The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Katrina's POV

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ka step forward, about to run towards the wreckage but before I could get any closer, the car blew up for the second Someone screamed, or maybe it was me? My skin ting, lightly barnt by the heat.

The force of the explosion threw me backward, my body hitting the ground hard as I rolled against the rough pavement. My cars rang, blocking out every sound except for the echo of the blast.

My heart beat wildly in my chest, my head banging in pain.

What was happening?

For a brief second, I had forgotten what had happened, my mind wiped clean as I lay on the floor.

I could hear voices around me but I was barely able to make out what they were saying.

At that moment, my mind went blank, like I'd been disconnected from reality, and all I could do was stare at the fiery wreck

that was once the car.

A wreck that Silas was a part of

And that's when it all came crashing down.

No. No. That shouldn't be happening.

There's no way Silas had blown up with the car. He had to be somewhere.

Maybe he had left the car before it blew up.

But yet, as I stared at the burning flames, I wasn't sure what to believe.

I had watched Silas get into the car before it blew up, but everything in me refused to accept that he was dead.

Something in me wanted me to believe that Silas had run out of the car in a fraction of a second without me noticing and begged myself to believe.

It couldn't be that easy.

I had seen him go inside, and I watched as the car blew up, there was no way Silas would have survived.

"But shouldn't you be happy? The man who had kidnapped you is dead, shouldn't that-" a voice whispered in my ears but I was quick to cut it off. "No!" I screamed out loud

How can I be happy that Silas had been in the car when it exploded?

He was the only one who could save me, so how could I be happy?

My mouth opened and closed in an attempt to speak, but my throat felt burnt, and I could barely form a word.

I swallowed thickly, opening my lips once more to scream n out his name.

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"Silas!" I choked out, struggling to push myself up as I kept staring at the burning car.

My arms shook, bruised, and scraped, but I barely felt it. All I could think of was Silas

1 could not accept it, I refused to accept such. But still...

My eyes were on the car, my body hot from the heat radiating off it.

d him being gone.

How did it all go wrong? Where did it go wrong? We had only stopped for ice cream; was that when they planted the bomb? When we went inside?

It was all my fault for wanting ice cream; if I didn't, then Silss wouldn't have been blown to pieces.

Was it one of Silas enemies, or was the person after Ms?

All the thoughts ran through my mind as I stared blankly at the burning car.

He should still be here, shouldn't he?

The person who had planted the bomb should still be around here.

I pushed myself up, my palm on the ground as I looked away

Trying to check if I would still see a person.

1 bit into my cheeks, begging in my mind.

"Please, please, please,"

But what would I do if I saw him? Run after him?

I could barely keep myself up, how would I run after someone?

Just as I was about to give up, my eyes met with another and I goped.

It was the man from school, I was sure of it

I tried to push myself up, but each time, my arms gave off beneath me, and I fell to the ground once more, my bloodshot eyes on him

I was weak.

Too weak and pathetic and I couldn't even do anything right now.

Seeing my pathetic attempt to get to him, his lips curled up into a smile and he waved before turning away

"No, wait!" I screamed, pushing to my feet but I fell once more.

I had underestimated just how shocked I was, and right now my legs couldn't even carry my weight.

Don't leave, come back!

I watched as he walked out of sight, barely able to do anything.

Everything was numb, and all I could think was that he was

gone.

My eyes instantly snapped to the car. Why wasn't anyone coming to help him?

11:50 Thu Nov 21

The flaines the kered, shohing around broken metal and shattered glass and I screamed Silas name again, barely hearing myself over the pounding in no heml Please, God

Please, I need a miracle Anvilung.

Let hon please walk away from this somehow. Let Silas come out alive.

But I knew that was somehow too much to ask for

The slidot answer my prayers when I asked for a linle love from Marcos, so I doubt he would answer this when I screamed for Salas to be alive.

"Silas" My voice cracked, tears streaming down my face as the realization crashed down on me

He was dead.

Hople gathered ansund, an arm wrapping around me and pulling me up.

"Let me go I screamedt, pulling out of their hold.

I couldn't leave Silas while he was still in there, I couldn't walk away

I found it hard to accept that he was dead, holding onto the things bit of hope he w

Imnean, it's Silas

There's no way he would be dead. No fucking way.

But the burning flames made it hard for me to believe otherwise.

it out.

I stumbled forward, my legs barely holding me up, my hands reaching out as if they could somehow bring him back like I could pull him from that burning wreck alive.

But I knew I couldn't.

This was all my fault. If I hadn't asked for ice cream, we would be at home right now, and this wouldn't have happened.

If I wasn't whiny and throwing a tantrum, Silas would be next to me.

Only if

I could only blame myself for this

"Si-Silas" I screamed once more, watching as the paramedics and thefighters rushed to the scene.

Why didn't they come earlier! Why were they just getting here now?

They were late.

If they had come earlier he might have survived.

He had been sitting in the fire for too long, they were late.

"Please, ma'am Move away from the fire," a firefighter asked, and I assumed he was the one who had grabbed me earlier.

"Would Silas be okay?" I asked, turning to him with tears streaming down my face.

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My voice sounded hoarse due to the amount of times I had screamed Silas' name, but I didn't care.

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I pointed at the burning car as I waited for him to speak.

"Tell me, would he- would he survive that?" I silently begged, hoping his answer was going to be a yes.

But the question he asked next brought all my hopes crashing down.

"There was a person inside!" His face held surprise and shock and my hand dropped to my side.

My face fell, my eyes and widened in shock.

How could they not about him being there?

"You didn't know? Then how... Why... Oh my goodness."

My legs gave off beneath me, and I stared blankly.

The firefighter instantly ran back to the already car to let his associates know.

1 had no idea.

What was the point now?

Why hadn't they out out the flames earlier?

Was it so damn hard to do so?

The fire roared louder, flames eating up everything in their path

Heat scorched my skin even from a distance, but I couldn't move back. I couldn't leave. He couldn't be gone, not like this.

They weren't even aware he was in there, What should I do?

Confusion and sadness swirled through me and I ran a hand through my hair

"Ma'am. You need to step away from the car. It isn't safe for you to keep standing here. You might get hurt," A paramedic tried once more but I wasn't having any of it.

He was in there and there was nothing I could do

"Silas!" I screamed again, the word ripping from my throat.

At one point, I was going to lose my voice, but I didn't care.

I dropped onto the ground, fingers clawing at the pavement as my heart shattered into pieces.

Screaming his name wasn't going to bring him back. He's not going to hear me call him repeatedly and just walk out of the fire.

He's not going to come back to me.

Tears streamed down my face in torrents and the world around me blurred, sounds mixing into one terrible buzz.

People had gathered, shadows moving closer, but they all felt like ghosts to me-unreal, unimportant.

I couldn't focus on any other thing except the fire burning up in front of me, the thoughts of losing Silas eating at me.

Where were his men when someone had planted a bomb in his car?

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I knew they always followed him around, although at a distance, so why weren't they able to stop it?

Did they want it to happen?

Or maybe it was one of his men who had planted the bomb himself just to get rid of him.

Different accusations flew through my mind as I tried to blame someone for what had happened

The paramedic still had his arms wrapped around me as I watched the flames silently.

Too weak to fight out of his grasp, my body sagged.

I was getting tired and my eyes were drooping, but I couldn't let myself sleep.

I wanted to get closer.

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My mind screamed at my body to move, to take a step forward. But I was rooted there, frozen, staring at the flames and the twisted metal as if my gaze alone could bring him back.

It was like I'd forgotten how to breathe, like every piece of me was breaking apart all at once.

Someone's hands were on my shoulders, pulling me away from the burning car but I struggled, clawing at the air, trying to get d

closer.

"No! I need to-he's in there! He's-"I tried to beg, to make them understand.

I couldn't leave Silas. He was still in the wreckage. I couldn't....

But they kept pulling me and I kept resisting

Why didn't they understand?

I didn't know when I started to care for him this much, but it happened and it was too late

If they couldn't save him then they shouldn't pull me away from him.

"Miss, please! Your head is bleeding, you need to get treated, a voice cut through my panic, burd didn't want to listen and 1, didn't want to leave him, not until I knew, not until 1-

I slowly raised my fingers to touch the back of my hair, feeling the sticky liquid glued to my hair.

Bringing my fingers to my face, I gasped when the bright red stared at me and everywhere started to spin.

The pain hit me all at once-scratches, bruises, and the sting of smoke filling my lungs.

My chest heaved, and a sob broke out of me as I looked up, feeling the emptiness closing in.

He was gone and there was nothing I could do.

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