I lay in Aston's room, waiting for him to come back from a job. I had recorded every piece of evidence there was to record, and I had taken pictures of every drug in the house. I had everything I needed to put him and his gang away, all I needed now was to leave. Now that it was time turn in the evidence I had, I found myself scared of what would come after. Would taking Aston down really solve anything, ore would it just make me a target? I didn't know, but I knew if it didn't try something, and I truly lost Eli and my friends, Id be lost for good. Aston had his boys guard the doors whenever he would leave, he still didn't trust me completely. As I contemplated a way to escape before he got back, the door opened.

"Clare, I'm sorry it took me so long but the traffic was dreadful." Aston got on top of the bed, hovering over me. He bent his head down lower to kiss me, but I turned my head away. He raised an eye brow, "What is the matter?"

"I need some space Aston, I'm going to stay in a hotel for a few days."

As I tried to sit up Aston held my wrists down, restraining me. "Like hell you are. You have denied me what I have been deserving of for too long, you will please me, like a real woman."

I kneed him in the groin, and he rolled over holding himself. I ran for my gun I had hiddin under his bed, just as I was in reach of it I felt a tug on my hair. Aston pulled me back by the hair, and wrapped his arm around my neck. "You little bitch, you've been playing me this whole time. You made a grave mistake dear Clare."

I struggled trying to pry his arm away from my neck, "No, you did." I threw my head back head butting Aston, causing him to fall to the ground. I ran for the door, but he grabbed my ankle, pulling me down to the floor with him. His head was bleeding, and his face was red with anger.

"Who the bloody hell are you, GI Jane?"

I spat in his face, "No, I'm Clare Edwards."

Aston pulled a gun out from behind his back, and put it to my head. My body stiffened, and a gasp escaped my mouth. "I'm going to fuck you, Clare Edwards. You know, I unfortunately grew to love you in our time together, but you did betray me so. All for what, an emo gangster? How dreadfully original. So, unfortunately I will have to fuck you, and then kill you."

"You're crazy."

"Say what you will dear, but If you resist at all i will pull the trigger. If I have to fuck you dead, I will."

In this situation I knew I wasn't supposed to move, wasn't supposed do anything dumb, but the thought of him forcing himself inside of me made me contemplate letting him shoot me. Every thing that I thought of to get out of the situation I was in, only ended in me dying. He unbuttoned my pants with one hand, continuing to hold the gun to my head. Once he slid my pants down far enough he slipped his off, keeping the gun aimed at my temple the entire time. I screamed, for help, for mercy, even for Eli. As I screamed he began to kiss my neck, while opening my blouse. As my screams became louder her pulled away, keeping a blank expression on his face. He stood up and walked to the door, opening it and handing the gun to one of his lackies. He snapped his fingers and two more came into the room, also with guns. "Clare I need two hands for this, I hope you don't mind if our dear good pals watch a bit." Tears fell from my eyes, and for the first time I didn't know how to get out of the situation I was in. I was surrounded by men, who would have no problem shooting me if I made one wrong move. Emma had always told me I hadn't really seen how dark this lifestyle could get, and now I knew what she meant. Instead of finishing unbuttoning my shirt, Aston Violently tore it off of me, pulling out a knife he cut my bra off. I lay there exposed in front of all these men, and there was no place for me to hide. Aston position himself over me, smiling, "This might hurt Clare."

Before he was about to enter me, gun shots went off, and the three men dropped to the floor all at once. I immediately head butted Aston, and kneed him in the groin. As he fell to the floor I poked him in the eye socket's. I grabbed the gun on the floor that one of the men had dropped and I began to beat Aston in the head with it, all I could see was red, my need to kill him was insane. Someone pulled me back, but I kept swinging at the air. "Clare stop it, I have you! I have you! Look at me!" Eli held my face between his hands, his face was wild with anger, and sadness. He put his leather jacket over me while pulling the gun out of my hands, and sat me by the door. Vince and Zig came to my side with with my clothes in their hands. I slipped my pants back on, keeping my eyes on Eli, if I looked away from him I'd lose control again. Sean and Eli were discussing something in the corner of the room, when I heard another gun shot. This time is wasn't from My boys, it was from Aston. I watched as Eli fell to the floor, I ran to him screaming. "Eli! Someone help him, Eli!"

When I reached Eli his eyes were closed, but I could see him still breathing. His shirt was quickly becoming solid red, and Sean picked him up and grabbed my hand. As we ran out I heard another gun shot, this time I didn't know who fired it, or who had been shot. All I knew was that there was blood dripping from a hole in Eli's body, and my heart was breaking.