Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

Chapter 77

Wyatt

"Set him up in the storage room." I tell the guys when we arrive back at the Motel

Emma stands to the side and watches the men drag Zane away. I "How do you want to handle this?" I ask, stepping up beside her

"Honestly, I don't know. My father hurt me because it made him feel better to have someone to hurt or blame, but this is different. I'm different." She says, her eyes locked on a point off in the distance

She's at a crossroads. One that everyone like us faces at some point. I know because I went through the same thing when I joined Zane's crew

"What if he wakes up and I can't do it?" She asks, turning to look at me

I don't answer her right away. Instead, our eyes lock and I reach out to brush a strand of hair from her face and tuck it softly behind her ear

"No one will think less of you if you can't. Thats why you have us, so you don't have to do anything if you don't want to." I say softly and her eyes drift shut and her shoulders drop a little, like my words have lifted a weight off her

I move to take my hand away, but she opens her eyes and looks up at

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me with unspoken words. She feels lost right now and is hoping I'll tell her what to do, but I can't

See, there is a point in the life of an abuse victim where you either fight to overcome what you endured and become a stronger and better person or you succumb to the darkness that grows inside you. Some turn that darkness into something ugly, like hurting and killing for no reason other than to feel something other than pain. Then there are those that use that darkness and harness it into a weapon. A lot of the guys here have taken theor screwed up lives and turned all that pent up anger and resentment and use it for one purpose, as a bullet. They focus it on each order their leader gives and enjoy every second

tell Emma a little more about where I came from, so I move my hand

rest a little while. The guys will get everything set up." I say,

I take a seat on one of the chairs at the table set up near the window. She lays down

saw those girls that would hang around Asher bullying you and they ripped your sweater. I saw the scars and bruises and I knew you were like me. It was the first time I had seen another person at school with injuries like mine. Unlike you, though, the

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me she was the monster of my nightmares. It's also made Zane's offer more

He handed me a gun and brought in one of his men. I was told to shoot the guy. I had no one and nowhere else to go, so I did it. When it

Instead, I see...understanding

to sit up. I can't help but shift nervously for a second, but then she's standing and

I can look up at her. She hesitates for just a second before

I am the one releasing a breath of relief. "I hate even more the things you went through

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away slightly to watch my reaction, but the moment only lasts a split second before my hand cups the back of her neck and I pull her to me again. This kiss differs

her before, it was because I was desperate and hadn't seen her in so long that I wasn't thinking straight. Now, she is the one kissing me and not because I want it, but because she wants

moment or because she feels she owes me, but it feels like a gift either way. I hope one day she will care about me for more than gratitude, but for now, it has to be enough. So when she slowly pulls away from me, I let her. I put more distance between us, so she knows I won't try anything

Emma

don't regret it or feel wrong for wanting to kiss him. It feels right. Any other girl might find Wyatt a bit too much after everything he's told me, but to me he reminds me that if

no

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that he is; I feel like he's already mine. He was my shadow,

those last words out loud

"Emma..." He starts to say, but

little greedy since I already