The Fire in Your Hands

I will do anything and everything I can to keep my husband and my children safe from him. And from me. Here we go again. Strapping every knife I had to my arms, I darkened my makeup and tied up my hair, and I was out. A gun in both hands. I was going to find out what happened to him to make him see those things in his sleep.

An hour long drive later I was at Cathedral headquarters. Every agent and director at Cathedral has a barcode tattoo identifying them to Cathedral on their left hip. I flashed mine to the scanner and was granted access. The metal doors slid open and I walked in, and straight to Sophia's office.
He was sucidal.
He's depressed.
He's slipping.
I love Andy and my children so much I can't stand it. And I was not going to stand by and let him whither away from the nightmares.
I will not let him go through this.
Not again.

Suddenly I was at the door that read Sophia La'Grassa. I heard two people talking inside and adrenaline and anger welled up within me. I kicked the door open and walked in, wild eyed.
my eyes were wide and my body was shaking, I was furious. I never felt such an anger within me. Sophia at her desk and a man sitting across from her. Their smiles faded when I burst in. She was silent for a minute and then rolled her eyes. The audacity.
"Jayelle, not now. Out." Strike one.
The man waved his hand at me. "We're having a conversation young lady, do you mind?" Strike two. That made my anger double. I cocked my gun and put it to the mans head. Something coming over me. Sophia's eyes grew wide and as she started to stand I pulled the other gun, cocking it and aiming it at her throat. "Sit down," I commanded with a voice I didn't think I possessed. She sat, frightened. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I stopped shaking and looked back down at Sophia.
"So lets talk about my husband."
she nodded.
"He's sick. He's suicidal again. The nightmares. Do you know how bad he's suffering? You refused to help him. Fuck you."
she sighed. "Jayelle you know better than anyone that he won't take therapy."
i exploded. "BECAUSE YOU TOLD HIM THERAPY WAS FOR THE WEAK AND HES SUFFERED EVER SINCE BECAUSE YOU BRAINWASHED HIM"
she started shaking. I had a quiet, rageful voice. "You have no idea what we've been through."
The fucker of a man spoke, "It can't be that bad. You're over exaggerating." Strike three.
Bang.
One pull with my finger on the trigger and he was gone. I didn't even glance at him as I took his life. Cathedral made me a stone cold killer.
Well you got what you wanted.
You don't teach a dog to bark only when a certain person pulls into the driveway. The body hit the ground, and Sophia's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of her head, as she started shaking violently and covered her mouth. A pathetic sight.
I let her have her irritating freak out for a minute and then pointed the second gun at her. She looked back at me.
"What do you want," she said shakily. I narrowed my eyes.
"Andy needs help. You've left him to slowly die for years. I want full security and immunity for my children. They will never be part of Cathedral. They will not know their parents are killers." She nodded. I put the two handguns on the desk and pulled the rifle from my back. I stood and walked to her, and cocked the gun, setting it on her forehead as I sat on the desk in front of her and crossed my legs.
"If you don't save my family I will kill yours. I'll set your grandchildren on fire and watch them burn, then drown your kids, and then watch you suffer like my husband has for years." She was shaking, tears slipping from her cheeks. I was numb.
"Don't think for a minute that's a threat. Cross my heart it's a promise." I retracted my gun into both hands. "I've been trained very well to have no mercy. You made me a psychopath. Right Sophia?"
"You bitch" strike four.
With the gun in both hands I drew back and stuck her in the head with the butt of my rifle. She fell to the floor as I threw the gun over my shoulder. My feet lead me out of the bloodied, now silent room.
I'm going home.
My babies are probably hungry.

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