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Hmm, I can't believe this will be the final chapter to this epic drama. I am feeling really bad that I will be letting go of this story that has become a part of me. Welcome to the tenth chapter of this lovely series. I love you guys a lot and I thank you for your love and all your comments in the previous chapter. It shows that you guys really love this story a lot. I appreciate that.
I am truly sorry for this late reply. I had a problem with my PC so I couldn't write anything but now everything is alright. Get hooked with me on the grand finale. Don't forget to drop your comments and rate this chapter. I am definitely looking forward to your comments, whether negative or positive because they inspire me a lot. I love you once again.
Falling in love feels so good but it has its consequences. Will this be a tragic ending or it will be a new beginning for Travis? Find out as your favorite story continues.
Raging love, feel the passion...
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Travis came running in the abandoned building, breathing like he was in labor. He was really so tired, so scared and so helpless. He was a bit sweaty and his heart was racing miles away. He had his eyes scanning all around the building which had boxes and planks lying around. He had ran as fast as he could all the way to the tenth floor according to Bruce's instructions.
Travis' eyes widened and he gasped. "Sean, my baby."
"Daddy!" Sean cried at the top of his voice.
Travis started running to his son who was tied to a huge plank. He looked helpless... his eyes were red and his face was wet with tears. Travis couldn't understand how someone could be such a monster as to tie a little boy like Sean.
"Daddy!" Sean sobbed. "It hurts."
"I am coming, baby."
Travis continued running towards his son and he was almost reaching him when a gunshot was heard, stopping him in his tracks. He felt like someone had shot him. He quickly stopped and stood still, getting even more scared when his son's cries intensified.
"Wow! Finally!" Travis heard Bruce's voice from behind him. "I was starting to wonder what was keeping you."
Travis slowly turned and found Bruce with a really brilliant smile on his face, kissing on his pistol. He was wearing a black jumpsuit with sandals on his feet. His hair was cut really short and he looked very different. He had several stitches on his face and there were a lot of bruises too. He didn't look like the Bruce he had ever encountered before. He looked really dangerous.
"Bruce, please..."
"Move away from him!" Bruce gestured with his gun. And when Travis remained standing there, he screamed. "Fucking now!"
Travis raised his hands like he was surrendering and glanced at his crying son before he moved away from him. He didn't like seeing his son in that state. His poor little boy was in so much pain and it hurt him to see him like that.
"Bruce, I am begging you." Travis put his hands together. "Please, let my son go. He's just a little boy and..."
"Shut the fuck up!" Bruce yelled, breathing harshly. "Shut your trap before I do it for you." Then he laughed at the top of his voice acting like he'd won a lottery. He'd never felt as much pleasure as he did that time. "You must be wondering how I did it, aren't you. You thought you had gotten rid of me but you were dead wrong. Bruce is always a step ahead of everyone.
You might have placed me behind bars but you forgot that I was a very famous model with loyal fans, people that would do anything for me at the right price." He laughed. "Even in the police force, I had such people. So your mistake was to underestimate what I can do.
I had it perfectly planned. I vowed to use all my money if I had to and so I hired some powerful thugs." He opened his arms widely, chuckling. "And trust me, those idiots you call guards had no chance against them and not even your darling Santiago had expected it. I was a little disappointed when I didn't find you in the house but my plan still came into action because your life was there. He made my plan even better." He chuckled, getting closer. "And now here we are, a wonderful reunion."
Travis shook his head, a tear going down his cheek. "Bruce, I am begging you. Let my son go. I am here now. I didn't call the police and..."
"Oh, I know..." Bruce gave a teasing smile. "...had you done that, you'd have found your precious life in pieces. I have someone in the police giving me all the information so if you had made that mistake..." He chirped, shaking his head. "...that would have been the end."
"I did what you told me. Now let my son go."
"Why?" Bruce laughed manically. "And miss out on the fun? Not a chance."
"Please..." Travis put his hands together. "I am the one you want. I am here and I promise you that I won't go anywhere. You can do as you wish with me but please, let him go."
Bruce laughed when he saw the tears in Travis' eyes. He felt like he'd hit the jackpot. "Please?" He yelled. "Please! You're pleading with me after ruining my life? You took everything away from me. I had a perfect life... a more than perfect husband... a perfect family... a perfect career... a perfect home and you took all that away from me. My parents paid me a visit the other day and they disowned me! They disowned their own son!" He yelled, furiously rubbing his tears. "And you think your pleas are gonna fix everything? No! I will start by taking your happiness away."
With those words, Bruce furiously pointed his gun in Sean's direction, slowly touching on the trigger. When Travis saw that, he felt his heart miss a beat and an emotion so strong that it brought him to his very worst. He felt his strength leave him.
"I hope you've already said your goodbyes to your precious son."
With those words, he furiously pressed on the trigger.
"No!" Travis screamed right before he heard a loud gunshot.
Travis felt his heart go cold and a myriad of tears fell to his face. He started gasping, holding his chest while he slowly moved his head in the direction of his son. He knew it was all over. Shit! He had never felt such pain. His entire body shook in pain and fear.
And when he eventually landed his eyes on his son, he died. He really died when he looked into those beautiful teary eyes and... he couldn't believe what he saw. At first, he saw his son bleeding to death but then again, he was alright. His mind had played a terrible trick on him and it had left him so weak. Bruce hadn't even pulled the trigger.
"Hahaha..." Bruce laughed at the top of his voice. "...I haven't even pulled the trigger yet and you're looking like that? What about when I eventually do it?"
