sorry," she settled beside me and held me. I couldn't even formulate the words to respond. All I could do was cry; my body felt weak and I felt as if I was the one that had been shot.
"Princess, we're heading to the hospital, are you coming?" I nodded and he helped me onto my feet and to the limousine.
-6 Hours Later-
It felt like eternity as I sat in the waiting room on the rock hard seats. Still there has been no news. I avoided the looks and comments of passerby's. I got sick of it after the 15th person approached me and said something along the lines of "I'm so sorry, first the wedding with Andrew, and now… Nicholas?"
An hour passed by and my eyes began to droop; but I refused to fall asleep. My head rolled from side to side as I fell in and out of sleep.
"Princess Mia?" My head snapped up immediately.
"Yes? How's Nicholas? And Andrew?" I raced towards the doctor.
"Your Highness, Lord Nicholas is still in surgery, he has suffered from a great amount of blood loss, we're trying as hard as we can, but for the Duke, he is out of surgery, but he is in a coma at the moment, we won't be expecting him to wake for another three days," The doctor smiled reassuringly, before returning back to the theatre.
I returned back to my seat. My thoughts now ventured to Michael. How could he have done that? For everything that we've been through, I could not believe he tried to kill both Nicholas and Andrew. He'll probably have to spend the rest of his life in jail. I can't belief I trusted him; once.
I rested my head in my hands, I was so frustrated. Everything seemed to be going right, and now it was all ruined. All I can do now is wait. I know Nicholas will make it. I believe he will make it.
"Mia, are you okay?" Joe sat down on the seat beside me.
"No, not really," I sighed, "How could this have happened?"
"Michael will be facing a very long time in jail, or maybe even death, it all depends on what happens in there," He said hesitantly.
"Why do these things happen to me?" He did not reply, possibly because he didn't know what to say. It was a difficult question to answer. He patted my shoulder before reporting back to duty.
"Hey Joe," He pivoted, "could you keep the people from coming through here, it's kinda getting annoying," He nodded.
"CRASHH" My eyes opened immediately, "damn I fell asleep," I muttered to myself. I checked the time, it has been eight hours since the incident, and Nicholas was still in surgery. Anxiety and worry began to build up in me. Why was Andrew out two hours ago and Nicholas still in there?
And as if on cue, the doctor emerged from the door, clipboard in hand. I rose and slowly approached him.
"Your Highness, Lord Nicholas is still in a very critical condition, for now he is stabilized and we'll keep a very close eye on his condition, he's in ICU, you may go visit him," He pointed the way down the hall. I thanked him for his hard work before making my way to the ICU.
I entered the room, shocked to see Nicholas pale and so vulnerable. I grabbed a chair and settled by his side. Tears slipped down my face as I grabbed his hand. His lifeless body looked so fragile in the satin white sheets.
And I finally realized how important he is to me; he came so close to death that I would not know what I would do without him.
I closed my eyes and lay my head by his side, his warm hand still in mind.
I smiled as I remembered the one question he asked me the day before the wedding, how much do you love me?
"If you asked how much I loved you, I would say I love you with the deepest, strongest passion my soul can handle, I will love you unconditionally, regardless of what others may say… I will love you forever, not even death will tear us apart."
And if by some miracle, I felt his hand tighten around mine…
And I know we'll be okay…
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And that is how the story ends! I'm just so glad to get this off my "to complete" list. I hope it isn't a disappointing ending. Once again I must apologize for such a long delay.
SORRY! SORRY! SORRY! XD!
