Chapter 23 - Death Is Peaceful

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We'd just approached a small narrow passage way that you had to go down single file and duck your head as you entered, so not to whack your brains out.

"Ricardo, this isn't a trap or anything?" Keane asked, Ricardo chuckled,

"No, promissa"

"Watch your step Keane, it gets even narrower and the floor is unstable" I said,

"Thanks boss"

"I don't want you falling over and messing up your leg even more"

"Noted"

It turned out that we ended up in a small cave like room; there was a small black door in the corner, the only light coming from a square shaped hole in the roof, allowing you to see the old stone.

"Wait here. I will be back" Ricardo said, disappearing through the door and closing it behind him,

"I have a bad feeling about this" I said,

"It's not like he's going to come out with a bunch of suits is it? The rooms only going to be tiny" Keane replied,

"That could be a secret tunnel and he could be sat back at home now and at any minute we're going to be kidnapped"

"Always thinking the worst" Keane said,

"Says you Mr Doom and gloom" I retorted, suddenly we heard footsteps, we both spun around,

"Finally I get to meet the famous Keane Linkoln. You've been beating all expectations set for you, your parents will be proud"

"Galviao" Keane said,

"The very man" he smiled, "How are you going to worm your way out of this one?"

Keane's POV

I slipped my hand into my pocket, machete ever present in my pocket,

"Keane whatever your planning don't do it" Tayte said,

"Your brother speaks the truth. He's not blood though is he" Galviao said smirking,

"Fuck you" I dived at him, slicing his arm with the knife,

"You little shit"

Then a gun shot went off and I felt it, it pierced through my chest, crushing through muscle and bone, Tayte screamed my name as I collided harshly with the floor, blood seeped from my open chest wound. Tayte covered it up with his hands, pressing down hard, tears rolled down his cheeks,

"You'll be joining your parents in hell now" Galviao spat nastily,

"You bastard" Tayte snarled, "I'm going to kill you"

"Good luck with that" as they disappeared,

"Keane stay with me, keep those eyes open you hear me"

"I'm sorry"

"Sssh, you can be sorry later, you're going to be fine, you're going to be okay" I held out my hand, he took one of his blood covered hands off my chest and grabbed it, holding it tight,

"Look...look after...them" I said, coughing up blood, it spilled from my mouth, rolling down my cheeks and onto the floor,

"No...no you're going not going to die, you're not going to die" he cried,

"Tayte...Tayte"

"Don't speak" He cried, "You're going to be okay," I coughed again, blood choking me, a tear rolled down my cheek,

"I..." he took my face in his hands,

"Keane"

"I love you" I whispered, shutting my eyes,

"Keane. No...Keane come on. You're not dead, Keane please wake up, please wake up" He cried, pulling me into his arms hugging me, "I love you too Keane. Please don't leave me"

Please don't leave me.

If this is death, then death is peaceful.

But Death comes with consequences.

Tayte hugging my bloodied body.

The tears that pour down my brother and sister's face when they find out.

The flashback of the funeral I dreamt when I was out of it, flickered across my vision.

Was I really going to put my family through this?

Was I really dead?



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