Haunted by my Past Mistake….
“James” Abigail gasped, totally amazed.
“What is James doing with a gun?” she rhetorically asked. The shock on her face soon melted into a smile of appreciation. James had finally come! He was to save her. She was relieved and felt happiness. She never did stop hoping he’d come for her.
“This is the James?” Jerry taunted with disgust on his face.
“Shut up!” James yelled, pointing a gun at him.
“One more word and you’d be in hell.” He was trying to be calm. To keep his cool. Seeing Abigail brought this feeling of joy, contentment in his heart. The feeling of emptiness and being incomplete withered away. A warm feeling took root in his heart.
Pure hatred, disgust and anger were the feelings James had for whosoever had taken his princess away from him.
“Are you alright?” he asked Abigail.
“I’m…. I’m……okay. Um, I’m not hurt,” she replied, stuttering. Getting out of Jerry’s arms and being with James was all she could think of.
“Release her at once!” James demanded.
“What are you gonna do?” Jerry retorted.
“Shoot.” James answered sincerely. In reality, he didn’t know how to use a gun. He’d never held one his entire life till Detective Joshua handed him one that afternoon. It was his and Abigail’s protection. He figured out he had to keep his finger on the trigger, and that he did.
Jerry was never gonna find out he was naive when it comes to guns. Practicing on him wasn’t a bad idea. The desire to kill him increased as each seconds rolled to minutes.
“Please, don’t shoot,” Abigail whimpered. Honestly, she was scared. She had no idea what James was going to do.
Jerry tightened his hold on Abigail. “You can’t do that. You’re not a killer.”
“I could become one.”
“Please,” Abigail begged.
“Shut the hell up!” Jerry screamed at her.
“Don’t you talk to her that way!” James shot at him. Livid with anger, James thought he was gonna murder him. Put a bullet into his head, sending him where he belonged.
Jerry was unarmed. He had no weapon to fight back with. Regardless of that, he was confident nothing was gonna happen to him. He was still going to achieve his aim – revenge.
“My boys will soon send you to the grave. They should be here any moment.”
James chuckled. “I don’t see any of them. And I’m afraid they won’t be coming. Cyanide. You’re not as smart as they say.”
A look of shock and horror replaced the smiling face of Jerry at that instant, he regretted not having any weapon.
“If I were you, I’d respect myself and let her go,” James exhorted. “You’ve lost this battle. You can never have her. She belongs to me.”
“Never!” Jerry bellowed. Furious, his hands found way on Abigail’s neck. He was going to strangle her. No one was going to have her. She’d better die being a virgin.
Abigail coughed and put her hands on Jerry’s. She was running out of air, gasping for breath. Water ran out of her eyes. Fear consumed her. Was she gonna die before James? She tried to speak, it was impossible.
James lost control of himself. Aggressively, he cocked the gun and pulled the trigger.
“My love,” James called out, worried.
“My darling, are you alright?” James brushed her hair affectionately.
Abigail clung on to James. Gripping him tightly. Letting go wasn’t an option. She was right where she belonged – in his arms.
“I’m fine. I missed you. Missed you so much!”
“Missed you too. More than you could ever imagine.”
Abigail smiled gleefully. “You’re my hero, James. You saved me. I’m never letting you go.”
James laughed as he listened to her remarks.
“You are my sweetheart. I’m not letting go either.” He fastened his hold on her.
“Ahem,” Detective Joshua cleared his throat.
Abigail and James freed themselves. They turned to him.
“Just want you all to know that everything’s cool. Jerry’s in the vehicle, David would soon follow. His men too are arrested. You’re not in any danger. Feel free to go home and celebrate.”
He grinned. He had just accomplished a mission. It was a great job.´
Abigail threw herself into Detective Joshua’s arms, “Thank you, for all you’ve done.”
“You’re welcome.” He let her go.
“And James, that was a nice shot.” He patted him on the shoulder, “See you at home.”
“Thank you, Dr. Caleb,” Abigail said with gratitude. James would never have rescued her without any of their help,
“Sure. Anything for you,” he winked at James,
“And him. I think I’m gonna be a detective and not a doctor anymore.”
They all laughed at Dr Caleb’s joke.
>>To Be Continued still<<<