Vendetta Love

So Be It

Declan

Stupid sports. At least high school ones are stupid. Kids ones are cute. The real ones on tv and stuff and entertaining. This, not really.

My only reason to come was to keep an eye on my girl. She's working-ish. Needed to do this credit thing for her Sports Med course. She texted me to not show but that only made me attend the game only for her.

Oh, how her violent eyes sliced me then. Beautiful.

Watching to ensure no guy tries to get to friendly or handsy with her was my job. Whether I'm her boyfriend or ex, it's my job.

Seeing her classmate Paul who is in our friend group show up was a shock. I thought I set it straight with the knife. Clearly, his brain is too little to understand that.

I watch and watch. Kara tried her hardest to not turn and find me. I saw her tense even from the bleachers. Paul saying anything only irritated her.

Good thing for me though. That gave her a moment during one of those game pauses to step away from the field.

That's when I took my shoot.

Finding her roaming around to get space. She jumps. "Hey, p***y cat."

"Ah! Wait, what? Ugh, never mind." She shook it off as she fought through her many emotions.

"You thirsty? I saved you half my drink." I offer her but she looks disgusted.

"Why bother yourself, Barron. It's over. Stalking me won't fix what we did."

Retreating my drink I sip it. "No fix. Just admit to being mine and that's it."

She stomped her feet. Turning to me. "Save your f*****g breath. I told you this isn't a game. It's a death wish. One you already in line for."

I couldn't help but chuckled. "I was dead before we met. It was you who brought me back alive. And I won't just give up. So now, tell me what you want and I'll buy it, I know you're hungry." Taking my hand to her sweet spot, I nudge her.

Slowly, this fight wasn't worth too many words. Actions, yes. Words, no. Kara is an action girl. She likes my tone deep and demanding. However, when I show in, that's her weakness.

For the first time she pulled off. Her expression stated in a way I never saw. I tilted my head.

"Enough, Declan. It's over. We have one finish mission to take and laying under each other is not helping."

"Stop pushing back then. Give in to the truth. To our truth. f**k this mafia shit." Of course I said that last part softly. "I just need you. We need each other."

"It's not gonna happen." Her chest cave

"Kara, let's have a real talk, okay. I lov-"

"I don't love you, Declan. Not anymore. Barron's and Monroe's can't love each other. Face that truth like I did."

Death.

I felt dead then. Hearing those words right out her mouth killed me.

I wanted it to be a lie. I've been telling myself over and over again. She never said those words until now. But as I look into her eyes I wasn't sure.

My heart stopped. Not a tear tried to fight their way out of her. She looked like she meant it.

She couldn't. No.

Taking a step back my body just moved away. I throw my drink into the trash and walked off.

I need to cool down before anyone saw me. I was ticking inside. I wanted to f*****g scream my pain away but it felt never ending.

"f**k. I lost her. I f*****g lost her." I begged and begged for this to never happen.

"No, no, no, no." I shouted in a whispered.

I was going mad how it went down. I did everything I could to get her to understand. To bring her back. But she fell. I don't how she fell. We were doing so good. It felt like we were almost there.

"No, baby. Kara, no, damn it."

Seeing no one around me. I needed to release some of this rage.

A thick tree was near me and I position myself to hide. Next thing I knew I was punching the damn tree. No amount of blood spitting down my hand eased me though.

Only one thing would. One person really.

Grabbing my shirt I wiped as much blood off as I could. My hand roughly rubbed over my face and jumped side to side to breathe out my anger.

Needing to just hold it all until we're alone.

I watched from the distance. And when it was time again. She raced out the field. I followed and right when she made that dark corner. She was mine.

I don't know where she thought she was heading off to. Either way she ran herself right to me. Like she knew where to go.

Her shadow was in sight and once her body came into I grabbed hold of her and took her for myself.

There was not one person around and it was too dark around us from any distance to see.

Seeing her instincts kick flutter dead creatures inside me. Facing me she had her blade right under my chin. Ironically, that'll make a swell end to this vendetta.

My hand slowly went up as her eyes didn't even flinch at the fact it was my throat she's about to slice. Moving its position, I ensure the blade aims my heart. I press and let is slice through. Giving myself a death mark.

Kara greeted her teeth, like she was the one in pain.

"It would make more sense here. End me now."

I see her fingertips tremble at my take. I press more but she yank it back. "You have gone mad."

"No, I'm just in love with you." Obviously, baby.

"Falsely accused. We're enemies. Start acting like it." She said it like it's the only truth.

"To your deepest core that's it?" I asked, thinking she'll say we're just lovers or some crap.

"Yes, to my deepest core!"

My head bobbed. She wasted no time to say her oath. No recall beyond the stories of Monroes and Barrons.

I step closer to her. Seeing the flame in her eyes. Mine held nothing but the black pit I live in now.

"Then to my soul, I'll give you your rival. And I'll show you f*****g hell. Take this promise, Kara Monroe." I said her name in the same vine she gave me. "You'll regret something once you see the hell I give you back in return. The taunting will haunt you for years to come. I will be the last person in your mind. Morning and night. I'm there, Kara."

As acid as my words meant to be, I'd hope she heard the hidden meaning. My own oath to her. One I'll vow to cherish her, fight until I can't no more.

Her hand without a weapon rise up and hits my cheek. Violent eyes was all I saw. Tint of hurt maybe.

As her hand marked my face. Mine had done the same to return my promise to her. It felt like I did it to myself though. But she'll learn what it's like to love her enemy publicly.

Those eyes had betrayal all over and I had to change that. Once I saw it, my hand took her face. With most of my strength I restrained her to stare at her lovers eyes she claim to only hate.

"You need to f*****g rethink what you're doing, baby. Because I'm coming to get your heart again. Every trail of dead bodies will mark your name."

"You'r not my Declan."

"You're not f*****g leaving me." I said seeping in a dark hush. Her eyes widen.

Unable to keep any vile words from leaking. I stepped back and headed out. I didn't want hear more lies from her. Or truth if that's what she meant.

We can both go back and forth all we want. However, it may be time to take a different approach on things.

Feeling her body tremble for my release. So I did too. It's best to be loving rivals, for now.

My Kara had to f*****g know regardless I will get her back. I just had to lose her first. Like now.

I felt it beyond her gaze. I had lost her. I don't when it happen but I had lost her.

It won't last though. I'll get her back. She's mine.

After leaving, wasn't long before I got an unknown call to meet up.

My mind said one thing while my heart said another.

I waited in my chair. Wondering who's about to come in. Taking an another hit from my cigarette ease my mind to empty pit I needed. At least enough.

Hearing footsteps and multiple entrances. It was more than I had expected.

I looked up only to find Cole, Wally, and Marco. I didn't bother to look around. Naive of me to.

Waved my hand out to them. "What does the three loyal dogs want from me? Their enemy."

Taking a seat they all had the same yet different faces. The concern was deadly.

They all pull out their weapon and stupidly disarmed themselves. One by one they placed their gun on the table.

Taking just a second, I huffed the smoke and put out my cigarette. Doing so my hand appeared from under the table and I also disarmed myself. Tugged lips and empty palms out.

Cole pulled out his phone. Playing some kind of audio.

At first I still to listen, after one echo my body crash inside and out. I listen closely. A muffle noise and then that. The screaming had a similar tone to it.

Kara.

Unexplainable feeling of guilt. Yet, this was how I've been feeling. Her bloody scream of destruction made every muscle in my body tense up. Made my instinct to kill anyone who hurt her so bad.

It was me though. I did that to her.

They had placed a friendly gesture bottle on the table. Pushing it to the glasses I had. Next to that were a deck of cards. It told me this wasn't business.

It like old times before we knew each others true identities.

"She came home completely out of it." Wally stated.

"Neither of us were able to enter until she calmed down. However that didn't that. Her sobbing screams added on to every crash she made." Cole added.

"When we did enter, regardless. She couldn't face us. Refused even. Her office showed her emotions clearly." Marco explain how the office now needs a repair from Kara's lash.

"Okay." One word. Yet, it weakling express my main feeling I held back.

"I found this broken." Wally had grabbed something folded up and slid it to me. No hesitation I unfolded it. "It was in a frame she had in her desk. No one sees it but her. I grabbed it when she finally fell asleep from exhaustion."

It was one of our first photos. Just me and her cuddle up. Purely in love. Not long before then we had said I love you to one another.

With everything, with every word said. She had this in her office. Us?

Did she hoped too? What change?

"She fell asleep crying? With this?" Knowing her she didn't just leave it out.

The three of them made eyes and nodded like I was correct. My fist curl at the image.

"It took a lot to get her to rest. Tricky enough to sweep this from her." Marco's eyes shifted to me and down to his hands. I see he cares for Kara. I had always seen a bond between them.

"So, why come here? I assume she doesn't know."

"Friendly warning, man."

Cole's eyes looked exhausted. They dip down. "Her love is turning into anger. Everything she once had is just becoming anger. We have no clue what you two are going through but damn it, man."

"You two can't keep this up, if you don't help get that love back it will-"

"I've done everything. I bleed my heart out for her and she stabbed me again and again."

Their warning is useless. I knew this all already.

"So that's yet. You don't love her any more?"

"I never said that. I still plan to marry her one day. It's just." I shrug. "I'm not gonna make her choose."

Marco lean over. "Why? Because she'll choose everything over you?" His words hit me harder than the damn bullet. But he's right. I'm afraid I'm not even an option to her.

Especially now.

I lean back. Pretending like this whole thing was calming. "I'm just doing what you three are."

"And what's that?"

My eyes met each one of them. One by one. "I'm being loyal and following her. Even if it calls for my death." I chuckle. "Maybe she'll come with me."

Wally starts to split the cards in his hands. Passing it around. "Cliche love story." He said in a scoff.

"Why can't you two just pick each other." Like that was easy. "You two are grossly meant to be."

"We're a fantasy." I breathed. And it seemed like they understood that.

"Your loyalty isn't question. Trust me." Marco said as he reads through his cards. And coming from him that meant something.

Kara is a strong woman more so than the average. I wanted to be the man she can rest aside. I know at the moment I'm failing at that. I also know that she battles through a lot of things.

Like this. I know beyond the veil she battles with herself. And it's hard to tell how that will end.

As far as this may go. I want to live on with our fantasy. Fight even if I'm alone. I can't see a future without her.

I won't.

I'll proudly die with our love. She'll live on with our love. She'll be one hell of a woman. She doesn't need a damn man. And I will never blame her for taking my last breath. Just her love.

To my soul.