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With his gun in hand, Iran steps pass the threshold of the building Rose was being kept captive. Iran's chest held a raging heart, he was terrified and angry, all for Rose. He knew she didn't deserve this, and hated that he was the cause.

Pushing his thoughts a side, he nods at Brian, telling him to proceed. They cut through the kitchen, then the bathroom where they came up to a large brown door.

" This is hers?" Iran touches the cold wood, it reminding him of his heart before he'd met Rose. How much he hated Brian at the moment and wanted to hurt him, just as he'd hurt Rose. Iran looks at Brian, who nodded, staring at the ground. " I swear to god if she even has a scratch on her!" He warns as Brian lays a shaking hand on the metal knob. The squeal of the opening door rose the tension, making the scene weary, dream like.

If only this was a dream, Iran thought.

They enter and Iran stops dead in his tracks. It wasn't just one scratch, it was multiple, all covering Rose's pale skin. He runs towards her grabbing her head and laying it on his beating heart. He brings his head up to see Caleb standing by the wall, " go!"

Caleb rushed out the room, leaving Iran, Brian and Rose.

" F-"

" Don't!" Iran spits, standing up to his full length. " Untie her! Now!"

Brian rushes to the bed and unties a sleeping Rose.

Behind, Iran pulls out his gun and cocks it. Tilting it up, he aims it at Brian's head. He didn't know what he was doing, but it felt right, it felt like something he should of done, a long time ago. It felt overdue. But now, he was going to do it.

" You know, brother, I never like you!" Iran begins. His voice held burning venom.

Brian spins around to see Iran pointing the gun, directly at him.

" Bro- brother?" Brian whispers shaking.

" It was always you!" Iran steps closer to Brian, " always."

Iran, about to push down on the trigger stops as he hears a small moan from a waking Rose. He switches his attention to her, a look of sympathy clouding his vision. He lets out a small breath, just the sight of Rose's pained figure fueled his anger.

" Iran, Please! What are you doing? Stop it!"

Rose's scared eyes bore into Iran's determined one's, " it's okay Rose." He says, trying to calm her, but Rose looked hesitantly at the pointed gun and a traumatized Brian.

" No it's not! Please don't!"

Iran looks at the gun, " too late!"

He presses hard on the trigger, causing a loud sound to erupt from the gun.

Rose yelps, mustering all the might she had. She raises her tired arms and push Brian out the way, replacing the target of the gun with her body.

" Ufh!"

" Rose!"

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