I maneuver through the warehouse unable to find her amidst the chaos.
I’m attacked from behind, a fist punches me in he back of the head but not hard enough to take me down. I spin around, pulling a blade from my hip and dig into this dumb fucker’s neck.
I shove him backwards and keep moving. Thrash and the boys have already taken out the rest of Pedro’s men and are finishing off what’s left of the Blazing Demons.
The noise begins dying down and the bullets stop flying.
I hear a cough coming from behind a turned over shelf and that’s when I see her boot. Fucking hell. Fuck me. Trin’s gotta be okay.
“Help me,” I yell out and few of the guys who aren’t on the brink of exhaustion help me get the heavy shelf out of the way.
Trin’s laying on the floor in a white dress. I smile at her until I see the blood staining her left side under breast. I drop to me knees and cradle her in my arms.
“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you now.” I press my lips to hers. “Get me a truck you fucks. I’ve gotta get her to the hospital,” I bark, and someone runs off.
“Look at me, Trinity. Let me see you. Open your eyes.”
**
Trinity
“Damn, baby, you’re losing a lot of blood,” Killer says, putting pressure on my wound, but we both know I’m not walking away from this. He softens his expression when he sees the look in my eyes. I’m going to fade out faster than either of us want. I took a bullet right under my ribs on my left side and I’m pretty damn sure it punctured my lung. It hurts to breathe. I know I’m dying.
I need him to know that I do love the bastard. I do. “You know I love you, don’t you? I need to hear you say that you know that if I could’ve gone straight and been good ever in my life, I would’ve for you.”
“Stop talking like you’re dying, Trin. You’re not going any-fucking-where. I’m going to get you out of here, and I’m going to take care of you. We’ll get our fresh start. I’ll buy you a house, but we’ll paint the picket fence black. You’re going to marry me. I’ll get down on one knee with a real diamond ring. Biggest fuckin’ diamond. Then you’ll have my baby.”
“You paint a pretty picture, Caleb.” My eyes flutter. I’m trying to hold on for him, but it’s damn hard.
“No. Trin. Open your eyes. You never call me Caleb. Wake up, baby.”
It hurts to breathe much less open my eyes. Blood is filling my lungs I can taste it at the back of my throat and feel it in my ears.
“Ride or die, baby. Ride or die,” he whispers, wrapping my fingers over the hilt of my favorite blade. “If you go, you take me with you.”
I try to touch his face and he leans down to kiss my lips, tasting the blood that is running out my mouth now.
“Fuck,” he cries. I never knew this man had tears. He draws the knife up with my hand. “I love, you, Trin,” he says sinking it in his jugular. I feel the spray of his blood hitting my face and then everything fades to black and there is noting but darkness and the burning of hell welcoming me home.
The End…just kidding. Keep reading for the epilogue.
Epilogue
Killer
Some people say tigers can’t change their stripes, but Trin and me, we’ve come a long mother fuckin’ way. When I found her in the warehouse, she had been shot and was dosing in and out of consciousness. She kept talking like she was dying, but she wasn’t. The shelf that fell over on her was full of roxy dust, some sort of drug
cocktail, and the shit was making her hallucinate.
I was able to get her to the Jacks Devils’ doc, and he fixed her right up. Once he pulled the bullet out and stitched her up and the drugs filtered through her system, I was waiting for her to try to kill me, but she smiled at me and said, “Hey.” And then the crazy bitch asked me to marry her.
I was afraid to say no.
I can’t say that Petey had luck as good as ours. The fat fucker died that day at the warehouse. Trin told me that he was her dad, and we got to talking. Funny thing is, we both felt an instant connection to each other, but that’s because we already had one. We met as kids one time on the playground. There was a bird with a broken wing near the swing set. I remember this little blonde headed girl scooping the bird up into her hands. I thought she was going to save it, but she smiled at me then snapped its neck.
I think I fell in love with her back then even if I didn’t know what the feelings meant or who she even was.
Not long after we were married my girl found out she was expecting a baby. When we first found out we were having a kid, we were both scared as fuck. Hell, we even went to the clinic to see about an abortion, but Trin was too far along for them to allow it.