Another Turning - Chapter 9

Chapter 9 I gazed into his tear-filled eyes and said calmly, ''Yes, I was reborn, just like you. And I remember everything you did." Elliot's body shook, and his eyes were full of nothing but hopelessness. His tears started to fall. He shook his head slowly, as if he could not believe it. "No... It can't be true! You belong to me, always!" He tried to hug me and kiss me while ignoring my attempts to push him away. Feeling his tears on my face, I was sick and humiliated. Just as he was about to tear off my clothes, the bedroom door burst open.

"Let her go!" The once dim room filled with light, and a loud bang echoed as a bullet struck Elliot's arm. Joseph stormed in with his team, kicked Elliot aside, and wrapped his arms around me protectively. He glared at Elliot, who was in pain on the floor. His eyes were icy and fierce. "I promised Dad I wouldn't end you, so consider this your last warning. Next time, it'll be much worse." Joseph's men held Elliot down while Joseph picked me up, his voice soft but urgent. "Don't be scared. You're safe now." I nodded, feeling secure in his arms.

As we walked out, Sheila appeared from the shadows, looking upset and disheveled. She pointed a gun at us, her hands shaking. The second the bullet zoomed by, my head spun. Joseph, who was holding me, spun around fast. He hugged me close to try to block the bullets with his wide back. Lyelled out in fear, "Joseph! No!" However, the gun suddenly went silent, and he was not hurt. It was Elliot who had dashed in front of us, breaking away from Joseph's people. A bullet had gone right through his heart. He slumped to the ground, and blood kept pouring out.

The others quickly circled around Sheila, who was frozen with shock. Elliot, who was barely hanging on, gave me a weak smile and said, "I'm sorry... If dying means I could go back to the past, then I'd do it." As I stood in Joseph's arms, all I could do was sigh. I did not feel anything else. "But I don't want that." One final teardrop streamed down his cheek when he heard me, and he closed his eyes for good. Sheila, who had shot him, was given the harshest punishment by the heartbroken Byron. They took her out to sea and made her suffer for three long days and nights.

She could not take it anymore and begged to be put out of her misery. However, no one would do it. In the end, she died in terrible pain, and the sharks had their feast. When I heard about it, I was lying in the villa by the fire with Joseph. He was going to be a dad soon and was gently rubbing my belly, whispering to the baby and to me, "Little one, our family of three will have nothing but happy days from now on." I snuggled up to him with a smile on my face, feeling all the warmth in the room and in my heart. His words were the truth.