Chapter 2
Mac's POV
I felt Stella's hand slipping away, and I quickly turned around. I catch her, just before she collapses to the ground.
"Put her down Mac." A female voice behind me says. "Put her down on the ground, or the next bullet will land right between her eyes."
I did as I was told, afraid of losing Stella. Slowly I laid her down on the floor. I saw she was pressing both her hands to the bullet wound in her leg, and she was covered in blood. People had cleared a circle around us by now.
"Why are you doing this, Peyton?" I dared to ask.
"I'm doing this for us. We can be together, but first I have to get rid of her. I can't let her stand in our way. I want you for myself Mac."
"You won't get away with this, you know it. NYPD is already on its way."
"Idiot! They will never make it in time." I heard Peyton laugh now. Then she continued to the big guy. "Bring her some place quiet, and kill her."
"No!" I screamed, and I kneeled down next to Stella. "No!"
"Fine. Forget about the quiet place, and kill her right here."
The big guy pointed his gun at Stella, and I wrapped my arms tighter around her. Then I heard the shot, but it was the big guy who fell to the ground. I turned my head and saw Don. He was handcuffing Peyton and the other guy now. I quickly took out my cell-phone and called for an ambulance.
"How did you get here so fast?" Stella asked.
"I'll tell you later." Don answered with a blush on his face.
When we heard the ambulance arrive, I scooped Stella up in my arms and carried her outside. Don followed with his two captives.
"Can't you see that we belong together?" Peyton yelled.
"Shut up." Don said.
"What do you see in that whore?"
"Don't say that about Stella." I yelled back angrily.
"I'll take them back inside Mac." Don says.
I nod, and keep walking. When I arrive at the waiting ambulance I put Stella down on the stretcher inside, and climb in next to her. The ride to the hospital was quick, but I never let go of her hand.