Warning graphic violence!!!

(Noah's POV)

Pushing myself out of our large doors, I stand still for a moment. Allowing the rain to hit my body and the smell of the rain and asphalt to fill my nose. I need to find Amara but I don't even know where to look.

"Noah!" A woman's voice echos behind me.

Raising my gun, I spin around and aim towards her face.

"I just want to help you." She holds her hands in the air while walking closer to me. "I know where Amara Peeters is, if we don't get to her soon they will kill her." The brunette from the meetings pulls out a tracking device.

Handing it to me, she gives me a sympathetic look. "They kill my wife too, I won't let them do that to your girlfriend."

I quickly wrap my arms around her and embrace her in a tight hug. "Please take me to her."

I feel weak and depressed because I can't stop thinking about how she could die, I can't let Amara die.

"Then we need to hurry up." She smiles and hurries to her car.

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(Amara's POV)

"If you don't let me go, I'll kick your ass." I yell at Erick, who's dragging me outside by my hair.

"I'm going to need back up at the old warehouse on South Street." He speaks into the walkie talkie strapped to his shoulder.

"What are you going to do?" My eyes go wide as I see number three waiting outside for us.

"I'm so sorry." He whispers as we go past him.

This is it isn't it? This is where I die...

"Don't even try to fucking move." Erick snaps as he throws my body under a street light.

Looking up, rain drops hit my face and suddenly a feeling comes over me. He's not going to make it, Noah isn't going to be able to help me.

"Where's the other girl?" Erick ask as a group of men appear from the alley.

"Right here." One of the snaps, tossing a brunette next to me.

Oh my God, she looks just like me. Almost identical. What are they going to with her? What's her purpose for being here?

"Meet your doppelganger." Erick flashes his white teeth.

"What are you doing with her? Why is she here?"

Kneeling down to be face to face with the girl and I. Erick reaches out and grabs my face.

"One of you are going to die, the choice is up to your 'boyfriend." He sneers as he stands, kicking me in the face.

The girl next to me gasps as I fall from the ground with blood spilling from my now broken nose.

"Are you okay?" She whispers as she helps me up. "I'm a doctor, let me look at it." She gives me a sympathetic look.

"Put the tape over their mouths and bags over their heads."

Before they can, I take a better look at my unrelated twin. They put her in the same exact outfit I'm wearing.

"We're going to be okay." I whisper to her while they put the bag over our heads.

"Look who decided to show up." Erick laughs.

"What the hell is this?" I hear Noah's voice in the distance.

"Well my friend, this here is a little game we're going to play."

I hear the cock of a gun and instant panic washes over me. A few seconds later the barrel of the gun is pressed to my temple.

"You have to guess which one is your sweet girlfriend, if you get it right she lives. If you get it wrong, well... She dies." I can hear my ex chackle his nasty laugh.

(Noah's POV)

The urge to ran over and rip his head off with bare hands makes it hard to stay put. I know if I move, they'll kill both of the girls anyway.

They even put them in matching outfits. Who plays a sick game like this? Who makes someone else do this?

"Erick you don't have to do this." I speak slowly. "I know you love her too."

"Yeah I did." He shrugs, pressing the gun against their heads. "And the little bitch chose a liar and a murderer over me. I'm just becoming her type is all, she likes em dangerous." He squats down so his head is between theirs. "She likes dangerous temptations."

I watch closely as the girl on the right shifts with anger the more he talks. I narrow my eyes as I watch his hands land on both their thighs, although the he's rubbing both of theirs, he's alot rougher to the girl on the right. That one is Amara. I could be wrong though.

Releasing the girl on the right, he reaches under the bag to grab her face. Glaring at me, he whispers something in her ear. Standing to his feet, he pulls out his gold gun.

Nodding his head, I feel something hit me in the back, forcing me to my knees. Cranning my head up, I look across the pavement the best I can. The rain is picking up making it harder to see. I watch as a sliver of gold rises and falls in the air.

Looking behind me, I watch the brunette girl approach with a few more men.

What the fuck? Is everyone a traitor?

"Tell them to put that guns away." I yell at her.

Giving me a sick smile, she kneels down. An umbrella in one hand and my face in her other one. "Oh Noah, you broke so many rules. Don't you understand that? Punishment's are the outcome of your crimes."

All three men with her, aim their guns at my head.

"Tell him to put the gun away." I growl.

"Kill them both." She nods to Erick.

"Don't you fucking dare." I yell. I watch as the a sliver of golf shines from under the street light. That's about all I can see, the rain is getting to heavy to see clearly. "Don't you fucking do it, put it away." I yell louder.

"I told you, Noah. It ends with me." Erick's sadistic laugh is muffled by the sound of the gun going off.

Taking a second to understand what just happened, I allow the anger to take control. Quickly standing to my feet, I reach out and grab the woman by her shoulder, forcing her back against my chest as a human shield.

"Give me a gun." I demand.

The three men eye me carefully, fully aware of what I can do.

"Give me a fucking gun." I yell, wrapping my hand around the girl's throat. "Or I swear I will crush her neck with my bare hands."

Stupidly, one of the guys passes me his gun. "Now, just han-."

Lodging a bullet in his head, I stop him from continuing. Quickly, I shoot down the other two.

"Who the fuck even are you?" I hiss as I throw the woman down. "Who do you think you are?" Twisting her hair around my hand, I drag her to Amara's corpse, maybe this one isn't Amara. "Punishments are the outcome of your crimes." I speak slowly as I peel the bloody bag off, hopefully not Amara's head.

"I think I'm the new boss. So you better let me go." She yells as I throw the nasty sack over her head.

I can't even get a good look at the girl's face to tell if she's Amara, there's not much left.

Wait a minute, where's the other one? If Erick took off with one of them, then the one that dead isn't Amara.

"No can do." I sigh while lifting the gun in the air.

"Drop it." Erick's voice booms from behind me. "Or the girl gets it."

I spin around to find Erick holding Amara hostage, with a gun lodged in her face.

"You want her, give us the flashdrive."

"You want it?" I growl digging in my pockets for the pendent. "You can have it, just give me the girl."

My eyes meet Amara's and only for a second did I see fear, she quickly replaced it with anger.

As we reach out to exchange, I quickly pull out my gun and press it against his forehead.

"I remember you saying, it end with you." I speak calmly.

Erick's eyes go wide as I cock the gun.

"Not this time." I smirk. "This time it ends with me." Without any hesitation, I pull the trigger and spin around. Shooting the brunette with the bag over her head.

Looking back at Amara, I watch as she spins around. Her eyes never leaving the multiple corpses on the ground.

"Alright, we need to go." I grab her hand gently.

"Where are we going?" She looks up at with a smile.

"Anywhere you want."

THE END.