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(Ashlyn)
I will my hands not to shake as | hold the gun and my mind is clear.
This is the only way to end this once and for all. Winona stands there with Gordon Brown and Jayden, and all |
can think about is how she's ruined everything.
Jayden should be mine. He was always supposed to be mine. This is all her fault. Jayden should be here beside
me. Worried about me.
| take a deep breath, steadying myself. The gun feels good in my hand. | don't care what happens after this. If |
can't have Jayden, she won't have him either. She won't have anything but death. I'm done with the games, the
lies. This ends now.
Winona's eyes widen when she sees me. For a split second, our eyes lock, and | see her fear. Good. Shet should
be afraid. She's taken everything from me. | hate her.
Without another thought, I pull the trigger.
The gunshot cracks through the air, making my ears ring, and everything happens in slow motion yet it's micro-
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtseconds. | see Jayden move, throwing himself in front of Winona.
The bullet hits him square in the chest, and he falls to the ground, | see blood on his shirt.
"No!" | scream, the reality of what just happened hittinglike a freight train. "No, no, no! Jayden!" | take aim
at Winona again because she has to die.
"I hate you, Winona! He's mine. Why couldn't you just lethave him?" | scream out.
Winona looks atbriefly and | see pure hate. She's almost daringto pull the trigger again. | will but as |
squeeze and the gun goes off, I'm smashed to the ground by police officers, and the gun is out of my hands now.
I look up.
Winona is on the ground, cradling Jayden in her arms. Still alive. | missed. | fucking missed her. I've failed.
Her cries are piercing. "Jayden! No, please don't leave me. | love you. | need you!"
My heart races, my mind spinning. This isn't how it was supposed to go. Jayden wasn't supposed to get hurt. He
was supposed to see that she's the problem, not me.
| wanted us to be together, but if he didn't wanthe wasn't getting her either.
| feel the tears streaming down my face, my whole body trembles. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Jayden! This is all her
fault. She madedo this!"
The police dragup from the ground, my hands cuffed behind my back. | don't fight them. What's the point?
I've already destroyed everything.
| can't tear my eyes away from Jayden, lying there, unconscious, with Winona sobbing over him.
"Call 911!" someone shouts, and the flurry of activity aroundbecomes a blur. Officers are shouting.
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running, their movements chaotic and desperate.
"Get her out of here!" Gordon Brown barks, his voice penetrating the fog in my mind. "Secure the area, now!"
As they dragaway, my eyes stay locked on Jayden. The love of my life, the man I've ruined everything for.
My heart breaks, the weight of what | might have done crashing down on me. "Jayden, I'm sorry! | didn't mean to
hurt you... We were meant to be together. | was always meant to be with you." The officers forceinto the
back of a police car. The door slams shut, the sound final and condemning.
From the window, | can still see the chaos. Winona is hunched over Jayden, her hands stained with his blood.
Her sobs still tearing through the air. "Stay with me, Jayden! Please, you can't leave me!"
| hear the ambulance sirens blaring.
| can barely breathe. The reality of possibly killing Jayden is suffocating. My mind races with thoughts of regret,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmanger, and despair. | never wanted this. | never wanted Jayden to get hurt. One of the officers looks back at me,
his expression hard. "You're going away for a long tfor this. Do you understand that?"
I nod, tears blurring my vision. "I didn't mean to hurt him. I just wanted her to go away. She ruined everything."
His face hardens further. "Well, now you've ruined your own life."
"Jayden was my life. Ever since | can remember, | was told I'd marry him one day. Till she cand stole him
from me."
The officer just stares atand shakes his head then he starts the car,
| think back on being a little kid. Dressing up in wedding dresses and fancy gowns. Imagining Jayden proposing.
Smiling when my mother cin saying 'Good evening, Mrs. Brennan." How | laughed and danced around
Imagining Jayden dancing withon our wedding night.
But the longer twent and that didn't happen, all | got from my mother was that | wasn't trying hard enough.
That | wasn't beautiful enough. Father grumped and blamedfor not being with Jayden.
Our family was losing money fast and my marriage would solve all of that. But | failed. Father took his own life,
debts were massive, and mother married sold rich guy who | hate.
Then she lefthere all alone. | wanted to show her | could make her proud. | could be the person she always
expectedto be. Mrs. Brennan. Now, I've lost everything.
The car starts moving | slump back in the seat, the weight of my actions pressing down on me. The only thing |
ever really wanted, gone. And it's all my fault
| may as well be dead too.
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