The only Hope

Hope’s pov:

“Don’t.” I said in a monotone way. Gerard slowly lowered his gun and frowned. Then he pointed the gun back at Korse and lost it.

“NO! What did you do to her!? This is all a sick game to you, isn’t it!?” Tears fell from his eyes.

“Gerard!” My voice was hoarse from holding back tears. “Leave.”

He looked at me with confusion. Korse started walking around the room, causing Gerard to focus on him again.

“If I were you I would take her advice. You know, I think this is really sad, pathetic even. You must feel really stupid right now, don’t you? Letting one of my spies get to you like that.” He grinned. He was definitely enjoying this.

Gerard was panting and didn’t know where to look. Fuck, Korse was messing with his head. Seeing him that way destroyed me from the inside.

Korse stopped walking. “I’ll give you a head start. Go now and I will chase you again later. Now that I have your names it will only be easier for me…”

“HOW ABOUT I KILL YOU!?” Gerard yelled and walked up to Korse. He grabbed him by his shirt and placed the gun against his head. I gasped.

“If something happens to me the girl dies.” Korse hissed.

It remained silent. Gerard was in serious doubt. He looked at me.

“You said you love me!” He spat.

I took a deep breath. I couldn’t believe what I was about to say. “Yes, I said that. I made you believe that.” Oh, how I wanted to die now…

Gerard pushed Korse away and walked back to the stairs. He was taking him up on his offer, good.

“Hope…” He turned around one more time.

I sighed. “Just leave, Gerard. This time… I’m not coming with you.”

He eyes shot daggers. He was more than hurt. He was destroyed. While walking downstairs he took a last look at me. I just turned around and started crying softly.

“You did well.” Korse whispered and smiled.

“Fuck you. I fucking hate you for making me do this, I fucking hate your games!” I hissed. I didn’t want Gerard to come back up, so I kept quiet.

Korse just smiled and pressed a button on the panel.

“Kill them.”

My eyes widened. “You said you weren’t going to hurt them!”

Korse started laughing now. “Indeed. I’m not, but the Dracs are.”

“NO!” I ran over to one of the dead Dracs and took its gun. I pointed it at Korse before he could make a move.

“Don’t even think about it!” I walked up to him and grabbed his gun from his jacket.

“If I die, you die. Remember?” Korse took a step back.

“I couldn’t give less of a fuck! Now you’re going to turn around and press that button again! Tell them to back off. Let them live!” I yelled.

“Very well then.” Korse smiled, moved towards the panel and pressed the button right next to one he had pressed before.

“What did you do?” I started panicking. “Press the other one and tell them!”

Korse didn’t say anything. Suddenly ten Dracs came up the stairs and ran towards me.

They grabbed the two guns and placed my arms on my back. I yelped and fell on my knees.

“Take her back to her room.” Korse received his gun from a Drac and turned around to look at the monitors again.

“No! You promised!” I tried to fight, but everything was still sore and the Dracs were much stronger. “Let go of me!” The Dracs were taking me back to my room on the fifth floor. We were already heading downstairs.

Then out of nowhere there was this noise of a gun being fired, really close to where I was. The Dracs all stopped and looked at each other. One of the Dracs next to me touched his stomach and fell down the stairs. He was shot.

Suddenly all the Dracs fled to the fifth floor, dragging me along. Fuck, it hurt. But where did the shot come from? I know there was shooting downstairs, but…

“Let her go!” It was Gerard! He entered the fifth floor as well and walked over to where I was standing. The Dracs turned around to fight him.

Gerard knocked out the first one, only to meet the second one with the back of his gun. This one immediately let go of me and I took his gun before he fell down. Gerard was already fighting some of the other Dracs.

Two actually got to me. I ran away from them and shot them from a distance. Another came up from behind me. I kicked him and shot them as well.

I didn’t know where to look, but in the corner of my eye I saw movement. I quickly pointed the gun at… Gerard! He did exactly the same with me.

There we were, standing between the dead bodies of some Dracs. Panting, pointing a gun at each other. Me: feeling guilty as shit.

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