Ok, so you guys have been waiting a while for an update, and I am sincerely sorry about that. However, I'm back! the song for this chapter is Sorry by Justin Bieber. Enjoy my loves!

"Tara! What's... oh no," he said grabbing hold of Timothy and pulling out the gun he had from the army.

"Me composite el corazón. Yo te amaba. ¡¿Qué nos pasó?! ¿TE CUIDASTE DE MÍ?" I screamed. I was crying now. This shits happened to me twice already. And the first took something I can never get back. (Translation: You broke my heart. I loved you. What happened to us?! DID YOU EVEN CARE ABOUT ME?!)

Tara's P.O.V

I was furious

I was hurt

I was so many things at this moment, but what could you expect from a man with the name of "Lucifer"?

Looking at him bleeding to death on the floor, I did not pity him. Rather, I pitied myself. Once again, I let a man fool me and make me believe that he loved me. When in reality, all he wanted was what he would gain in return for being married to me. Brad walks over to Carter and Steph and unties them. Letting go of AnaSLUTsia, I walk over to him.

"Tara? How-how could you this to-to me?" Lucifer, or should I say, Joe, chokes out

"Don't you dare make yourself the victim here. You lied to me. About everything! Made me believe that you loved me! All for what? Money?! To make matters worse, you kidnap my best friend! You lock her up like an animal and abuse her! Mentally and physically! How sick are you?! You even cheat on me with this hoe-bag over here," I say, pointing to where AnaSLUTsia is standing, at least, where she was standing

"Where did she go?" I ask

"I-I don't know. I didn't even see her leave," Brad says

"If I can't have Carter then no one can. You don't deserve a happily ever after!" we hear an annoying voice say followed by a gunshot. Looking over at Steph, I see blood pouring from her abdomen.

"NOO!" Carter and I both yell. Instantly, Brad shoots Anastasia as Carter and I run over to Steph as she drops to the ground.

"Baby, I need you to listen to. You're going to be ok. We're going to get you to a hospital," Carter says on the verge of tears

"Steph, you can't die on me now. You can't leave me when I just got you back," I croak out, tears running down my cheeks

"You're a g-good friend. My b-best friend," she chokes out. Turning to Carter, she says, "I love you. I've al-always loved you,"

"Shhh, shhh. Don't talk, baby. Everything is going to be ok. You're going to be ok," Carter says, taking her hand in his. Wiping the tear that was rolling down his cheek, I see Carter's facial expression turn from sadness to anger.

"You!" he says, pointing to Jake who was still being held at gunpoint by Brad "You did this! You just couldn't accept the fact that she moved on and was happy. You had to ruin everything, you had to take the one person I cared about and loved!"

"Life just is-isn't fair, huh Carter?" Joe croaks out. How the hell is this fucker not dead yet?

"Shut your mouth you piece of shit! You cheated on Tara, made a fake name, and kidnapped the girl I love. I should kill you, but I see Tara has already taken care of that," he spits "And you," he says, turning to Timothy, "You couldn't handle the fact that Steph caught you stealing money from the company, thus making you and your father's corporation go bankrupt. So this is what you do? You take the thing that matters most to me?! I swear to God if I knew I wasn't going to go to jail for killing people, I would murder your family in front of you and then kill you too,"

"Carter, calm down a bit," Brad says

"NO!" he snaps "He took something that matters the most to me, it's only fair that I do the same to him,"

"Carter," Steph croaks out from below me "D-don't stoop d-down to his l-level. Be the b-bigger person,"

His expression softening, he realizes that Steph is right. We shouldn't stoop down to other people's levels. We should rise above and be the bigger person, no matter how hard it would be. Before anyone could say anything, the police tumble in through the door.

"Bout time you showed up," Brad says

"Drop your weapons!" the officer yells

"We're not the bad guys here! They kidnapped my girlfriend and shot her. You should be pointing your guns at them, not us," Carter says

"Drop your weapons or I will tase you," the officer repeats. Not wanting to cause any trouble, Brad and I drop our weapons

"Now, kick them over," he says. Kicking them over to him, he slides them over to his partner and walks towards us. "Yea, we're going to need an ambulance over here stat. 3 people down. I repeat, 3 people down," the officer says into his walkie-talkie

Carter's P.O.V

Placing her on the stretcher, I go to hop in the ambulance with her but am stopped by a paramedic.

"Sir, the police want to question you," he says

"Listen, buddy. The police can question me at the hospital. My girlfriend is currently bleeding out and she needs help now. So I suggest we get on with it yea?" I say

"Yes, right away sir," he says letting me in the back

"You're going to be ok, baby. Don't you worry. I'll make sure they pay," I say to Steph

"Carter?" she says

"I'm right here, baby. I'm right here," I say taking her hand in mine

"In-in c-case I d-don't make i-it-" she starts

"No, you're going to make it. Don't talk like that," I say, tears threatening to fall again. You may be thinking, why the hell doesn't he man the fuck up, and I would. But this is the girl I love more than anything. And she's hurt, and I can fix that. She may die, I might lose her, so I have every right to cry.

"N-no, I have to tell y-you in case i-it does h-happen," she starts again. Nodding my head, I grip her hand tighter not wanting to let go.

"F-find another g-girl who makes you h-happy," she says

"No, baby. I want you. Only you. I don't want or need any other girl but you," I say

"Shhh. I'll al-always love you, Carter," she says. Before I could reply, her eyes roll back and her heart rate starts to speed up.

"Crap! Joe speed it up, we're losing her," the paramedic says

"No. No. No. No. No. What's happening?" I ask

"She's going into shock, if we don't get her to the hospital soon, we may not have a chance at saving her," he says

"Can't you do something? You have to do something!" I yell

"Sir, I'm going to need you to calm down," he says

"Calm down? My girlfriend is dying and you're telling me to calm down? Are you insane?" I yell again

"Sir, unless you want me to throw you out the back of this ambulance, I suggest you calm down," he says sternly. A few minutes later, we arrive at the hospital.

"22-year-old female with a G.S.W to the lower right abdomen. Went into cardiac arrest in the field. Was given one unit of O neg on the way here," the paramedic says

"Alright, bring her to trauma room one, let's get some blood hanging, and somebody page Dr. Smith," I hear a man say to the people around him "Sir, you can't be here. You're going to have to wait in the waiting room," he says to me. Not wanting to fight with anyone, I sit down. Not even a few seconds later, I see Joe and Anastasia being rolled in. I really hope they die and rot in hell.

Then I see Tara run in "How is she?" she asks frantically

"They won't let me in the room, so I have no idea," I say

"Damn it! This is all my fault," she says sitting in the chair next to me and letting the tears fall

"No, it's not, Tara. It's mine. I should've been there. I should've gone home with her instead of staying at the office. I would've been there to protect her," I say

"Look no matter what, none of us could have seen this coming. We all wish we could have, but it was impossible to have seen it coming," Brad says

"You may be right, but I still feel guilty. I feel like there was something I could have done to save her from this. Now I don't even know if I'm ever going to see her open her eyes again," I say

"Listen to me. You're a good guy, despite what people believe. And it's clear you care about her. Steph needs that. She needs someone who's going to be there for her and not use her. She's going to make it. She's a fighter. I know she is," Tara says

Before anyone could say something, we hear the doctor yell at the nurses. "She's crashing, charge to 300! We've got to get her up to an O.R stat. Starting compressions!" the doctor says again, hopping on top of the gurney while they transport Steph to the O.R.

Frozen, all I could think about was this being the end. And it was all my fault.

Goddamn Steph, I'm so sorry.