Ch.109

Ch.109
Ayanna Pov 

I woke up early and made a simple breakfast. Just as I was setting the table, Alison walked into the room.

"You're up early," I said, glancing at her.

She gave a small nod. "Figured I should leave as soon as possible."

I placed a plate in front of her. "Eat something before you go."

She hesitated for a moment, then sat down and started eating. After a few bites, she looked up. "I'll go straight to Travis, like I promised. But I can't tell him where this place is. I've already betrayed Henry once by going against his plan. I won't do anything that might put him in more danger."

I studied her for a moment and nodded. "I understand."

And I did. But deep down, I knew it wouldn't be long before Travis and the cops came looking for me. My necklace had a tracker, and I had no doubt they were already on their way.

Alison sighed and pushed her plate away. "Well, I should get going."

I stood up as she did. "Be careful."

"You too, Ayanna."

With that, she left, and I sat back down, gripping the edge of the table.

Henry came down, grabbed my neck, and demanded, "Where's Allison?"

"I don't know," I replied.

He tightened his grip and warned, "I told you before-if you don't respect me, I'm going to hurt you." Then, he grabbed my jaw.

After that little fit of anger and Henry's threat, the atmosphere completely changed. After Henry released my jaw, I stood in the same spot for a few moments. When my legs finally seemed to regain their movement, I turned to go to the room, but stopped when I heard a gunshot.

I turned to look at Henry, who also looked at me, now seeming even angrier. Henry advanced towards me once again, and I took few steps back until I leaned against a door. Henry already had his hands around my neck. " I knew you did something, you bastard. I knew you brought them here, didn't you? Well get ready to watch him die in front of you, doesn't he think he's a mafia following the cops in their operation?.

I tried to use a self defense move I was taught before to remove Henry's hands from my neck, but Henry was more skilled and manged to hold me down again, now restraining my hands behind my back , making me lean against the wall.

" A nice attempt, Ayanna, but it wasn't enough.

You should have learnt better." He took me away from the wall, holding me by my neck from behind and pointing the gun at my head.

" If you try anything funny, I won't wait for the them to burst through the door, I will pull the trigger , got it?"

I simply nodded and didn't think it was nice to make another move. I was remembering the knife still in my pants , but Henry was smart, and I needed to find the best opportunity to use it.

The shots outside continued. Henry held me with the gun pointed at my head and waited to see if they would manage to get into the house, one of the cops who was standing at the door fell to the ground and Travis and the detective went over his body, entering the room and pointing the gun towards Henry.

He might have imagined that the other cops on the ground provided cover for them to enter, So since it was only him and Travis, he still thought he might have a chance.

" Well,Well, did you come after her or to finally divorce her? Henry spoke mockingly.

" Actually I came to arrest you for your crimes and this time you won't escape."

Travis stepped further into the room, wanting to get closet to us, Henry told him to stop advancing and made a movement pressing the gun even more to my head, causing Travis to stop moving.

Travis noticed that my clothes were disheveled and Henry was shirtless, I suspected a lot of things went through his head and I hoped that he wasn't imagining anything nasty, in fact I guessed the feeling was now jealousy, but angry at the fact that maybe Henry had done something to me.

" Why couldn't you just believe that Ayanna was leaving? why did you come after us?

" There's no way you can compare the both of us, besides, I know Ayanna is not that kind of woman and she wouldn't chose to be with a jerk like you."

After hearing Travis, I felt even more motivated to get rid of this maniac.

I took advantage of the fact that the two were talking or arguing and slowly brought my hand to the waistband of my pants, the knife was more towards the side and started moving my arms opposite to where the knife was, Travis noticed that I was making some movements and continued to hold Henry's attention, depending on what I was going to do, now was the perfect time.

Travis must have known that I was trying to do something, and this would be the opportunity to take Henry down without hurting me.

As soon as I felt that the knife handle was securely in my hand, I slowly pulled it out but then forcefully stabbed it into Henry's leg, and then threw myself to the side, giving the detective free access to shoot him twice.

I looked in Henry's direction and after seeing him fall, I quickly got up and went towards Travis embracing him. I kissed him. Travis turned around, facing away from Henry's body, and looked at me, asking if I was okay and if Henry touched or hurt me.

I replied that I was fine and not injured. While I was talking to Travis, I noticed that Henry moved, raising his arm ready to shoot at Travis. I shouted " No" and pushed Travis to the side. Then two gunshots were heard, one from Henry and the other from a cop who had just arrived at the scene with another, having manged to end the siege and had just entered the house.

Henry's shot hit me and the cop's shot hit Henry's head, truly ending his life. I placed my hands on my stomach and I removed it, I could already see blood starting to come out. Travis hurriedly held me before I fell to the ground. The detective also ran over and when he saw that I had been shot, he immediately took off his jacket, and began to apply pressure to the wound. " Bring the car now, he shouted at his colleague, who ran out of the house in search of the first car he could find.

" Ayanna, you know what you have to do, stay calm okay ? Breathe slowly and stay calm. we will take you to the clinic and everything would be fine, are you listening to me?" the detective tried to assure and keep me calm. Travis couldn't say anything and just tried to hold me as tightly as possible.

The other cop arrived at the door and shouted that he already found the car.

Travis lifted me up, the detective continued to apply pressure to the wound. We got in the back seat, with Travis holding me in his lap, while the detective continued to do same, applying pressure to the wound.

Travis was very anxious and desperate. Travis kept on shouting at them to drive faster so we could get to the clinic quickly. The journey took about 30 minutes but the driver tried to do it in 10 or less.

I became quieter, and Travis wanted me to keep talking to him. " Hey, look at me and talk to me. You should have let me take the shot, you shouldn't have done that." Travis closed his eyes and tried to control his emotions.

I responded weakly, " Isn't it ironic? our story started with a bullet shot at us by Elijah when we lied against me and now it looks like it's going to end with an actual bullet."

" Don't you dare say something like that. Nothing is going to happen to you, it's not going to end here, do you understand me, Irene is waiting for you at home and our unborn baby. You're going to get through this , and I'm still going to fight with you. And you can be rest assured that we're going to raise our children together. Travis smiled as he cried.

After saying that, I was losing consciousness. but Travis shouted at the driver to go faster and the detective to check my pulse.

I couldn't hold on any longer and finally close my eyes.