Princess to Prisoner

Antonio's POV

I start walking down the hallway, I'm not sure where the shot came from. The first room I got to was Jaxs room when he and Missy were not sleeping together. Checking the closets and bathroom, It was clear.

I hesitate before I open up Missys room. I know this is where she was. Her body was. Anna comes running up to me. I push her behind me and open the door.

It is dark and soft music is playing. I click on the light. Thats when I seen it. Blood everywhere. Jax was laying in bed holding her, and I could see the gun in his hand. I knew what that sound was. There was a instant feeling of relief.

I turn fast, try to stop Anna from looking.

She can't see this. I can't let her. I shut the door as fast as I can.

This isn't going to be easy. I know she already knows... Her son is gone. Before she has time to react, I wrap both my arms around her tightly. She strugles to try and get out of my grip. I refuse to let her.

Trying to calm her down. Realizing she won't win this, her body goes limp and I fall to the floor with her. Letting her cry.

After a few minutes. I helped her up and brought her to Kristy's room. I dreaded going in there. I have to tell her Jax is gone now too.

I knocked on the door "Kristy, Baby, it's me." Soon as she opens the door Anna says "It's Jax Kristy, He's gone."

"What do you mean hes gone?" She's now crying.

"He killed himself" she replied. Grabing Kristy and hugging her.

I escort them both the couch in the room. "I have to call Mr. D'amore you 2 stay here."

He was on his way back already, when I made the call.

I went to Jax and Missy's room to clean things up a bit. So no one else had to see this.

There is blood splattered all over the walls. And a huge pool of it on the bed seeping into the mattress. I take a blanket and cover them both up. Grab a bucket, and start filling it up. A few of the guards come into the room to help with the mess.

I am wiping what I will assume is brain matter off the dresser when Mr. D'amore comes into the room. He goes to the bed and lifts up the blanket. He sets it down and walks out. Without saying a single word.

No good will come of this I know it. Not that he didn't deserve it after everything he has done. I just know I need to get Kristy and the baby out of here. And I will.