the shot

He pulled him even closer to him, almost making him stumble against him.

He kept his eyes on Max the whole time, keeping a close watch on every move he made.

“You don’t even *think* about coming anywhere near her.” He said, his voice low and dangerous.

Ezekiel let go of Max, letting his body drop to the floor as he turned to a few of his men. He gave a small nod, signaling them to end him right there.

He had been expecting this outcome, and the men took out their guns, and in seconds multiple shots rang out throughout the Max’s body dropped to the floor, the blood staining the carpet.

Ezekiel watched silently as his men put away their guns and waited for further command.

He glanced down at Max’s lifeless body on the floor, and he let out a scoff, his expression cold and emotionless.

He took a deep breath.

He was *relieved* that Max was dead, and that he couldn’t hurt me anymore. But at the same time, his anger was still there, and he still hated the fact that he even touched me in the first place.

He slowly turned to face me, and he took notice of the look on myface.

He could tell that i were still shaken up, and he felt immediate guilt for not being there to .He quickly made his way over to me, immediately taking meinto his arms and pulling meto his chest.

He put a hand on the back of myhead, keeping it pressed against his chest as he gently stroked myhair.

He slowly cupped mycheek in his large palm, his finger gently tracing over the cuts and bruises on myface.

He hated seeing me hurt like this. He should’ve been there to save me.

He continued to gently touch my face, taking in all of the injuries that me had.

His eyes darkened as he noticed how badly bruised my lip and eye were, and how terrified i looked.

He slowly caressed mycheek, his movements gentle and soft.

"I’m sorry." he said in a low voice, his other hand going to mywaist, his fingers gripping it lightly.

Why are u sorry i asked him

He looked down at you, his eyes full of guilt and concern.

“I wasn’t there to protect you.” He said, his voice low and deep.

He hated himself for letting someone hurt melike this. He should’ve been there to save me but he wasn’t, and because of this,

He continued to look at me , his eyes scanning over my face.

“You’re hurt because I wasn’t there to save you. I should’ve been there, and I wasn’t, and look at what happened.” he said, his voice full of shame and regret.were hurt so badly.

No pls it's not ur fault .u did what all u should ask a friend

He shook his head, his jaw clenching.

“No, it’s my fault.” He said, his voice firm. “I’m supposed to protect you, and I wasn’t even there to save you. You got hurt because I wasn’t there to stop it from happening.”

But tq

He gently held my chin, lifting it up so that now i were looking directly at him.

“I still should’ve been there.” he repeated his voice low and firm. “You’re hurt because I failed you, and I’m sorry for that.”

He held my chin tightly, not allowing me to look away from him.

He refused to let downplay this situation. I were hurt, and he wasn’t there to save me from it. He didn’t want to hear that it wasn’t his fault.

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