This is the last chapter to this checkpoint I have decided to do a checkpoint every fifteen chapters. This chapter leaves that story at an intense cliffhanger… Just saying. Mirabella is going to get very, very violent after this.

Chapter 15:The Breaking Point

Mirabella's POV

We sat there in each others arms for about an hour, I knew he still loved me. He still was that Vaas I met years ago, in his heart. He was the one that pulled away first, pushing me off his lap he walked over to the fallen box that rested on the floor, it's contents partially scattered from its opening. He lifted it placing it's items back inside before turning to me again, his face was strict and barely showed any emotion. He gestured for me to come over, I had to admit that the effects of the heroine were more real than the stunt I had originally pulled. The room was spinning, sweat beaded down my forehead, and a sudden shiver of cold air flew over my body.
I hesitantly sat up, using the wall to support me and keep me from falling face first into the concrete floor. I walked slowly over to Vaas, he realized my struggled and placed a free hand at my lower back, I placed my right hand on his shoulder. He pushed me forward gently onto the bed, the pain in my wounds was no longer present, but the small droplets of blood that oozed from them was. When I was positioned facing the ceiling, Vaas grabbed the bottom of the red tank top and lifted it slowly revealing the wounds that rested there.
He bundled the cloth up under my breasts and sat on his knees beside the bed as he began to work the needle and thread, placing the box on the ground beside him. When the thread was through the eye of the needle, Vaas had narrowed his eyes back onto the slit where his new stitches were. My tattoos were unaffected by the wounds which made me thankful.

"Bella? Who did this to you?" Vaas asked as he brought a rough hand to graze over the wounds and soft skin. I sighed, what would he do if I told him.

"I would rather not say." I gulped and turned my head to look the other way.

"I need to know bell-"

"And then what?" He closed his eyes and shook his head, opening them again.

"I'll kill him."

"Killing doesn't solve everything, Vaas." I looked back over at him and brought a hand up to his cheek.

"It does when someone-" Vaas was interrupted by the shouting of his name from just down the stairs out the door. "Fuck!" He cursed, he grabbed my hand and for the moment caressed the soft skin before turning and leaving out the door. The thumping of his boots meeting metal fade the further he went down the stairs. My drug induced state was causing me to hear things, the room flipped as I sat up and stepped from the bed, making my way closer to the door. I could faintly hear Vaas's yelling and the screaming of an unknown voice in return.
Gunshots soon followed, loud gunshots, ringing in my ears loud. I covered my ears as an unexplainable tear drifted down my left cheek. I started my way down the stairs, my fingertips ghosting over the walls as my bare feet touched stair after stair and then suddenly... I saw the light. It burned my corneas with a vengeance of not being in it.
Figures around me, in the distance or up close and as my eyes adjusted to the light the tears grew turning from droplets to buckets of rain. I gulped, the sight before me sending a lump into my throat. There stood Vaas and the dead body of Jessica at his feet, a puddle of blood supplies by the crimson that poured from a hole at the center of her forehead. Her body was mingled and seemed deformed, she was naked and... She was dead.
I fell to my knees, my mouth literally dropped as I stared intently at the ungodly sight. Guilt rushed through my consciousness. She was my responsibility! She was my friend! She was my sister! I let her die, most importantly I allowed the man I THOUGHT I loved to kill her. I mean the more my eyes looked over the grisly scene the more I noticed things, the more I realized it was Vaas that had shot her and it was him who was looking over at me with an expression full of nothing.
Everything was slow, my breath, the wind, the rotation of the earth, when Vaas dropped his gun it took one extremely slow second before it finally hit the ground. He came rushing to me, I was to shocked to move, to shocked to forgive him, to shocked to feel love. He fell onto his knees in front of me his hands finding my shoulders.
"Bella I can explain!" He stated with an urgency, the words echoing in my head. Explain? There is no explanation needed. He killed my best friend. You KILLED MY BEST FRIEND!
I felt enraged, she would not die in vain, I was brought back to the world altogether, the speed of everything coming back to me in seconds.

"Get-The-FUCK-Away-From-Me! You sick Son of a bitch!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, swinging my arms down onto his wrists, his hands pulling my shoulders. I slapped him straight across the face, then everything was silent, not a soul in the camp dare break it, all pirates stair and I knew they were. Vaas glared back at me rubbing his cheek, staring me in the eyes with an intensity and anger I never thought I would see in him before.

"Bell-"

"I fucking hate you!" I interrupted, he stayed silent, I pushed myself defiantly onto my feet, Vaas soon following. He stared into my eyes not breaking the hidden connection between them. I shook my head, my hands rising up to wipe the nonstop tears away. "Vaas... Don't think that I will forgive you for this!" I stated, I meant it to, every word that left my mouth was true and the look on his face after he heard that, that sentence must have hit him hard and that's exactly what I wanted.

"Benny?" The pirate names Benny walked up beside Vaas, passing Jessica's body as though it was nothing. He wore black glasses and a red handkerchief adorning the same clothing as Vaas. "Take the body out of here and burn it with the other rejects."

"You Mother Fucker!" I shouted at Vaas, who then forcefully came at me, I fought against him as I watched the pirate take Jessica's limp body by the legs and slowly drag her away. I beat my fists into Vaas's chest. "I hate you! I hate you so fucking much!" I froze, he was to strong for me, I grabbed him by the shoulders and stared him in the eyes.

"I hate you! I will never ever forgive you for this Vaas!"
"You know what shut the fuck up Belleza!" He brought an iron fist to my face and the last thing I remember was going limp in his arms and everything around me going black.

I woke up as I always had, this wasn't the first time I had gone unconscious and woken up in a different place. The sun was gone and the moon was up, but it was not full, it was half. I was an emotional wreck I could feel it, the only thing shielding me from seeing the horror I was in were my eye lids and even they could not protect me.
I trembled, the drugs effects had long worn off and I blame the heroine itself for my impulsive actions. I sat up slowly, my eyelids flickered by the stream of light that hit my eyes, my hand rose up to cover the light from burning my iris's to a crisp.

"V-Vaas?" I asked softly into the light, there was a deep silence before an answer finally was given to me.

"She wasn't going to live anyways Bella... You made it more than it had to be."

"She was going to live Vaas!" The tears from before returning to haunt my every thought, I curled my knees up to my chest and sobbed as my already dirty hair curled over my head. Vaas allowed me to cry, I wiped my tears of sadness and guilt away before sniffling and finally parting my lips for a continued answer. "Do you want to know w-why?" I asked shakily, another silence had came and I was not only thankful for it, but annoyed by it as well.

"Why?" He replied stiffly, his voice hoarse and I knew he felt regret... Or perhaps it was my mind playing tricks. The 'pirate lord' feels no regret for nearly killing me earlier, he feels no regret for my parents, no regret for his own father.

"Because... I was going to get her out of here. She was supposed to go home Vaas... Where she had a life, where she had a family, things that I obviously don't have anymore. She shouldn't have-"

"Your life isn't over with Chica. You still have me."

"No Vaas...Your so wrong! You? I lost you the moment you killed for the first time... The moment you shot my parents dead... The moment you fucked another wanton whore... You're gone." My tone was that of grief and sorrow, I held no pity for Vaas any longer and the hope I kept dear in my heart for him before had long gone when he had killed Jessica. I had no reason to be confused or anything of that sort, at this point I knew well enough that Vaas was gone and that in fact I did not love him any longer.

"Do you still love me Bella?" That questioned sung through my head in a melodic tone, now I knew the answer, would he feel any pain after my answer? Would he even shake his head to the one word that was to leave my lips?... No... He didn't care, he was gone, he was a monster and now I knew that more than anyone. Why hadn't I seen it before? Then with no strength needed, with no remorse shown, with no pity or regret... I replied, "No." There was another silence after that and just like I had woken up so many times before, there had been many more silences. This silence lasted though and it kept lasting, until... The shoveling of boots came to my attention and the light had faded along with the sound of thumping... Vaas? No... He was gone.
Yet still deep down inside a second voice told me to call him back, to return everything I had said to him and give him a kiss that would make up for it all.
Then I knew that I was gone, this island was not what it once was and it's occupants the same. I turned away from that old voice, I turned away and told myself the truth, I had to stop lying. Vaas was gone! Jessica was gone! My parents were gone! I had to be strong now, that old me was no more, now... Now I was exactly what Vaas wanted and when the time came, he would see the monster he created. Hmph! A smirk ghosted over my lips, the monster had created a monster and he was about ready for revenge.