❦ SESSIONS ❦ WITH ❦ LOVE❦

|Can love survive?|

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As soon as I had entered into the room the first thing that I see is Leanna lying on the ground with that bastard holding her. He mutters things to her but that is when I notice that she's bleeding. Heavily. And it's fast. It doesn't take me a long time to realize that she has been shot. "Step away from her!" I say to him as I narrow my eyes at him. That fucker looks at me with his eyes and I can see how broken he is. The fear is there, the fear of me and the gun that I hold.

My eyes are so focused on glaring at him that I barely even notice that Leanna is moving, her hands are moving in some movements, but it's impossible to tell what she is doing. "What have you done to her!" I yell at him, as he backs away from her. The blood flows even more now than it did before. I can see on her face that she's slowly fading away from the world and going somewhere else. No! I will not allow this to happen. She won't leave me. Not after all I've been trying to do to find her and bring her back to me.

"I did not mean to" He whispers or rather mutters to himself which are the words that he has been saying endlessly, and he's trying to apologize to her. I look around the two of them to see that there are handcuffs that have been broken and are in pieces on the ground. What had happened here? No doubt something incredible since Leanna always manages to do with her ideas and just the thoughts that enter her brain. Her wild nature has her making decisions that most would not do but that is one of the things that I love about her.

He continues to mutter to himself, something about how he did not mean to do it but that doesn't justify for what he has done to the one that I love. She's hurt and it breaks me apart. I feel as though I am the one that has been shot (despite having being shot) and I feel as though I'm the one that feels the pain and not her. But, as much as I want to take her pain away and bring her nothing but calm and lights, I can't do that.

He lets her go and stands up from the ground. "I'm going to make you suffer so severely that you will beg me for your death but even then I won't give you the one thing that you beg for. Not, when I begged for her, and you took her from me!" I speak to him. My hurt turns to anger which is running through my veins. Jumping around in my body as if it were electricity. He doesn't say anything but that he's sorry over and over again and his gaze is on her.

My fist clenches and I lower the gun as I walk over to him. "I'm going to hurt you and break you in every way known to man!" I speak to him as I punch him in the face. My shoulder hurt by doing so and I can feel the blood leak faster but that doesn't matter to me at all. Nothing but her matters to me and his pain and suffering that I will enjoy causing for what he has done. He stumbled back and hits a stack full of games which fall down and go scattered all over the floor.

Standing up he tries to attack me, but I'm much faster than he is, and I dodge his attack. My gun I throw to the ground, away from him as I start to punch him, everywhere, in the face and in the chest where I hear something crack and even in the stomach where he loses his breath. I can only smirk at his pain. Knowing that I'm the one that causes him this pain, and he's suffering because of me but even then it will never be enough for the pain that he has caused me is even greater than anything I could do to him.

I continue to beat him and even when the pain is growing inside my body and the black dots are taking over me, I still continue. The anger inside me is far greater than I could ever know. He's barely able to stand on his legs. He does all he can to fight me back, but I'm far stronger than he is, and I'm better than him. This bastard can't even save his own life even if he wanted to. I give him a dark smirk as I beat him so hard that he loses all senses and falls.

He falls motionless and unconscious on the floor and that is when I fall down to the ground as well. On my knees with her in front of me. The rotten heart inside my chest is beating, only for her. Seeing her dying on the ground breaks it apart. Slowly my hands wrap around her body and pull her closer to me. Her skin is so cold and yet it sends these warm feelings up my entire body where I don't know how to feel, but I know that this is what she does to me.

Her eyes aren't closed yet, but they are looking as if she is in another world. It is not unlike her to do so for she is different, and she would create another world that is not this one but something else. Still, I don't want her to o to that world. I want to hold her and have her stay with me for the rest of our lives. For all eternity. I hold her as I rock her back and forth. One of my hands travels down to where she is bleeding, and it gets coated in blood as I try to put pressure on the wound but only more blood oozes out from it.

"No! Don't close your beautiful eyes, my love. Stay with me, stay!" I speak. My voice breaking from the inside as well as my heart does as she has begun to close her eyes. Her hands drop as she had been playing with these imaginary shapes that are in the air. Her eyes are closing, and I can't allow that to happen. I use all the strength in my body to pick her up from the ground and lift her up. The pain shoots up my whole body as I do so.

The pain I can imagine, but it is the anger that is winning. The blood is leaking from the both of us. From my shoulder which is bleeding more heavily than I had realized and then from her bullet wound. It looks bad, but I won't have her die on me. I won't let this happen. Leanna will live, and she will live for a long time. Agony is trying to tear me down as I have her in my arms. A tear slips from my eye as I let out a grunt, and looks down at her. Her eyes are closed. No!

Holding her unconscious body in my arms. Blood soaking my clothes as I fall to my knees, but I don't let her touch the ground. My hands hold her tight to my body as the anger is rising within me and the beast inside me is threatening to unleash its wrath on the world. I will not lose her. "You will not die, Leanna" I whisper to her as I hold her close to my body but like she is, I'm losing the fight for life. Like a fucking poet. That's how insanely she affects me. I would go to the ends of the world for her. Only for her.

I could not even hold her as the darkness is taking over my body and I can't fight it any longer. I'm unable to fight it. I hold her tighter to me as I want her to just be close to me and I need to hold her. My heart is beating only for this woman in my arms, and it will only stop when hers does and even then my heart will forever remain hers. It has always been hers. Once it was so rotten that no love could touch it but as soon as I met this girl, I knew the truth. I love her.

I love Leanna more than I have ever loved anyone. As I fall to the ground I lie beside her and I see her face. I just wish that I could look into her eyes again, to see the beautiful color that made me fall in love with her. Her eyes are what makes her who she is for there is always so much emotion in them, and it is her happiness that shines through that pulled me towards her. The blackness is taking over me where I can't fight it anymore.

Pulling the woman that I love close to me as I feel my body having no strength at all. The blood loss is too great and my shoulder is aching, and it pains me. But, what pains me even deeper is the woman lying in my arms. I can hear and feel her soft breaths but even then I know that she's not all right. As much as I would want it to happen and that she would be free to live her life, alive that is, and she would be safe from the evil. It isn't the reality.

My mind is going everywhere, like a poet I continue on about my love for her and how much I wanted our lives to be together forever. How much I would have all of this have turned out differently. Leanna would not have been hurt in this manner. If I could have chosen then she would have never gotten hurt at all, ever. Not even in that fire, and yet I know that the fire and the injury that she suffered from it is the only cause for who she truly is inside and her personality. Everything that makes her her.

Holding her close to me where I can feel her slowing heartbeat as it beats, not knowing how much it has to fight to keep her alive at this moment. "I-I love you" I whisper to her. Even speaking takes intense amount of energy which I don't know if I will be able to keep. I'm losing everything that I have inside me and I doubt that I will be able to stay awake for much longer. The black dots take over my vision and I find myself closing my eyes as I'm losing the fight.

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With the love of his life in his arms he fell into unconsciousness. Their love shining through each other, and it is clear that both of them would die for one another, but it is only a matter if they do. Both of them have suffered a fatal wound and now bleed out as the seconds and minutes go by the world. All that they can do is hope that their love is strong enough to survive this and if they don't then they can pray that they will see each other again in the afterlife for a life without one another would be like living without meaning, without air and without life.

Silas and Leanna would never be able to live without one another, and they would never be able to live if one of them died. None truly know what will happen and what kind of insanity the two of them would fall into the moment that they are separated and yet it has been proven that their killer urges grow the longer they are apart. Their insanity became unstable and there would be nothing that anyone can do to stop them or prevent them from doing whatever they wish.

It was seen as soon as she had been taken away from him, he killed people and tortured them in ways that is so brutal that even the Devil himself would not preform such inhumane torture methods. When she was ripped away from him she did all she could to get back to him, no matter the cost and no matter the lives she would take. She did not care in what kind of a pain she would feel nor what would happen next. Her mind always wanted to fill that void which was him and him alone. She grew even more unstable and her mental health grew insane as she did as well.

The war raged on even when no one knew of their fallen leaders. Shots from guns and screams from pure agony could be heard miles away as death ruled the place. The underground facility was so filled with darkness and evil and death. Silas' men keep killing off the men that they call too weak to fight as they drop dead without much of a fight. The war is winnable, and it is not Adam's side that is winning.

The bloodbath and death is unlike any other and the numbers of dead men are growing higher. Yet only one side is losing too many men to the point where some of them try to flee and give up. Adam's men are going every direction that they know of to escape but death waits them. Silas had directed the men to go to every exit that they could find, and kill every single person that they can find. None of them knowing that in a secret tunnel four people are dying.

No one is able to find the four of them as the door that all of them had come through had closed and now all of them are there and their lives are at risk. Despite Silas' men searching for him and the woman that they came for they can't be found and even Ace can't be reached. They have coms to speak to one another, but they are unable to answer. Neither Silas nor Ace answer to the call of the men that are on their side and the men that are part of their world.

The four most important people in the facility are close by them, and yet none of the men from both sides are aware of it. All of them have fallen unconscious. Silas and Leanna in each other's arms. Adam not that far from them, and Ace on the ground in the hallway. All four of them bleeding to their deaths. Life is slowly leaking out of them by the second and there is one that might lose their lives for real; Leanna. She is in worse shape than all of them and her life is soon to fade away from her.