Hers

Let's Go

Diana's POV:

I am honestly dead inside. It has been weeks. Possibly months since I have last seen Joanne. Who knows, I lost track a while ago.

Why did I have to get myself mixed up into bullshit all the f*****g time. If I never played James, this would not have happened. Me and Joanne would be home right now, watching a movie or cuddling.

Maybe if I never even met up with Joanne, this would not even be happening right now. Maybe my life would be the way it was and I would not be in a room freezing with no sign of life anywhere except for the occasional guards that come in and out.

Today, I guess I was getting a shower. Have not had one in a few days and even though the water was not that warm, it still felt nice to clean myself. I was barely holding on to my dignity anymore.

After I finished my shower, I had dinner which is barely edible, and then went to bed.

~*~

I woke up to a suddenly loud noise. It sounded as if the door to my "room" was being broke down. I suddenly got nervous and scooched to the corner of my bed away from the door.

I was completely tense, thinking about all the possibilities that might be waiting behind that door, but that tenseness turned to relaxation and relief in 2 seconds when I saw Joanne's beautiful face.

She started yelling at me to get up. She looked relentless, and hell so did I. I thought she had a plan to escape, so I was all in, no matter the cost.

We started running, her pulling me behind her by the arm with one hand and holding a gun in the other, which I assume she stole from a guard.

"JOANNE" I yelled. "Diana, pick up the pace. We need to hurry."

"Joanne, what the f**k are we doing? How did you even get James to let you out alone?"

"I haven't, Diana. James is f*****g dead. I killed him, and I will tell you everything once we are f*****g safe and out of here."

I didn't bother to try talking more, because I wanted to get out just as bad as she did. We passed five dead guards on the ground, and I gave Joanne a look and she just nodded.

Fuck, my baby killed a handful of people tonight. Least to say I am quite proud, but I wish it was working for me and not fighting for her life. She was leading me through hallways until we came to this door with 6 guards at it.

Joanne did not even hesitate when she pulled the gun up and shot all of them. I don't know why, but only one had a gun, who she managed to shoot first.

We went out the door, and was met by sun. Pure, bright, hot sun. The most freedom I have had in a long f*****g time. We didn't waste time and just kept running. I wanted to kiss her, to touch her, so bad, but I knew our safety was at stake so now would not be the best time.

We ran and ran and ran until we found this gas station after running for hours. They let me use a phone, and I called one of my men who sounded delighted to hear me. Said everyone has been looking all over for me and Joanne, and how excited everyone would be.

While we were waiting for my guy to get here, which should be around 20 minutes, I took the time to really look at Joanne. And she looked gone, worn out, not the same person. The life that was once in her bright blue eyes were now gone, replaced with this void and sadness. But, there was also anger hidden in them. Anger for what seems like so many things. She looked different, like she was changed entirely.

She finally looked at me, and her eyes softened a bit. For the first time in forever, I touched her hand. I felt her soft skin, and then trailed up her arms to her face. When I grabbed her face, I immediately went in and kissed her. I can tell she didn't hesitate to kiss me either, that void in her eyes were gone, and I think I was the cause of that void.

We honestly make each other so f*****g complete, and we are safe now. Safe to go home. Safe to be with each other. Safe to watch movies and cuddle, safe to enjoy our selves. Safe to f*****g love each other.

Were going home tonight, we are going to take a long bath and she is going to tell me everything and then I will be making love to her. I need her, I need the feeling she brings me and I was already getting it back.

I f*****g love her, and I would be killing anyone and everyone who had something to do with the situation, no matter who the f**k it is. And just then, my thoughts ended when I saw one of my vehicles pull up in front of the gas station.

We're free, fuckers.