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Titanium
IMOGEN
"H-Harder, harder." I begged, my fingers lacing in his knotted curls.
Jolts of pleasure shot through my body as Liam's hips jerked into mine. A spark shot up my spine while I clawed up his back with my sharp fingernails.
"A-Are you sure he'll be gone for a while?" He whimpered into my ear, gripping onto my hair. He bit down on my neck, leaving marks in every area humanly possible.
"He won't be home until morning. W-We have all night. Just shut up and keep going," I whispered desperately, trying to push the thought of Eli out of my mind. Or at least, in the furthest corner of my mind as possible.
My lips parted, dry and cracked from breathing so heavily. I gasped, Liam's hands grazing over my waist, his dirty fingernails digging into my skin. I palmed the sheets beneath me, an intense wave of pleasure coming over my body.
"I-I'm almost there." I warned loudly, as Liam swallowed my scream, his warm lips against mine.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!
Liam froze above me, his chest heaving in my face while the doorbell buzzed frantically and repeatedly throughout the house.
"You said he wouldn't be home!" He seethed through gritted teeth, grabbing his pants.
Before I could move or throw on any clothing, the door was busted open and fast paced footsteps pounded through the kitchen, leading to the bedroom. I wrapped the thin, silky sheet around me, my fingers shaking with anxiety.
"Imogen! Imogen!" The voice called out, and my heart felt caught up in my throat, cutting off any type of oxygen supply, knowing exactly who the voice belonged to.
"Adam?" I whispered in confusion, and continued shakily, "I-It's not what it looks-."
Adam scoffed, his head shaking back and forth, "I can't believe you. H-How could you do this to him?"
"I-." He cut me off, toying with the gun on his side.
"I came to let you know that he's in the hospital getting surgery. If you were watching the news you'd know that your husband is a hero." Adam put emphasis on the word 'husband', digging the knife further into my gut than it already was.
"W-What happened?" Tears I didn't even know were there started to stream down my cheeks, a sob caught in my throat. In the corner of my eye I could see Liam's hands shaking, gripping tightly onto his belt buckle.
"He was shot, and he wasn't wearing his vest." Adam sighed, obviously holding a piece of information back.
"What else Adam? He's my husband, I have a right to-." His bottom lip twitched, anger evident on his face as he lashed out, "You're not worthy enough to know! If you were half a decent fucking person you would've known already! You would've been beside him when they had to practically rip open his chest!"
"W-Where did the bullet go? W-Where?" I sobbed out, tears tasting salty and burning my lips.
"...It was a shot into his chest, and skimmed his heart."
CHIEF MASON
"Where is Clare Edwards?" I asked the group of officers who were sitting in the waiting room of the hospital with their heads hanging lowly, hands shaking.
"What have you all been doing since the case opened? Eli Goldsworthy was shot, Clare Edwards is a witness and victim, Luke Baker is downtown, why the hell aren't you people doing anything?" I screamed, my voice echoing the quiet room.
Not one officer raised their heads or answered my questions.
"Chief." My head snapped to Officer Martin, who had tears in his eyes. "H-He was shot in the chest, w-we don't want to...we need to know if he's okay until we do anything."
As far as I know, Officer Martin and Goldsworthy were very close, as well as Torres, who was nowhere to be found at this moment. My eyes scanned the row of men; the men who were always so stone cold, emotionless, and strong. To see them so broken and crying was a shock; one I didn't expect.
And then it hit me.
"...Guys, I'm sorry. I-I'm so, so sorry." My throat tightened nervously, seeing my entire team staring up at me.
"I was the one who didn't stop him when he told me he didn't have his vest on."
ELI
"Y-You said you'd save me...you lied." Clare Edwards' lips part, blood pouring from her mouth and down her face, creating a pool of blood around her head.
"Stay with me Clare, stay." I beg, tipping her head back and trying to blow air into her mouth. But to no avail, the blood pumping into my mouth grows greater with force, nearly choking me.
I pull away from her shaking body, but not one person is around to help. I scream loudly, ripping at the strands of my hair in frustration.
"...Please," I beg, before a white sky shines through the building, blinding me.
"CLEAR!"
A distant voice repeates the word 'clear', echoing my mind in emptiness. My mouth grows dry from panic, realizing Clare's body has disappeared.
"CLEAR!"
CLARE
I don't have to know who is, what he has done wrong, or even what his first name is to know he's scared. Deep down through those heavy lidded eyes, he's afraid. I watch catatonically as the doctors and nurses pluck at the bullet wound, his heart monitor going from frantic beeps to silent lines.
My heart races each time a person in the room reaches for a tool I've never seen or digs into his chest like it contains free money. The room has been spinning ever since I got here, but I refuse to leave.
I refuse to abandon the person who saved my life.
"It's out!" I hear the main doctor cheer happily through the glass window, holding up the thick fragment. The mixture of dry and wet blood on his gown make me nauseous, bile creeping up my throat. I know it's Goldsworthy's, and I know that it's because of the bullet I caused to go through his chest.
If I didn't unknowingly send my boss to the edge, if I had realized Luke's infatuation and love for me was so intense, I could've prevented this from happening.
The gaping hole in his chest gives off this intense fear; fear that they won't be able to close it, that the blood will ooze out and overflow into his lungs, blocking his airways; stopping his heart completely.
But one thought never seems to leave my racing mind...
Why wasn't anyone here for him besides me?
END OF CHAPTER 3
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In the next chapter, IMOGEN AND CLARE MEET! This might not go too well...