Vendetta Love

I Need You

Declan

Hell over Hell.

One I'd condemn myself to. Regardless of my act. She is just as adoring before as she is now.

A ring is needed for that woman.

My head was in the worst kind of place it could be. I had no way out. I was walking in a void. Voices shouting at me and I can't silence them. It was unbearable.

*Flash Back*

Things seem to be going to s**t. Father didn't think we can give up if we don't do something more. He didn't want to retreat yet.

Things were getting bad and his ego was too. He pushed me. He feed on my desire to do what he knows he couldn't.

Grabbing my face he demanded in his manipulative voice to proud myself to him under our name. Go after Monroe's Head Boss now. After years of me claiming to have it all. For being rank higher than him he preyed on that. The bastard used my Kara to push me forward. To show that Monroe couldn't get to her. To be the man she needed me to be.

As manipulative as my old man is. Those words worked.

I saw her face. Her smile. The shine in her eyes when I finally tell her everything I had been hiding. I know she would be afraid. She'll hold my hand and tell me her sweet words.

We'll fall in love more after this. In my claim I know I have a way to protect more now. Meeting her dad after this attempt will be everything.

I'll have the life. Just me and Kara.

I took my hammer and grab it with the determination I have to bring Kara into my world. To give her everything.

I chase after the man who can soon find my Kara and use her. Being under age with a hidden name only hid those things. It hid Kara. But I wasn't under age anymore. I was already 18. I was doing my best to keep her out but time was down.

I can only hide her for so long before others find out. It was all in the air the last few weeks. So this. Me going after our rival who will do nothing more than to take that sweetness away. He had to be beaten down or put down.

It was up to me. My old man was old. He runs more with less actions to the name. So it was up to me.

Every clash I thought of her. And some how this guy ticked at it. Ticked, I wouldn't find a woman when i'm dead.

"Bad news for you. I got a hell of a woman waiting to marry me back home now."

"Then I'll send her flowers for her lost." He spit. "Tell me the name to send to?"

Bashing heads and sitting blood. I slip out her name. No bother now though. His death slip out his tongue by requesting it.

A large break over his arm when my hammer connected. Slicing in, blood pours from a large wound over his chest.

He bleed like a pig easy.

Laughing in my face he kept that smug look. "What so funny?" I bring my foot up to rock down on his mess up arm. Rolling him down.

He clawed up and tries to be tough. Just like a true Head Boss death should end.

"She was right. My princess was always f*****g right. Even about you."

My brow furrowed in confusion. I must of hit him a bit too hard. "You're going old. Say your last words."

He fought hard and he gave me his last strength. Nearly any marks I had him on his knees. He was weak.

I put my hammer away. I didn't need it so much.

He grabbed my arm and snarl in each others face. His teeth bare blood as his eyes showed delusion.

"Oh, Declan, you have no clue what's to come when Kara finds out."

Motherfucker, as if you'll get close to her.

My body took over and took it all away. I kept connecting, breaking bones and spiting blood from him. "Your people won't touch my Kara!"

I lost it then. Her name over his lips and the threat he cast was over. Ever single word he said met my fit. And feed it with his blood.

Minutes in I had him hanging on my trigger. His ragged breath was wheezing.

I loved it.

I prep the gun just under his chin. Stared into his eyes so he remembers mine as I remember his.

As much blood pouring out. He shives in my sight. He will die today. And he knew it. The dark red puddle under him said so.

"Tell her. My daughter I'm proud." He swallowed hard. "I told her It'll come down to you our us.."

My gun went off right then. His head falls back, it was done. It was all done.

"Enough." I breathed out.

No time to feel any pride. A man shouted for his father then whispered my name. It was a very familiar voice.

Turning I see the one person I never thought to be here. All dress in the right occasion and all. Meaning one thing.

One untakable thing.

"Tell me why I shouldn’t return a bullet?" Cole asked as his gun raise to me.

I held mine down. Calculating it all in my head. I took my steps towards him. His jaw tick each time and so did his grip.

It brought me the time until I face him to say the words I needed to say. For the time to come.

"I'll tell her myself. She isn't involded in this life."

"Bastard! You killed our father! You think she'll look at you the same after that!?"

His anger was clear.

"You know the stakes. I just won and I won't lose your sister over him. He would of only use her if he knew the truth before."

"Keep talking and you're dead. Save her the heartache."

I place my hand over his gun. "I love her and I'm telling her soon."

Cole dropped his gun and rocked his other hand. Hitting me on a blind spot. I don't retaliate. I deserve it.

"I'm giving you one week. She's done with your make believe s**t. We all are Barron." He flares his hate and all I can do is nod in agreement.

After all it came down to me.

**

Every word meant something now. It was all adding up.

My old man used me for his own s**t. But I'm the one at fault. It was me not him. I still enjoyed the killed. That I won't lie.

Every second I have to myself. I try to think of her. The one good I ever had. Yet it all seems to fall when the crash hits.

I deal with the pain she throw at me. I know the worth of it all. It's the claim of myself. A consist reminder I get from my old man. He wanted me to buried myself in regrets. He wanted to find a way to knock me down and suffocate. And at time. It works.

I had to get out. I couldn't be in this hell. Nothing no one says eases it.

Turning my car on, I headed out to a peaceful crash. On the way there I couldn't not have my soul too. So, I texted her.

"I need you."

I send the text with my location once I was parked up. She read it and send a photo of her driving out.

"Okay. She's coming."

It was getting dark and the moon was the only light. It felt too fake to even be here. Which made it perfect.

Minutes go by and I heard a car. The engine stops and soft footsteps making its way through the sand.

She stood next to the blanket for a second. I knew she was just staring at me with some kind of hate. I mean that's what this all has been about. And I don't blame her.

Kara slowly takes her shoes off. Setting them aside the edge of the blanket. She took a seat next to me and bends her knees up to hers.

As bad as I wanted to look up to her. See her face and the second glimpse of my old Kara looking back at me without the pure murders hate.

I couldn't bother.

It was the one thing I just couldn't bring myself to do. She was right. I ruined us in a way. If I had just heard him out more maybe things would be different. But then my dad would of done something and I couldn't. It was in my hands and I own the blood of it.

I crumple both our hearts over the my family's s**t.

The guilt killed me. The idea of forever losing her was worst though.

We can make wrongs and make them right. We can always make them right. That's what I'm trying to do.

Feeling her staring at me the second she sat was a calling. I was too weak in her presence. Feeling her fingers trying to graze mine let it fall even more.

I turn my body and wrapped myself over her. She gasp at my affection. I thought she'll kill me for touching her.

My kara.

Nuzzling my head into her, she soothes me in more. I began to pant into her chest. Her warmth helped all the darkness rush out so I can find some kind of light.

"It happen again, didn't it?" Her voice was a low tender ache.

"I just need you here next to me. Same as last time."

Same as every time. I don't think I'm worth any of this. Not a son, not a Barron, and not as the guy she can love.

"Okay." She breathed out.

Her hands run up and down my back. Making deep hits to bring back my nerves. Having her rest her head over mine. Feeling her heartbeat with mine. It was helping the crashing waves that was silencing the voices. And her alone was bringing in that light.

Minutes goes by and I finally sat myself up. I thought I used up all my points after caging myself on her. But Kara didn't want to let me go. She somehow knew I wasn't leveled out yet. Not enough to fall back into the world we had to face.

"Watch the picture." She said as she gently push my head towards her.

I make the move and ease myself to lay my head on her shoulder. She kept her hand at my neck. It was sending lighting up to my brain.

Together again. We both sat on a blanket and watch the sky before us. The moon sat right over the ocean. Its light gave a shadow of the crashing waves. The smell coats the air that swims around us and I just smell her scent over it all.

Watching the moon and ocean. With her scent and touch. That was all my life needed.

It killed the parasites that eats me tonight.

I had no sense of time. But it felt long enough when I was balance to just sit next to her. And she was able to bear my presence.

It almost felt like we were back in our fantasy world. I thought we lost that part. I thought she didn't want it but her being here proved it's not all gone.

She can hate me. She can bleed me out. On the inside we both know the truth of it all.

Our love was still there. It wasn't thinning or thickening. It was steady and I would f*****g hold that.

The heaviest breath I held came out. I kept my eyes down, still not able to look at her.

"Thanks."

I stood up to leave. I needed to now rest through it all. And I doubt she'll want to rest next to me.

Fuck. I wouldn't be mad if that's how she kills me.

A hand grabs me back. My head turns just enough to still hide my face from hers. Her fingers griped all around. And I waited for her pull. I waited for her words.

Anything from her I'll do it.

But she let go. Her warmth wasn't gone but she let go. And I walked away.

This time it was me walking away. And I don't know how I feel. It was a whole other thing now.

"I'll get you back. Soon." I prayed to the sky.

Driving home my mind was slowing perching down. That was all I needed out of the world itself.

Her presence. Just her.

Buuzz

Hitting a red light. I check my phone. Only to glue a small crack in myself.

"It's a bore having others chase you. No bond."

Normally, I would reply back to her. But this didn't need one. I knew it had to be big for her to drop. Bonds aren't just dropped that easily. I guess she knows someone.

Either way. I'll take this as a win. Not for me. But for us. To gaining us back.