Semua Bab Owned By My Best Friend's Father: Bab 251 - Bab 260

ELRIC’S POV “ELRIC!!!!!” someone screams my name. I spin around just as the cemetery explodes into chaos. People scatter in every direction, black suits and dresses blurring as they run for cover. A woman near the front of the crowd goes down hard, clutching her arm. Another man stumbles and falls behind a headstone. The priest drops his book and freezes, eyes wide. “Get down!” I shout, but my voice is lost under the next round of gunfire. Victor is already beside me, pulling his weapon from under his jacket. Damien is a few steps ahead, one arm wrapped around Leah’s waist, the other shoving Emily toward a black van. “Behind the van!” Damien yells. “Now!” He practically throws both women behind the vehicle as bullets chew into the dirt around their feet. Emily screams. Leah doesn’t make a sound but her face is white as she pulls Emily lower against the tire. Victor grabs my arm and drags me sideways. We dive behind a thick oak tree just as a burst of automatic fire rips thr

LEAH’S POV The rain kept falling like it was trying to erase everything that had just happened, but the blood on my hands and the stillness of my father’s body refused to disappear. I stayed on my knees in the mud, both palms pressed hard against his chest. His skin was still warm. That warmth felt like the only proof I had left that he hadn’t left me yet. The rain mixed with the blood, turning it thin and pink as it ran down my wrists and into the soaked fabric of my sleeves. “Get the car,” I said. My voice came out rough, almost unrecognizable. “We have to take him to the hospital. Right now.” No one moved. I lifted my head and looked at Damien, then at Elric. Both of them were staring down at my father with the kind of quiet that already felt like acceptance. I hated it. “Why are you just standing there?” I shouted, the words tearing out of me. “Get the fucking car! He’s still warm. They can help him. They *have* to help him.” Damien stepped closer, rain dripping from his ha

DAMIEN'S POVThe hospital waiting room is cold and bright and I sit in a hard plastic chair with my shoulder throbbing and my hands still stained with Victor's blood, watching Leah stare at the floor like she's trying to disappear into it.She hasn't moved since the doctor told her the news sits there with her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms wrapped around herself, her eyes red and swollen, fixed on nothing.I want to say something. I want to tell her it's going to be okay but I can't because it's not okay and it might never be okay again.I pull out my phone and dial Marcus. It rings three times before he picks up."Sir?""Marcus." My voice is flat and cold. "I need you to find Cassian for me. I don't care how you do it. I don't care what it costs. Just find him."A pause on the other end. "Sir, we've been trying—""I know you've been trying." I cut him off. "But I need you to try harder. I need you to find him within 48 hours.""48 hours, sir?""48 hours. That's all you ha

LEAH'S POVWe stayed there for a while watching the sunrise before turning and heading back home.The sky turned from pink to gold, and the waves kept rolling in as if nothing had changed, as if the world hadn't lost someone.Elric was nowhere to be seen after he left the hospital. He must be devastated. He couldn't even lay his dad to rest properly. No matter how much I hated Samson, he was still Elric's father and he must be in as much pain as I am.I picked up my phone and dialed his number, but he didn't answer. So I let him beFunny how family bonds work. No matter how disappointed you are in them, when something tragic happens you want them back. You want them to keep being a disappointment as long as they are fine.My relationship with Victor has. It has always been rocky but there was a time it used to be good. A normal daughter and father bond was the time when he used to drop me off at school and ask how my day was when he came to piçk me up and we'd go get ice cream.Ba

DAMIEN'S POV “Let's go” Leah calls out already by the door. It's been almost a week since she made that ridiculous request but I have no choice but to fulfill her wish. “Coming” I say, dragging my feet. I've been giving her excuses since then and I've run out of more to give so I have no choice.“You seem too excited for someone putting themselves in danger” She rolls her eyes. "I'm not excited. I just want to get this done. There's a difference." "Is there?" She grabs her jacket and pulls it on. "You've been stalling for a week, Damien. I've been patient. I've waited. Now I'm done waiting, are we going or should I figure it out myself?" I sigh and grab my keys. "Fine. Let's go." The drive to the gun shop is quiet. She stares out the window, her fingers tapping on her knee. I could feel how nervous she was. "You don't have to do this, you know," I say. "Yes, I do." "You could let me protect you." "And what if you're not there?" She turns to look at me. "What if something h