Just A Dream Series: Unfinished Business
By: Crystal
Dwayne and I walked on the beautiful sands of the Caribbean, holding each other's hands, and enjoying the nice breeze. Dwayne and I had been together for about 6 months now, and today, he mentioned something about him needing to come out here with me to tell me something that was very important. I didn't have a clue of what he was going to tell me, but he sounded serious.
"So baby, what was so important that you dragged me out here on the beach to tell me?" I asked.
D had on these nice khaki shorts that fit him quite nicely in all the right places, so I couldn't help but stare at him every once in a while when he was talking.
"Baby, I brought you here, because....there's something very important I have to tell you. And, I know we've been together for some 6 months now, and I should have told you sooner, but before this relationship goes any further, I have to make sure that you know this."
Dwayne had a great look of concern on his face, and I have to say that I became worried when I saw him look like he did. Dwayne led me over to a private part of the beach and sat down. He held my hands while we cuddled together, and that's when he began to talk.
"I used to run with this mafia that had 3 other guys in it, and I did some pretty bad things for them. Things that I'm definitely not proud of. But after a while, I came to realize all the wrong I had done, and I decided to leave. I wanted out of the group. Needless to say, Tony, the leader of the group, wasn't too thrilled to hear about it. The other guys, Mike and Steve had this attitude like they didn't care too much, but I know inside they were pissed at me, because I was leaving. Tony told me that if I left, I was going to be sorry later on, and that it'd be safe to watch my back. But I mean, Tony don't pose no damn threat to me! I'll kick his ass any day of the week! But I'm telling you this, because, Tony has connections with people. We're going back to the States tomorrow, but because of him having connections, he can easily find out about you, and once he finds out you are with me, any and everything is possible with them. I don't mean to put you in any danger or anything like that, baby...I'm sorry for all of this."
I took a minute to take in everything he was telling me. He used to run with a mafia? Damn....he sure doesn't seem like it....but people surprise you, you know? I cared for him entirely too much to let something like this break us up.
"Dwayne, how long has it been since you left Tony and the guys?"
Dwayne answered, "A little more than 3 years."
"D, he has not done anything in the past three years, so what the hell do you need to worry for? He's probably gone and recruited someone else to take your place and do his little dirty deeds FOR him. I'm glad you told me this and that you're being honest with me, because that proves to me that you care. The main thing that matters to me is that you're NOT running with Tony anymore, and you're not putting yourself out in the streets like that. At least you were a man about the whole situation and realized your faults." Dwayne looked at me and smiled. He gave a big sigh of relief and I knew that he was happy that I was okay and didn't want to end our relationship that we had together.
"You know, I knew that me leaving was going to all turn out to be for a good reason, and I think I found the reason right here..." Dwayne said as he leaned forward to kiss me.
~*~*~*~*~
I was at the gym walking the Stair Master, thinking about Dwayne. He was going to be wrestling tonight, and we were going to go out to dinner afterwards. The only reason why I was here at the gym was because I felt like getting out the house....well that AND the fact that I hadn't worked out in days. (Okay, the "workouts" I was having with Dwayne every night sure as hell burned a lot of energy, but I mean, come on now....)
Just then, a man in some loose black shorts and a grey sweaty muscle shirt approached me. He smiled as he stood before me, giving me a serious assessment.
"Hi." Whoever this guy was, he sounded Italian.
"Hi. How you doing?" I asked, trying to be nice. He was looking me up and down, and it really made me uncomfortable, but I didn't want him to notice.
"I'm doing fine...I was all the way on the other side of the room, when I saw you over here and I just HAD to come and see this beautiful woman up close....Steve! Mike! Ain't she beautiful?"
Steve....Mike....where the hell have I heard those names before? The two men came over from lifting weights, and they also stared at me.
"Oh yeah, she's nice..." Steve said, winking at me.
"Tony, you sure know how to spot 'em, big boy..." Mike said.
Just then I heard me cell phone ring. It was Dwayne....Thank God!
"Dwayne? What's up baby?" I asked, staring nervously at the guys.
They suddenly started conversating for some strange reason. Dwayne was talking to me, just telling me where he wanted to go tonight. I wasn't really paying any attention because I still wanted to know why these guys were still here. Me and D said our goodbyes, and then I put my phone in the pocket of my track pants.
"Boys? I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm taken. Sorry!" I gave a little smile and waited for one of them to say something.
Tony spoke up. "Whoever Dwayne is, he's a lucky man to have some thing as sweet as you...." He leaned over to touch the side of my face.
"Um, Yeah. That's nice.......Look I gotta go. I'll see you around." I quickly walked away from the three of them.
"Sooner than you think, honey!" Tony called out.
All 3 of the men started to laugh, and I turned the corner, hoping that I wouldn't see them ever again....I was so wrong.
The next few days were pretty emotional for me. Through some friends of mine who were in the police business, I learned that I had suddenly appeared up on a hit list. I didn't know how the hell this could have happened, because I am never anything short of nice when it comes to other people....And it wasn't just ANY list, it was Tony's list. Dwayne's Tony.
The day I found out about all of this, I rushed home in my car and in tears. When I came to the house, I opened up the door to find my dad cooking in the kitchen. My dad saw that I had been crying.
"Crystal, what's wrong with you?" He looked really worried for me.
I couldn't tell him that I was on some mobster's hit list. I just couldn't. It would scare him too much. I already had my own self to worry about.....I didn't need to start worrying about HIM too.
"Daddy.....I just want you to know that, if you don't see me after today that....I love you." I said, with tears running down my face.
I walked back to my room and started packing my clothes. I had to call Dwayne and I had to get him to get me the hell out of here.
"Dwayne, you have to come get me NOW. Please. I don't have time to explain why, just......please come get me now." I said, crying.
Dwayne was a little peeved that I wouldn't tell him exactly why I was so upset, but he said he would be here as soon as possible to get me.
My dad came busting through my bedroom door.
"What's all this? Where the hell are you going, and what the hell is all this dramatic talk about...if I don't see you anymore after today that you love me?" He asked with mixed emotions.
"I have to go, Dad. Please, just let me go. My life is in danger right now, and I can't be here. I have to get away and I have to be as far away as possible." I said, still packing my stuff.
"It's that damn Dwayne, ain't it?!!!" My dad got really angry. "Dad! Shut up! Please!"
I looked out the window and saw a dark blue Jeep pull up in the driveway. It was my friend Kristina. I ran to the front door as she rang the doorbell. Her mom drove off as soon as she saw me at the door.
"Tina....you will never believe this...People are out to fucking KILL me! I don't know if I'm ever gonna see you again sweetie, but I have to leave. Dwayne is coming to get me, and we're leaving." I said.
Just as we stood outside, a black Cadillac pulled up out front of the house. Seconds later, a white Explorer pulled up behind it. D was in the explorer. Dwayne started to head towards me and Tina, and just as he did that, Tony, Steve, and Mike all pulled out guns.
"DWAYNE!" I screamed, as Tina grabbed me into the house.
Dwayne ran to the house and had just made it through the front door before shots ran out, hitting the front of the house. Dwayne shut and locked the front door and held me and Tina in his arms.
My dad came from around the corner, and into the living room where we were at.
"Who the FUCK is shooting at my house?!" My dad exclaimed.
"GET DOWN!" Dwayne yelled, ignoring my dad.
My dad got down as soon as he heard another gun shot blast through the window. Dwayne told my dad to go back to his room and shut and lock the door, and call 9-1-1, which he did. Meanwhile, Dwayne took me and Tina back to my room and locked the door. All 3 of us hid in the closet in my room (don't ask me why, we just did...)and Dwayne became busy trying to console me AND reassure Tina that everything would be fine. Dwayne kissed the top of my head and held on to me and Tina tight. Just then, I heard my door bust wide open.
"Shh..." Dwayne said, placing one hand over my mouth and the other over Tina's.
My closet door opened, and there stood Steve. He had a gun in his hand pointed at all 3 of us, and he was smiling.
"Well, Well! If it ain't my main man DJ! Where you been, man? I see you still haven't changed.....running two girls at a time like that...boy! Why would you wanna cheat on such a sweet lil' thing like her?" Steve said, as he stroked the left side of my cheek.
I flinched, and he laughed. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me back to the living room. He stopped so that I could see my dad on his knees with his mouth taped up, and Mike standing next to him, pointing a gun at his head.
"Dad!" I cried out.
Steve grabbed me and slammed me up against the closet door that was in the living room.
"What's the matter? You don't want Daddy to see all the fun we're gonna have?" Steve asked, taunting me.
Just then, Dwayne came from around the corner. He looked from my dad to Steve holding me up against the door, and got angry.
"Dammit, Tony! She don't have NOTHING to do with this! It's just between ya'll three and me! Leave her out of this!" Dwayne said. "I wanna have some fun with her, Tony..." Steve said as he gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I gagged, and slapped him in his face.
He raised his gun at my head, and looked over at Tony with a mad look, as he held the side of his face.
"Tony! Let me get rid of this little bitch! I'm tired of her skank ass!"
My dad went to say something, but he had the tape over his mouth. Mike smacked him in the face with his gun, and I screamed. I smacked Steve again. Dwayne stood frozen, not knowing what to do.
"Tony! That's it! This bitch is done!" Steve pointed the gun at me and was about to pull the trigger, when Tony stopped him.
"NO!" Tony grabbed me by my waist, and started to breathe hard on my neck.
"She's a little feisty....I like that....Dwayne, you always knew how to pick 'em, boy....." Tony said, while smacking my ass.
Dwayne was getting mad and couldn't take too much of this any longer. I could see it in his eyes.
I wriggled out of his grasp, and he quickly grabbed me again, and this time, he pointed his gun to my head.
"I think you should think twice about trying any funny shit like that thing you just tried to pull a few seconds ago. DJ...you knew that ever since Day One when you took the blood oath, that you weren't supposed to turn your back on us-especially me, dammit. But you didn't listen, and so now the only way for you to listen is for me to take your little girlfriend, and see how you like it then...We're gonna have some fun, aren't we baby?" Tony said.
Tony ran his hands all over my breasts, and looked at Dwayne at the same time to make sure he was watching. I was cringing at just his slightest touch, and I was crying also. Tony threw a piece of paper over at Dwayne that had something scribbled on it.
"If you want your little girlfriend back, be there at 5:00 sharp. No cops, no funny stuff, no nothing. If you try something, she's dead. If you don't show up, she's dead. So it looks like you don't really have too much of a choice, now DO you?"
Tony led me outside with the gun still to my head. He sat me in the back of the car.
"I'm coming to get you Crystal! Baby, I promise!" Dwayne screamed over at me.
I was crying in the back of the car as Tony gave Mike the signal to drive off. Steve gave Dwayne a little friendly wave out the window, as he smiled. I couldn't believe this was happening to me...I really hoped that Dwayne would be there to get me.
~*~*~*~*~
I sat in a dimmed room, tied up to a chair, with blood stained jeans and a black shirt that was ripped open, exposing my black bra. My face hurt like hell. What happened was that when we had gotten here to the abandoned building, they had all tried to get me to suck each and every one of them off, and when I refused, they all took turns hitting me in the face. I was bleeding from my lips and my cheeks, and I felt like I was about to pass out any minute now.
Just then, Dwayne appeared in the doorway. He had on a white shirt and black dress pants. When he saw how bad I looked, he gave an evil glare at the three men who were all dressed in black.
"Baby...." Dwayne said, coming over to me.
Mike and Steve were about to walk towards Dwayne, but Tony stopped them.
"No...let DJ take care of his woman...this should make for some great entertainment, boys." All 3 of them laughed.
Dwayne ripped off his white shirt and wiped my face with it.
"Baby....what did they do to you?" Dwayne said, almost crying.
He whispered a few things to me, and then he stood up. I was fading and fading fast...
"Tony, I don't know what the FUCK your problem is, but it's one thing to mess with me. It's entirely another to fuck with my girl! You son of a bitch, I can't believe you DID this to her! Your ass is mine!" Dwayne angrily yelled, making his way towards Tony.
"You wanna be a big man? Okay...let's see what you got...Steve! Mike! Kick his ass!" Tony responded.
Both men went after Dwayne as I passed out, and Tony laughed as he looked on. Soon enough, Dwayne was beating Mike and Steve up, and the whole thing had ended before it even got started. Steve and Mike were laid out on the cold concrete, both knocked unconscious. Tony was impressed. Dwayne had actually proved himself.
Tony stood up. "Well, D...I guess you ARE a big man...but-"
Tony pointed the gun at me, and shot me right in the chest.
"You BASTARD!" Dwayne yelled.
Dwayne and Tony were fighting, exchanging blows to the head and everywhere else. Soon enough, Dwayne managed to grab the gun from Tony and shot Tony right in the head. Tony fell to the floor.
Dwayne came over to me, and untied me from the chair. He put his shirt up against the gun shot wound in my chest and applied pressure on it. I slumped out the chair and into his arms. He held me in his arms, as he kneeled on the floor. My eyes opened as I saw tears fall down Dwayne's face.
"I'm sorry, baby...I love you, Crystal. Everything is gonna be alright, baby." Dwayne said to me, while holding me in his arms.
"I....love you too, Dwayne....." I muttered my final words as I took my last breath.
Just then, I closed my eyes for good this time, and Dwayne, after time and time again of calling me and not receiving an answer back, realized I was dead. Dwayne just sat there, holding me in his arms, rocking me back and forth, just thinking that if it wasn't for him, the one woman he had ever loved the most in his life wouldn't be dead now....
~The End~
By: Crystal
Dwayne and I walked on the beautiful sands of the Caribbean, holding each other's hands, and enjoying the nice breeze. Dwayne and I had been together for about 6 months now, and today, he mentioned something about him needing to come out here with me to tell me something that was very important. I didn't have a clue of what he was going to tell me, but he sounded serious.
"So baby, what was so important that you dragged me out here on the beach to tell me?" I asked.
D had on these nice khaki shorts that fit him quite nicely in all the right places, so I couldn't help but stare at him every once in a while when he was talking.
"Baby, I brought you here, because....there's something very important I have to tell you. And, I know we've been together for some 6 months now, and I should have told you sooner, but before this relationship goes any further, I have to make sure that you know this."
Dwayne had a great look of concern on his face, and I have to say that I became worried when I saw him look like he did. Dwayne led me over to a private part of the beach and sat down. He held my hands while we cuddled together, and that's when he began to talk.
"I used to run with this mafia that had 3 other guys in it, and I did some pretty bad things for them. Things that I'm definitely not proud of. But after a while, I came to realize all the wrong I had done, and I decided to leave. I wanted out of the group. Needless to say, Tony, the leader of the group, wasn't too thrilled to hear about it. The other guys, Mike and Steve had this attitude like they didn't care too much, but I know inside they were pissed at me, because I was leaving. Tony told me that if I left, I was going to be sorry later on, and that it'd be safe to watch my back. But I mean, Tony don't pose no damn threat to me! I'll kick his ass any day of the week! But I'm telling you this, because, Tony has connections with people. We're going back to the States tomorrow, but because of him having connections, he can easily find out about you, and once he finds out you are with me, any and everything is possible with them. I don't mean to put you in any danger or anything like that, baby...I'm sorry for all of this."
I took a minute to take in everything he was telling me. He used to run with a mafia? Damn....he sure doesn't seem like it....but people surprise you, you know? I cared for him entirely too much to let something like this break us up.
"Dwayne, how long has it been since you left Tony and the guys?"
Dwayne answered, "A little more than 3 years."
"D, he has not done anything in the past three years, so what the hell do you need to worry for? He's probably gone and recruited someone else to take your place and do his little dirty deeds FOR him. I'm glad you told me this and that you're being honest with me, because that proves to me that you care. The main thing that matters to me is that you're NOT running with Tony anymore, and you're not putting yourself out in the streets like that. At least you were a man about the whole situation and realized your faults." Dwayne looked at me and smiled. He gave a big sigh of relief and I knew that he was happy that I was okay and didn't want to end our relationship that we had together.
"You know, I knew that me leaving was going to all turn out to be for a good reason, and I think I found the reason right here..." Dwayne said as he leaned forward to kiss me.
~*~*~*~*~
I was at the gym walking the Stair Master, thinking about Dwayne. He was going to be wrestling tonight, and we were going to go out to dinner afterwards. The only reason why I was here at the gym was because I felt like getting out the house....well that AND the fact that I hadn't worked out in days. (Okay, the "workouts" I was having with Dwayne every night sure as hell burned a lot of energy, but I mean, come on now....)
Just then, a man in some loose black shorts and a grey sweaty muscle shirt approached me. He smiled as he stood before me, giving me a serious assessment.
"Hi." Whoever this guy was, he sounded Italian.
"Hi. How you doing?" I asked, trying to be nice. He was looking me up and down, and it really made me uncomfortable, but I didn't want him to notice.
"I'm doing fine...I was all the way on the other side of the room, when I saw you over here and I just HAD to come and see this beautiful woman up close....Steve! Mike! Ain't she beautiful?"
Steve....Mike....where the hell have I heard those names before? The two men came over from lifting weights, and they also stared at me.
"Oh yeah, she's nice..." Steve said, winking at me.
"Tony, you sure know how to spot 'em, big boy..." Mike said.
Just then I heard me cell phone ring. It was Dwayne....Thank God!
"Dwayne? What's up baby?" I asked, staring nervously at the guys.
They suddenly started conversating for some strange reason. Dwayne was talking to me, just telling me where he wanted to go tonight. I wasn't really paying any attention because I still wanted to know why these guys were still here. Me and D said our goodbyes, and then I put my phone in the pocket of my track pants.
"Boys? I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm taken. Sorry!" I gave a little smile and waited for one of them to say something.
Tony spoke up. "Whoever Dwayne is, he's a lucky man to have some thing as sweet as you...." He leaned over to touch the side of my face.
"Um, Yeah. That's nice.......Look I gotta go. I'll see you around." I quickly walked away from the three of them.
"Sooner than you think, honey!" Tony called out.
All 3 of the men started to laugh, and I turned the corner, hoping that I wouldn't see them ever again....I was so wrong.
The next few days were pretty emotional for me. Through some friends of mine who were in the police business, I learned that I had suddenly appeared up on a hit list. I didn't know how the hell this could have happened, because I am never anything short of nice when it comes to other people....And it wasn't just ANY list, it was Tony's list. Dwayne's Tony.
The day I found out about all of this, I rushed home in my car and in tears. When I came to the house, I opened up the door to find my dad cooking in the kitchen. My dad saw that I had been crying.
"Crystal, what's wrong with you?" He looked really worried for me.
I couldn't tell him that I was on some mobster's hit list. I just couldn't. It would scare him too much. I already had my own self to worry about.....I didn't need to start worrying about HIM too.
"Daddy.....I just want you to know that, if you don't see me after today that....I love you." I said, with tears running down my face.
I walked back to my room and started packing my clothes. I had to call Dwayne and I had to get him to get me the hell out of here.
"Dwayne, you have to come get me NOW. Please. I don't have time to explain why, just......please come get me now." I said, crying.
Dwayne was a little peeved that I wouldn't tell him exactly why I was so upset, but he said he would be here as soon as possible to get me.
My dad came busting through my bedroom door.
"What's all this? Where the hell are you going, and what the hell is all this dramatic talk about...if I don't see you anymore after today that you love me?" He asked with mixed emotions.
"I have to go, Dad. Please, just let me go. My life is in danger right now, and I can't be here. I have to get away and I have to be as far away as possible." I said, still packing my stuff.
"It's that damn Dwayne, ain't it?!!!" My dad got really angry. "Dad! Shut up! Please!"
I looked out the window and saw a dark blue Jeep pull up in the driveway. It was my friend Kristina. I ran to the front door as she rang the doorbell. Her mom drove off as soon as she saw me at the door.
"Tina....you will never believe this...People are out to fucking KILL me! I don't know if I'm ever gonna see you again sweetie, but I have to leave. Dwayne is coming to get me, and we're leaving." I said.
Just as we stood outside, a black Cadillac pulled up out front of the house. Seconds later, a white Explorer pulled up behind it. D was in the explorer. Dwayne started to head towards me and Tina, and just as he did that, Tony, Steve, and Mike all pulled out guns.
"DWAYNE!" I screamed, as Tina grabbed me into the house.
Dwayne ran to the house and had just made it through the front door before shots ran out, hitting the front of the house. Dwayne shut and locked the front door and held me and Tina in his arms.
My dad came from around the corner, and into the living room where we were at.
"Who the FUCK is shooting at my house?!" My dad exclaimed.
"GET DOWN!" Dwayne yelled, ignoring my dad.
My dad got down as soon as he heard another gun shot blast through the window. Dwayne told my dad to go back to his room and shut and lock the door, and call 9-1-1, which he did. Meanwhile, Dwayne took me and Tina back to my room and locked the door. All 3 of us hid in the closet in my room (don't ask me why, we just did...)and Dwayne became busy trying to console me AND reassure Tina that everything would be fine. Dwayne kissed the top of my head and held on to me and Tina tight. Just then, I heard my door bust wide open.
"Shh..." Dwayne said, placing one hand over my mouth and the other over Tina's.
My closet door opened, and there stood Steve. He had a gun in his hand pointed at all 3 of us, and he was smiling.
"Well, Well! If it ain't my main man DJ! Where you been, man? I see you still haven't changed.....running two girls at a time like that...boy! Why would you wanna cheat on such a sweet lil' thing like her?" Steve said, as he stroked the left side of my cheek.
I flinched, and he laughed. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me back to the living room. He stopped so that I could see my dad on his knees with his mouth taped up, and Mike standing next to him, pointing a gun at his head.
"Dad!" I cried out.
Steve grabbed me and slammed me up against the closet door that was in the living room.
"What's the matter? You don't want Daddy to see all the fun we're gonna have?" Steve asked, taunting me.
Just then, Dwayne came from around the corner. He looked from my dad to Steve holding me up against the door, and got angry.
"Dammit, Tony! She don't have NOTHING to do with this! It's just between ya'll three and me! Leave her out of this!" Dwayne said. "I wanna have some fun with her, Tony..." Steve said as he gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I gagged, and slapped him in his face.
He raised his gun at my head, and looked over at Tony with a mad look, as he held the side of his face.
"Tony! Let me get rid of this little bitch! I'm tired of her skank ass!"
My dad went to say something, but he had the tape over his mouth. Mike smacked him in the face with his gun, and I screamed. I smacked Steve again. Dwayne stood frozen, not knowing what to do.
"Tony! That's it! This bitch is done!" Steve pointed the gun at me and was about to pull the trigger, when Tony stopped him.
"NO!" Tony grabbed me by my waist, and started to breathe hard on my neck.
"She's a little feisty....I like that....Dwayne, you always knew how to pick 'em, boy....." Tony said, while smacking my ass.
Dwayne was getting mad and couldn't take too much of this any longer. I could see it in his eyes.
I wriggled out of his grasp, and he quickly grabbed me again, and this time, he pointed his gun to my head.
"I think you should think twice about trying any funny shit like that thing you just tried to pull a few seconds ago. DJ...you knew that ever since Day One when you took the blood oath, that you weren't supposed to turn your back on us-especially me, dammit. But you didn't listen, and so now the only way for you to listen is for me to take your little girlfriend, and see how you like it then...We're gonna have some fun, aren't we baby?" Tony said.
Tony ran his hands all over my breasts, and looked at Dwayne at the same time to make sure he was watching. I was cringing at just his slightest touch, and I was crying also. Tony threw a piece of paper over at Dwayne that had something scribbled on it.
"If you want your little girlfriend back, be there at 5:00 sharp. No cops, no funny stuff, no nothing. If you try something, she's dead. If you don't show up, she's dead. So it looks like you don't really have too much of a choice, now DO you?"
Tony led me outside with the gun still to my head. He sat me in the back of the car.
"I'm coming to get you Crystal! Baby, I promise!" Dwayne screamed over at me.
I was crying in the back of the car as Tony gave Mike the signal to drive off. Steve gave Dwayne a little friendly wave out the window, as he smiled. I couldn't believe this was happening to me...I really hoped that Dwayne would be there to get me.
~*~*~*~*~
I sat in a dimmed room, tied up to a chair, with blood stained jeans and a black shirt that was ripped open, exposing my black bra. My face hurt like hell. What happened was that when we had gotten here to the abandoned building, they had all tried to get me to suck each and every one of them off, and when I refused, they all took turns hitting me in the face. I was bleeding from my lips and my cheeks, and I felt like I was about to pass out any minute now.
Just then, Dwayne appeared in the doorway. He had on a white shirt and black dress pants. When he saw how bad I looked, he gave an evil glare at the three men who were all dressed in black.
"Baby...." Dwayne said, coming over to me.
Mike and Steve were about to walk towards Dwayne, but Tony stopped them.
"No...let DJ take care of his woman...this should make for some great entertainment, boys." All 3 of them laughed.
Dwayne ripped off his white shirt and wiped my face with it.
"Baby....what did they do to you?" Dwayne said, almost crying.
He whispered a few things to me, and then he stood up. I was fading and fading fast...
"Tony, I don't know what the FUCK your problem is, but it's one thing to mess with me. It's entirely another to fuck with my girl! You son of a bitch, I can't believe you DID this to her! Your ass is mine!" Dwayne angrily yelled, making his way towards Tony.
"You wanna be a big man? Okay...let's see what you got...Steve! Mike! Kick his ass!" Tony responded.
Both men went after Dwayne as I passed out, and Tony laughed as he looked on. Soon enough, Dwayne was beating Mike and Steve up, and the whole thing had ended before it even got started. Steve and Mike were laid out on the cold concrete, both knocked unconscious. Tony was impressed. Dwayne had actually proved himself.
Tony stood up. "Well, D...I guess you ARE a big man...but-"
Tony pointed the gun at me, and shot me right in the chest.
"You BASTARD!" Dwayne yelled.
Dwayne and Tony were fighting, exchanging blows to the head and everywhere else. Soon enough, Dwayne managed to grab the gun from Tony and shot Tony right in the head. Tony fell to the floor.
Dwayne came over to me, and untied me from the chair. He put his shirt up against the gun shot wound in my chest and applied pressure on it. I slumped out the chair and into his arms. He held me in his arms, as he kneeled on the floor. My eyes opened as I saw tears fall down Dwayne's face.
"I'm sorry, baby...I love you, Crystal. Everything is gonna be alright, baby." Dwayne said to me, while holding me in his arms.
"I....love you too, Dwayne....." I muttered my final words as I took my last breath.
Just then, I closed my eyes for good this time, and Dwayne, after time and time again of calling me and not receiving an answer back, realized I was dead. Dwayne just sat there, holding me in his arms, rocking me back and forth, just thinking that if it wasn't for him, the one woman he had ever loved the most in his life wouldn't be dead now....
~The End~
