Page 15 of Seduced By My Bully

Monroe

Ican’t believe I’m walking off the dock holding Cam’s hand. I never thought this would happen after everything we’ve been through, but I’m learning everything might not be what I thought it was.

We turn toward the parking lot, and that’s when I see him. Brent is standing near my car, pointing a gun in our direction. I freeze, but Cam pushes me behind him, his other hand reaching behind him to grab his gun.

“She’s mine, Beckett!” Brent yells.

“Take it easy. Why don’t you put the gun down? I know you don’t want to scare her.” Cam says, trying to talk him down.

Brent shakes his head, his cold eyes trained on me as he talks to Cam. “Let her go, and I won’t kill you.”

“I can’t do that. Put the gun down, and then we can talk.”

“Cam, what are we going to do?” I murmur.

“When I say duck, drop to the ground and cover your head.”

“Shit!”

“Monroe, come here Baby. You don’t want your friend to get hurt because of you.” Brent calls, edging toward us slowly.

“Don’t you do it, Roe.” Cam whispers.

“He’s going to shoot you!” I whisper shout. “I can’t let you die because of me.”

“Stop talking!” Brent screams, firing his gun at our feet.

Screw it. I step away from Cam, and Brent’s gun follows me.

“Please don’t do this, Brent. It doesn’t have to be this way.”

Shaking his head, I watch as he cocks the gun and puts his finger on the trigger.

Cam yells “Duck!” and I fall to the ground, squeezing my eyes shut as several shots ring out. I expect to feel a bullet or two tear through my body, but after a few seconds and nothing, I open my eyes to find Brent lying on the ground with blood covering his shirt.

“Fuck! Monroe, are you hurt?” Cam asks, rushing to my side. He pats down my sides with shaking hands.

“I’m okay,” I say, sitting up. Then I get a look at Cam, and I’m worried. “But you’re not. You’ve been fucking shot!”

“It’s just a flesh wound, Roe.” He shrugs then automatically winces.

“Flesh wound my ass. Put pressure on that!” I stand up, looking around frantically. “Shit, I don’t have my phone. I must have left it in my car. We need to call the police.”

Cam grins, and I worry the gunshot is going to his head. “Why are you smiling right now?”

“I am the police.”

“Good, call your people, and get them over here now!” I growl.

***

Several hours and a hospital trip later, I’ve got Cam home resting in bed. After Cam called the police station, his Captain showed up along with several other officers less than ten minutes later. Cam surprised me when he hung up, walked over to Brent, then kneeled down to check his pulse. He looked up at me and shook his head, telling me what I already assumed. Brent was gone. A big part of me felt relieved, but a small part of me hated he had to die to get him out of my life.

Once Cam spoke to his Captain, he was loaded up into the ambulance but refused to leave for the hospital until I got in there with him. After we arrived, he was rushed back, and I sat in the waiting room. While waiting, I checked my phone I had grabbed before leaving the scene and saw several missed calls and texts from my parents. I gave them a call and let them know what happened, and they promised to meet me here. Thirty minutes later, and the little waiting room was packed with Cam’s parents and sister, my parents, Cam’s partner, and me.

After a couple of hours, the doctor came out and spoke to us all. He assured us that Cam would be fine after some rest and several weeks of healing. Then he asked which one of us was Monroe. I raised my hand as if I was still in school, and he smiled then brought me back to where Cam was resting with his eyes shut. He looked so peaceful, lying in the hospital bed. He was hooked up to a few machines, and his left arm was bandaged, but overall he seemed like he would be fine.

I breathed out a heavy sigh of relief as guilt started to flood my heart. He was here because of me. Oh, how the roles had turned. I never meant for this to happen, yet here we were. Would we always be like this? Would there always be this constant turmoil in our lives?

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