My Life - Chapter Ten

Lucian was expecting us to walk out with Mitchel’s body, not with him alive and walking. I quickly explained it to him. To make sure he wouldn’t run, Rosen had his gun pointed to his side. Olivia stood in front of them to hide it as best as we could. Fortunately, nobody was in the lobby, so we quickly signed Mitchel out.
Outside, it was still raining heavily. We forcefully pushed Mitchel into the car park, and found his car. He didn’t make any objections, so some of our fun was ruined, but we still had the big finish to come.

His car was big enough for all five of us. Lucian and I sat in the front, whilst Rosen, Mitchel and Olivia sat in the back, still holding him at gunpoint. The pier wasn’t too far away, but it was still miserable outside. The sky had almost turned black. There were very few stars in the sky.
Rosen drew the ropes and tape out of his bag and secured his father tightly.
Once he was bound, we kicked him out of the car.
Lucian’s jet black hair was flat and seemed invisible in the twilight. His eyes no longer had a glimmer in them, but a pained look. Olivia’s golden blonde hair wisped around her face.  
I could feel the wind tugging at my long brown hair.
On the floor, gagged, and tied up, Mitchel gave me a longing stare. His eyes screamed ‘Help me’. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t.

Rosen levelled with his father. “Do you know why you’re here?”
Mitchel nodded.
“Good. Because after what you’ve done, you deserve a hundred times worse.”
Mitchel looked down, but Rosen grabbed his head up. “Don’t look away from me.” He snarled.
Olivia took a stride towards him. “Rose’ we need to hurry up, I don’t want to look at him for much longer.” She spat on her dad.
Lucian and I just watched for the next few minutes as the prepared for Mitchel’s death.

Rosen ripped the tape off of Mitchel’s mouth and said, “Anything you want to add, monster?”
“Yes, I’m sorry, Rosen, I really am! Please don’t go through with it!” Mitchel was terrified of his son at this very moment. “I’ve learnt my lesson, done my time, I swear!”
Rosen stopped. He just froze. I ran over to him. “Rosen, don’t listen to him! Do it! Do it now! He’s just trying to snivel out of it!” I grabbed a hold of him, and shook him. He just seemed completely oblivious to what was happening.

Olivia was beating her father, screaming various things, such as “This is for mum!” or “See how you like it!” I looked back at her a few times, each time his injuries worsened and increased. Lucian began prying her off once she’d almost knocked him out.
“Olivia, Olivia, let it go.” He slowly dragged her off of her father.
“Not.” She paused as she hit him once more. After a loud crunch, she continued. “Not until he’s dead.” Mitchel was still breathing – only just. It was just enough for him to be able to hear, see and speak, although it probably brought him great pain to do so.

Rosen began to come round of his trance. I was frantically trying to convince him to go through with his original plan.
“Rose’ you need to finish him off. You have to!” I stared into his leafy green eyes. The golden flecks had faded with the recent events. He looked up at me.
“I can’t,” Was all he could say, “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.”
“Listen to me,” I grabbed his head and cupped it into my hands. “You can do this. You will do this. You have to do this.”
Time felt like it had stopped at that very moment. We were stuck in each other’s eyes. All I could feel was him. All I could see was him. All I wanted was him. I gently leant forwards, pursed my lips, and pressed them against his. It felt even better than I’d imagined. I guess good things come to those who wait. Rosen didn’t pull away from me. We were still getting soaked from the rain. It was like a kiss from a cheesy chick-flick; in the rain and long awaited. The kiss lasted a lifetime, once it was over, Rosen looked up at me, gold flecks intact. He smiled, and kissed me again.

He opened his plump lips to speak, but I put one finger on them, and said “Go. Do it.”
He rose, and pulled the gun from his pocket. He gave it a quick clean with his shirt. His finger was ready on the trigger. Rosen walked up to his father. Lucian grabbed Olivia out of the way.
Mitchel was staring right into my eyes. I rolled my eyes, and looked away, focusing on Rosen. He brought the gun to Mitchel’s head.
“I hope you know it’s your fault for driving Erin away, and her death. Olivia and I only found each other by chance. She’s been living rough for the last few years. And me, well I ran away from the army. For one final mission. To kill you.” Rosen said with almost no emotion.
“Look’s like you’re about to finish that mission.” Mitchel was still staring at me. Then I realised why. Some of his ropes were loose, some undone. He could escape, provided he had the strength. I was surprised Rosen hadn’t seen this.

Mitchel leapt up and punched his son in the face. Rosen dropped the gun. I screamed.