Elena Johnson's POV

I just got off the phone with Kelvin, even if he told me my son was safe I still felt weary for my son.

He's the pillar of our home and he's the reason I stopped myself from taking my life after my husband's death.

He picked up the pieces of his life and took charge over of his life so I thought if he could do it I can do it too.

I rested myself on the sofa as the thoughts of that night filled my mind, the police sirens, the ambulance and when the doctor broke the news to us.

I let out a sigh as I shook away the dreadful memories from my head.

"Mom." I could hear my son, Khalil call me as he came out from the kitchen.

"Here's some tea." He handed me a tea cup in a saucer before taking his seat beside me.

"Thanks son." I thanked him as I flashed him a brief smile.

"Mom, he gon' be fine." He assured me as he put his arm over my shoulder.

"I hope so." I said before taking a sip from the tea cup.

"You need to sleep mom, you hardly slept last night."

"I'm fine."

"No mom, you need to go shower and sleep." He pestered as he took his hands off me.

I dropped the tea on the table and shifted in my seat before turning in where I sat to look at him.

"Baby, I love you so much." I shook my head slightly as I cupped his face in my fragile hands.

"I know Mom." He put his hands on my hands as they rested on his cheeks.

"I'm sorry Khalil." I looked at his eyes as they peered into mine.

"For what momma ?" He looked confused as he drew his head backwards.

"Those years I neglected you and focused more on the twins, Drake and Josh. I was so fixed on caring for them that I didn't pay attention to what a gem you are. "

"Mom, it's okay. You were..."

"No let me finish son. I promise you I'd make up for old times and show you more of my love, you're so precious,kind and loving." I smiled at him as a tear drop trailed down my left cheek.

"You're the kind of son a mother would yearn for and I'm so proud to have you here." He smiled softly as he took hold of my hands and withdrew it from his face.

"I love you too mom." He drew me in a hug and I wrapped my hands around him.

Our Mother-Son moment was interrupted by James who rushed in with an couple that were probably my age.

Immediately I set my eyes on the elderly man, I knew he was related to Skai.

"We just heard!" The lady cried loudly as she balled her eyes out.

At once I stood up and grabbed her in an embrace. "I'm sorry for how you're feeling."

"My daughter and my son." She shook her head as she released flood of tears from her eyes.

"Darling come here." The man I supposed was her husband took her away from me and pacified her.

He looked distraught but he tried so much to keep his composure as he clenched his teeth.

"That fool is gonna pay for all this."He muttered to his wife as he stroke her hair.

"Please come in." I ushered them to the sofa I was seated on.

They both sat down with their bodies interlocked. I sat opposite them with Khalil as we watched him calm her down.

After a while of constant sobbing she finally relaxed her nerves and I handed a tissue box from the coffee table.

"How you holding up ?" She asked me as she took the tissue box from my hands.

"I'm trying my best, I know God won't let them die a useless death." I shook my head slightly as I closed my eyes for a brief moment.

"I believe so too." Her husband said as he shifted forward in his seat.

"We all need to be strong for each other." I got up from my seat and knelt in front of them.

Taking her hands in mine I looked up at her saggy face. "Skai's a great girl, you two did a really good job."

"And Sekani too, he's one of the kind hearted person I've met." Khalil said as he walked towards us.

They both had their lips curled in a warm smile as they looked up at Khalil.

"I was really scared, I thought Sekani had died. I couldn't control myself." Skai's mom dabbed her nostrils with a piece of tissue as she spoke.

"He's a strong kid." I told her as I rubbed her thighs.

"And so is your son." Skai's father pat the back of my hand that were on his wife's knee.

"He really loves her, no matter now much we tried to stop him from leaving he went anyway." I chuckled to myself as I looked down at my shoes.

"If our kids come out of this trauma, I'm going to support their relationship big time." She held my shoulders as she spoke those words.

"Me too." Her husband said as she flashed us a grin.

"Can we see Sekani ?" He asked me as he put his hands around Skai's mom.

"Of course !" I said as I got up from where I had been squatting.

"James please take us to the hospital. " I asked James as I straightened the creases on my pants.

"Sure." He nodded before he walked out of the living room.

"We can go now." At once they got up from their seats while I reached for my purse that had been on the same spot for two days now.

"Mom, won't you freshen up ?" Khalil asked as he walked behind me.

"No I'm good." I was about joining Skai's parents on the way out of the house when I felt a sharp pain in my gut.

Shouting loudly I gripped my lower abdomen as I whined in pain. "Mom!" Khalil shouted as he rushed to me.

"Mrs Johnson ?!" Skai's parents also rushed towards me as I settled down in one of the sofa.

"I just felt a sharp pain." I explained as I felt relieved in my guts.

"I should get you water." Khalil was about to walk into the kitchen.

"No it's fine, I'm okay. It was just a minor issue." I called him back as I waved off their concern.

"Are you sure ?" Skai's father asked me as he had a deeply concerned look on his face.

"Yes I am. No need to worry I feel better." I said as I got up from the sofa with ease.

They had doubt written on their faces as they watched me stand up. "No need to worry, I'm fine." I said as I grabbed my purse and made my way to the door.

I lied. Deep down I wasn't fine because this was the same sharp pain I felt when my husband died. A hot tear dropped from my eyes as I feared for the death of my son's life.

Skai Hart's POV

I had my head bobbed down facing the hard cold floor. I was exhausted and frustrated in this uncomfortable position.

I could feel my neck constricting as it was trapped tightly between two hard pieces of wood.

After a while of whining in pain, the door to the room where I was held was thrown open.

I couldn't see who came in but I knew it was Becky because of the familiar way she giggled as she walked in.

"What a lovely day !" She said with so much excitement as she walked towards where I laid.

"Please, Becky don't kill me." I pleaded as I tried to look up at her.

"Awww, oh honey. You really want to live uhn ?" She knelt close to my head and I could smell the nice perfume she had on.

"But there's nothing to live for anymore." Her soft chuckle evolved into an uncontrollable laughter.

"I have my family and Drake." I said as I tried to look at her but I couldn't.

She grabbed hold of my hair and raised my head up. I shouted in pain as I felt my neck cracking up to the indifferent position it was put in.

"But Drake's here." Even if I was severe pain, I turned my head swiftly to look at her.

"You liar !" I yelled at her as I scoffed in pain.

"Okay let's see." She shouted a Spanish name and four men brought in a familiar man with the same stature as Drake and two other men brought in Andre.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I watched the men kneel Drake in front of me. He was badly beaten, he had his white hood soaked in blood and most of it came from his abdomen.

"Drake !" I shouted as I tried wriggled myself from Becky's grip.

He looked up at me with difficulty and my eyes teared up more when I saw the cuts on his face.

It looked swollen and he had a black eye, never have I seen someone in such state.

"Becky why ?! What did he do to you ?!" I snarled at her but as usual she hit my face with the back of her hands.

"Don't hit her." Drake said amidst harsh breath as he struggled to speak.

"Shut up dead man." She walked away from me and headed towards Drake. "You think you could swoon in here and act like a hero, well sorry pretty boy that ain't happening." She kicked him in his guts before walking away from him.

"How wicked could you be?! He's badly hurt yet you're still hitting him!" I shouted at her from where I was laying in excruciating pain.

"I might just kill you before the appointed time." She pointed at me with anger.

"Señorita !" Morales melodiously sang as he walked casually into the room.

"Darling, today's gonna be the best day ever." She squealed as she walked towards him.

"Babe,we have to get this over with." Morales told her as they walked towards me.

"But you promised me that I'd have to take my time." She complained.

While they were having their chats I tried to push myself towards Drake but it seemed impossible as I carried the weight of the guillotine but I still tried anyway.

"Mi amor,I think the cops would figure this place soon because Drake came here." I was surprised by his statement as I realized Drake found me here.

"The fool refused to tell us how he found us despite the torture." He cursed Drake as he spat at him.

"We have to kill them here and run away so we could get married in peace." He walked closer to me and went to the side of the guillotine.

"Are you ready ?" He asked Becky who began giggling like a psychopath.

"Please kill me instead." Drake pleaded as he forced himself to speak.

"Oh we'd get to your turn." Morales told him as he removed the wood over my neck.

I felt so relived and free as the wood stopped pressing over my neck. When I felt the wood completely over my body, I quickly crawled to where Drake was kneeling and knelt in front of him as he threw his hands around me.

"Let them be, let them have their farewells." Becky stopped the men who were trying to seperate us but they still pointed their huge guns at us.

"Drake..." I trailed off as I couldn't make any word because tears flushed down my eyes as I rested my head over his shoulder.

He pulled me slightly away from him and implanted a kiss on my lips, I shut my eyes tightly as tears came down my eyes.

"I'm so sorry Drake, I should have loved you more. I shouldn't have been so strong headed." I pleaded immediately he broke the kiss.

"Skai, you're about to die and you're still a talkative." We both chuckled sadly as tears left our eyes.

I've seen Drake cry before but this time felt like it was my first as I watched his tears run over the dried blood on his swollen face.

"I love you so much." I shook my head slightly as he used his hands to cup my face.

"Okay that's enough! You're making me sick." Becky groaned as she drew me away from Drake and put me against the wall.

She walked over to where Andre was laid and he looked like he was dead already but I could see he was still breathing.

Becky brought him to the centre of the room and looked up at Morales.

"This is your fight, you want to do the honours ?" Morales smiled widely as he tucked his hands in his red leather jacket.

He brought out a silver shiny pistol and pointed it at Andre's head. Even if he was the person I hated the most I felt bad the he was going to die.

"Bye bye Andre." Becky waved her hands stylishly at him.

"I told you I would win." Morales spat at him as he pressed his foot on his head.

"Any last words ?" He asked him as he removed his leg from his head.

He nodded slowly and Morales gripped him by the head and made him look up at us.

He looked at my direction and his gaze fell upon me. He smiled at me and his smile revealed his teeth covered in blood.

"Skai, I'd always love you and I don't regret anything I did for you." I gritted my teeth at him as I watched Morales pin his head down.

Within a second, the loud sound of a gun shot was echoed in the room which made me flinch in where I was.

He repeatedly fired more shots into his head and I closed my eyes as he shot him.

I quivered in fear as I folded my legs close to me, never have I seen any one kill in such a brutal way.

"Adios." Morales laughed victoriously over Andre's dead body where a large pool of blood oozed out of his body.

"Next !" Becky said in a high melodious tone as she walked towards Drake.

"Kill me first !"

"Please kill me first, I can't stand it." I pleaded as I crawled towards her but one of the men pulled me back.

"No Skai." Drake refused as he shook his head at me.

"I'm not interested in all of this love crap just kill him already." Morales shouted at Becky who held out a gun to Drake's head.

"Please please don't ! Becky please !" I begged her as I watched her applies force on the trigger.

Realizing she was applying more force to it, I closed my eyes to save myself from the horror of watching my loved one die.

I would never forget the sound of the gun shot that passed through my ears as I shut my eyes.

"No !" I screamed with my eyes shut because I couldn't bear to see Drake drop dead.

There was total silence in the room and I slowly opened my eyes to see the outcome.

That was when I saw Morales dropped dead on the floor.

"Who shot him !" Becky shouted a she scampered through the room.

One of the men went towards the window and looked outside, to our surprise he dropped dead on the floor as soon as we heard another gun shot.

"Becky Jones we advise you let your captives go and step out of the building." We all heard a voice through a megaphone, then I knew it was the cops.

Looking over at Drake, I was relieved to see him alive and I could feel ourselves leaving this place in each other's arms.

Becky growled as she violently itched her head. She told the men to take hold of Drake while she grabbed me by my arms.

We were all bending low as we crawled out of the room. "It's too late for you." I told her as she dragged me beside her.

She didn't make a response as she dragged me in a opposite direction."Boss, where are you going ?" One of the men who took hold of Drake asked her.

"Roof."

"What about us ?!"

"You could die for all I care." She hissed as she put down a ladder that led to the roof.

They revolted and when one of the men was about to shoot her , she shot him twice at the chest and then fired shots at the others.

She aimed her gun towards Drake, she was about to pull the trigger when I pushed my body on her making us collide into the ladder.

"You fool !" She cursed as she turned around to face me but when we heard foot steps of the cops coming up, she took hold of my chains and pushed me up the ladder.

My head repeatedly hit the iron bars as he dragged me across the ladder as she climbed it.

Immediately we got to the roof she pushed the small roof door tightly as she had me in her grasp.

She threw me on the floor,with much difficulty she pushed a huge metallic box over the door.

"Becky Jones, this is going to be a bad idea. You have two options, give up now and stay alive or get killed like your fellow men." The same cop who spoke through the megaphone spoke once more to Becky.

"Go shoot yourself !" She shouted back at him as she walked towards and grabbed me

We both walked to the edge of the rooftop with me in her grip.

She pushed me forward making me almost tumble over the parapet bit thankfully I regained my balance.

From there I could hear police banging the door ferociously.

"Here's my deal ! You watch her brains burst open when she hits the ground!" She shouted from the roof top as she pointed the gun behind me.

" Or you get to save her by sending a helicopter that'd take me away from here." I whimpered in fear as I held out my chained hands.

Looking down, there were so many cops down there with their arms firmly fixed in their arms.

"We'd not bend to your terms." I looked down at the elderly man who held the megaphone closed to his mouth.

"You caused her death !" She shouted before pushing me closer to the parapet.

"Stop !"

"There's no gonna be a next time if I don't see an helicopter !" She drew me back as she held the gun up at my temples.

The helicopter that was soaring in the air targeting Becky now came closer to where we were.

I looked down and some of the cops carried Drake out of the building as they headed for the ambulance.

A sense of relief flushed through my veins knowing Drake was safe but I was in greater danger knowing I was in the hands of Becky at the edge of a high rooftop.

"Hurry up!" She shouted as she pinned the gun harder to my head.

The helicopter stopped right over us and the wind was so hard that I could feel myself being blown away.

I could hear the loud banging against the metallic roof door once again as we stood out there.

A ladder made of rope was thrown out for us, at once she took a heavy grip on me as she pushed me up the ladder.

Realizing I couldn't climb because of my tied hands she forcefully pushed me away making me tumble over the parapet.

I shouted as I felt myself falling over the building, I took hold of the roof gutters.

As soon as I got hold of it another loud gun shot ran through my ears and I knew it didn't come from the cops down there.

It came from the same place where Morales was aimed at.

"She's down !" The man shouted and that was when I realized my terror had come to an end.

Then some cops made their way to me with a long ladder. As I waited for help, I released a huge sigh of relief as I began shouting for joy as tears left my eyes.

°°°°°°°°°°

I was smiling widely as I looked down on Drake who was sleeping on the hospital bed.

We were both admitted into a hospital, I just woke up from my sleep and found Drake laying in the bed across the room.

Even if he looked sore and badly beaten he still looked handsome to me because he was my hero.

He is handsome both on the outside and the inside, he risked his life and everything he had just to come to Spain to save me.

A tear dropped from my left eye as I trailed my hands through his hair. I studied his face as he slept heavily.

Then he began shifting in where he laid as he gently opened his eyes. He looked disturbed for a while but when his eyes were widely opened he became calm as soon as he saw me.

He had a gasp as his lips curled up into a wide smile which revealed his well arranged set of teeth, thank God they were still there.

"Are we really free ?" He asked me as he began to chuckle weakly.

"Yes, yes we are." I got up from the still and bent down to hug him.

He could only hug me with one of his hands because the other was wrapped in a cast.

We stayed like that for a while before breaking free."Does that hurt ?" He asked me as looked at the cervical collar on my neck.

"Yeah a little." I said as I took my seat with him on the bed.

"I'm so sorry about that." He had a concerned look as he trailed his hands on the plastic around my neck.