Love Me Tender, chapter 10
Master.
Oh shit.
This is not good.
Master pushed Brendon aside sharply. Brendon fell against the wall, his eyes closed. Nikki screamed and ran to him. She fell to his side, holding his head in her hands. A tear fell down her cheek. The tear dripped down her chin, and landed on his cheek.
It looked like Brendon was crying.
Nikki wiped the tear away and whispered into his ear. I couldn't hear what she saying, but I knew it was words of love. I pulled away from Ryan, stood up, and assumed a fighting stance. Master had ruined my first kiss, and I wasn't going to let him get away with it.
"You whore! You slut! Last night we had a full house, and everyone was waiting for you! I had even found a trick for you! You would have made me $5, 000! But I guess you won't sell now, seeing as how you've probably lost it to this bastard!"
"He's NOT A BASTARD!" I screamed at Master. My eyes closed and I screamed it. I wanted everyone to know. But most of all, I felt that the louder I screamed, the sooner Master would leave me.
"I'm your Master! Now you're coming with me! YOU'RE COMING WITH ME!" Master screamed and lunged at me. I jumped onto the bed and backed away until I felt my back hit the wall.
Shit.
I jumped and kicked. I was trying to kick Master in the face, but he grabbed my leg, so I came crashing down. My leg hit the night stand, and the sharp corner cut my leg. I felt it bleed beneath my jeans. My head hit the wall, and all went black.
"Ashley!" I heard Ryan scream, and I opened my eyes. Master was holding two guns. One was pointed at me, and one was pointed at Ryan. My breath caught in my throat.
"Master, please. Please, just leave him alone. Don't... Don't hurt him. Please Master. Don't hurt him. Master. I'll come back with you. Just leave everyone else."
I looked down at my friends. I looked at Ryan. His eyes were full of hurt. When he saw me looking at him, his lips slowly formed the words "I love you." I looked away. His pain was contagious. I looked to the wall.
What the hell?
Nikki and Brendon were gone. They weren't in the room. The door to the room was slightly open, but because Master was facing the wall, he couldn't see the door. I struggled to make my face pleading. The more pathetic I looked, the better chance that Ryan would survive.
"Stop! Put down the gun right now!" I turned, startled. I didn't know that voice.
Oh my god.
It's Jon.
And Brendon.
And Nikki.
Suddenly Master turned and dropped the guns. He put his hands in the air. Jon walked forward, a pistol in his hand. His face was angry, menacing. Master stood quietly until Jon was only a few feet away. Then he reached into his pocket with lightning speed, and fired. Master had been hiding a pistol in his pocket, and fired it at point blank range.
I saw him fall in slow motion.
Jon's mouth opened, and his eyes opened even wider. His arms lifted lightly as he fell. Jon hit the ground, and the impact made him flinch a little. He coughed, and blood dripped onto the carpet. Master jumped over him and ran out of the room. I fell onto the bed, and crawled down to the ground. I laid down on my side with Jon. I grabbed his hands.
I pulled my forehead to his and I whispered to him.
"I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry."
Oh shit.
This is not good.
Master pushed Brendon aside sharply. Brendon fell against the wall, his eyes closed. Nikki screamed and ran to him. She fell to his side, holding his head in her hands. A tear fell down her cheek. The tear dripped down her chin, and landed on his cheek.
It looked like Brendon was crying.
Nikki wiped the tear away and whispered into his ear. I couldn't hear what she saying, but I knew it was words of love. I pulled away from Ryan, stood up, and assumed a fighting stance. Master had ruined my first kiss, and I wasn't going to let him get away with it.
"You whore! You slut! Last night we had a full house, and everyone was waiting for you! I had even found a trick for you! You would have made me $5, 000! But I guess you won't sell now, seeing as how you've probably lost it to this bastard!"
"He's NOT A BASTARD!" I screamed at Master. My eyes closed and I screamed it. I wanted everyone to know. But most of all, I felt that the louder I screamed, the sooner Master would leave me.
"I'm your Master! Now you're coming with me! YOU'RE COMING WITH ME!" Master screamed and lunged at me. I jumped onto the bed and backed away until I felt my back hit the wall.
Shit.
I jumped and kicked. I was trying to kick Master in the face, but he grabbed my leg, so I came crashing down. My leg hit the night stand, and the sharp corner cut my leg. I felt it bleed beneath my jeans. My head hit the wall, and all went black.
"Ashley!" I heard Ryan scream, and I opened my eyes. Master was holding two guns. One was pointed at me, and one was pointed at Ryan. My breath caught in my throat.
"Master, please. Please, just leave him alone. Don't... Don't hurt him. Please Master. Don't hurt him. Master. I'll come back with you. Just leave everyone else."
I looked down at my friends. I looked at Ryan. His eyes were full of hurt. When he saw me looking at him, his lips slowly formed the words "I love you." I looked away. His pain was contagious. I looked to the wall.
What the hell?
Nikki and Brendon were gone. They weren't in the room. The door to the room was slightly open, but because Master was facing the wall, he couldn't see the door. I struggled to make my face pleading. The more pathetic I looked, the better chance that Ryan would survive.
"Stop! Put down the gun right now!" I turned, startled. I didn't know that voice.
Oh my god.
It's Jon.
And Brendon.
And Nikki.
Suddenly Master turned and dropped the guns. He put his hands in the air. Jon walked forward, a pistol in his hand. His face was angry, menacing. Master stood quietly until Jon was only a few feet away. Then he reached into his pocket with lightning speed, and fired. Master had been hiding a pistol in his pocket, and fired it at point blank range.
I saw him fall in slow motion.
Jon's mouth opened, and his eyes opened even wider. His arms lifted lightly as he fell. Jon hit the ground, and the impact made him flinch a little. He coughed, and blood dripped onto the carpet. Master jumped over him and ran out of the room. I fell onto the bed, and crawled down to the ground. I laid down on my side with Jon. I grabbed his hands.
I pulled my forehead to his and I whispered to him.
"I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry."
