Here is a late night update! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosetta's POV (Continued) Rebecca threw our guns down, running at each other. Suddenly we were at each other's throats, hitting each other, trying to knock each other down. I punched at her, hitting her jaw. "Bitch!" she yelled at me, kicking my face. I spit out blood, growling at her. "You are the ruthless bitch!" I yelled back, kicking her across the face, falling onto the ground. "Look what fighting for the CIA did for this damn bitch!" I yelled, grabbing a dagger from my boot, stabbing it into her throat. She reached for me, wanting mercy. "You don't get shit, bitch!" I yelled at her. "Michael!" I heard. I turned to see Michael being overpowered by a man. "No!" I started to yell. Then everything seemed to go into slow motion. Brandon kicked and hit men out of the way trying to get to Michael. The man who was overpowering him slammed him into a wall. "NOOOOOOOOO!" I yelled, running towards him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yes, he's dead. But there are three endings.
Here is the continuation to ending one. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brandon's POV I was killing men like crazy. It was hard not to let go and kill every man that was there. I easily ran out of bullets and started using the butt of my gun to knock men out. "Brandon! A little help here!" I heard. I turned to see Michael needing help with a large, bulky man. "Michael!" I yelled and started running towards him. Suddenly he was struck into a wall behind him. "NOOOOOOOOO!" Rose yelled as she ran towards Michael. "No! Rose!" I yelled, holding her back. "Brandon, let me go," she yelled, tears streaming down her face. "No, Rose, sweetheart. I can't let you! Not since I love you!" I yelled back, pulling her out of the warehouse, away from the violence. "No! Brandon, let me get to him. I love that man! Let me go, Brandon!" "No!" "Oh, Brandon," she said, finally giving up. She turned and buried her face into my chest, sobbing heavily. "Shh. It's alright, Rose. It's alright, sweetheart. Everything's going to be alright," I whispered, kissing the top of her head. "Brandon," she stuttered. "He's dead. Michael's dead. And I loved him," she sobbed into my chest. "If you loved him, then you would be dead too. And I couldn't ever live with that. Ever." "Why?! Why?! Why why why WHY?!" she yelled into the sky. "Rose." "Yes?" "You'll be fine. I risked my life for you. And that's more than partnership love." "So, you really..." "Yes. I love you, Rosetta. And I am willing to wait until you are over him." I smiled at her, looking into her eyes. Finally, I kissed her, feeling her smile. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Just ending one.
Let me guess why... Brandon and Rosetta kiss? Or is it just the fact that Brandon kicked a little ass?
Next ending! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brandon's POV "Michael!" I yelled. I ran towards him and the man that was over powering him. I pushed Michael out of the way as the man slammed me into the wall. I heard a cracking that I thought was my skull as Rose yelled, "NOOOOOOOOO!" I saw her run towards me and kneel next to me. "Oh my- Brandon! Why did you do that?" she asked frantically, the violence seeming to stop slowly. "To make you happy," I answered, smiling weakly. "No, Brandon! This doesn't make me happy! I want you to stay alive! You can't die!" she yelled at me, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Brandon, I want to thank you," I heard as Michael came into view. "I just did that for Rose. After all, I love her," I said weakly. "Oh, Brandon!" Rose sobbed, hugging me. "Michael, get her out of here. Make her happy," I said. "Yes, sir," he said respectfully and pulled Rose away from me. She ripped from his grip and kneeled next to me again, covered in my blood, tears parting the blood on her face. "Brandon, I'll never forget you. And I love you too," she whispered, kissing me. When she pulled back I smiled. She was pulled back lightly be Michael, who nodded at me as the walked away. I sat there, waiting for death to take me. Soon, I felt numb. Then I felt like I was flying, flying high above the worlds and into the clouds. I was finally gone from the world. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And many hate it, correct?