SHE’S OURS!

"Always trying to be the hero, aren't you Benedict?" Domino declares, his voice drips with contempt as now holds Eva’s body light she’s not deadweight.

"Don't...fucking...touch her," I manage to growl, but it seems rather counterproductive when he already has her in his grasp. My body won't respond to my urge to get up and rip my Queen from his dirty clutches.

All I can do is watch as he pulls out another syringe.

"You should have stayed away from what's mine," Domino says tauntingly. “I claimed her first when you think about it. You fuckers don’t need to keep acting as if she’s your winning prize.”He presses the needle into Eva's neck, making her whimper in dismay. I know she can’t fight it, nor can she move any of her limbs. She just has to take every bit of injected liquid, until she’s completely slumped.

"Eva..." My vision is tunneling, darkness creeping in at the edges, but what makes my heart begin to hammer is to see what Domino pulls out from his pocket.

A gun…

He wouldn’t.

If my body had the ability to do so, I’d be completely rigid. Frozen in absolutely shock that it’s gotten to this point. The mere idea of him shooting her after all her fight makes me wish to trade places, but I can’t move.

I can barely breathe.

“Don’t,” I dare plead, even as the darkness is creeping into the corner of my eyesight. I suddenly realize that it’s raining, the droplets hitting against my burning flesh, making me realize how hot I am compared to the cold atmosphere around me.

“You actually fell for her…” he says as confirmation, while he looks at me with a pinch of pity. It’s as if he doesn’t know what move to make next. As though dares question his true motive as he slowly clicks the safety off. “None of you deserve her. She was always meant to be mine.”

None of this makes sense to me because, after all the shit that just happened, he still wants her.

As if she’s a toy that only he can enjoy.

No one else.

“D-Dom…” I choke out part of his name, only to be silenced by a gunshot, followed by another.

Confusion rushes through me because the gun isn’t aimed at my Sweet Dynamite.

It’s aimed at me…

Seconds pass as I try to acknowledge what just happened, but it’s not processing through my sluggish mind.

He shot me….

Domino Leighton…shot me?

I dare try to comprehend it all, remembering all the shit I did for him.

All the favors. All the financial aid I delivered because he was my brother…

And now look what that has led me down.

A road of no return, where I’ve been shot by someone who was once my fellow Ruthless King.

I realize then that maybe he never accepted me.

Never wished to acknowledge my insanity as an asset and my personality as something he could be proud of. He didn’t care about me in the slightest.

For Gemini has always been his end game.

All I was in his life was an asset to use and abuse when he needed to rise up.

Rise until the golden opportunity came when his Iva returned to his life.