The Made Man’s Redemption

“I’ll be on offense if only my life is threatened, but now that both of our lives are in danger, I’ll be on defense. I won’t let anyone to hurt you again. I fear no one and never will. They want to whack me? There’s no fucking way! A bat and a knife won’t help them, so they will have to use gun against me, but it’s no use either.”

He smiled as if it would convince me to calm down. I couldn’t do anything, but to watch him on my arms in pain. His clothes were bloodied and torn. How could I even calm myself? The amount of blood he had been coughing up made me feel so worried.

“You bastard! You can’t die!” I cried so desperately.

“Don’t cry, little fire,” he mumbled, trying to take away my fear. Just as he gazed intently into my eyes, giving me a strong assurance, he added, “I might die, but I won’t die like this.”

At first, I thought someone would save me from pain and heartaches, and I thought someone would come to console my broken heart, but another pain came running towards me.

I couldn’t believe everything.

I was heartbroken, crying helplessly, and just walking down one cold rainy night after my boyfriend broke up with me, then I was kidnapped. It might be an old theme for a story, and as cliché as it was, I became one of the victims.

Could this be really happening?

But yes, he was already in front of me, the cold-hearted guy that looked too good to be evil, finally turning his back against the mob.

Then I remembered where were all these started. It was 14th day of October, year 2019.