You're Next

"I'm coming with you"

At first, I didn't get a reaction. His eyes were just staring into mine like I hadn't said a thing. Then he laughed, very loudly I might add.

"Are you sure Cara?" He says "I am not who you think I am"

And that's exactly what I'm counting on.

"Are you one of the scientists?" I asked him seriously, he looks confused.

"One of the who?"

I laugh and shake my head. As long as he wasn't sent by them and isn't one of them, I would go with him…because he makes me feel…

"I'm coming with you, Connor"

Then his expression was serious, he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me closer to him almost aggressively but his grip was soft, gentle, and warm.

I craved warmth but never realized just how much till I met Connor.

"I'm not who you think I am…" this time he makes it sound like a warning, almost like getting myself associated with him was against the rules but then again I was never one to follow rules right from when I was a little girl.

It was obvious from the way he was speaking that he wanted me to go with him as well, I wondered when and how he got this sudden fondness for me that I have noticed or maybe he is just the same as me, trying to crack a mask that can never be moved the person who wears it moves it…

"I'm not the person you think I am either," I say, I noticed how quickly his serious expression changed to one of dark excitement, it fascinated me how quickly one could change what they were feeling.

"I'm counting on it"

And the next thing that happened was all a blur to me. The door to our cabin was kicked open and Connor didn't flinch the way I did, almost like he was expecting them.

Three men stood at the entrance, three blonds that looked so similar but I knew they weren't triplets rather…the one standing in front who broke down the door should be the oldest. I noticed the way he carried himself and considering the way he was glaring at Connor, it seemed as if he was the person Connor offended directly and the men behind him were just following orders.

Ok…maybe I lied, it wasn't all a blur but it all happened so fast in front of me but I like to read people and moments like books, it is how I was raised.

"Connor, you have stepped on my tail for the last time!" The man was panting, both from anger and from the stress of kicking down such a thick door, probably.

"These doors cost a fortune to fix you know…" Connor said with a smile "You could've knocked, I would've answered I swear" he put his hand to his chest in mock honesty, and the blond man's anger seem to become worse at Connor's words. His fists were red from being clenched too tightly or was it from punching Connor in the face continuously?

"You have the money, you can buy a new fucking train for all I care!" The man reaches for his waistband and pulls out a gun.

The gun looked familiar, like something the sisters had tried to get me to identify. He pointed the gun at Connor and because of how close I was standing to him, it seemed like it was pointed at me as well but then again, I don't think the men in the room even noticed me one bit, they were all here for Connor.

Bummer.

"Now, now…" Connor pulled me behind him and put his hands up, I was going to tell him I didn't need his protection but I decided to stay quiet. There is absolutely nothing wrong with being a damsel in distress.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, Octavio" Connor almost sounds like he was sincere but I could hear the teasing tone in his voice and it made me want to see what would happen next. Like a movie in front of my…..

A gunshot.

Loud.

My ears were ringing and my eyes were closed shut because of the sound. Before I could open my eyes, I heard two other loud shots resounding in the cabin and then soon, silence.

I felt myself being pulled into a warm embrace, I felt his breath tickle my ear and his chest against my back.

"You can open them now Cara mia…we have to go now"

He made it sound like he was the one who asked me to close my eyes. When I opened them, the sight in front of me was what I expected more or less.

The three brothers were on the floor with bloody holes on all their foreheads like it was target practice…the bullets all hit the exact same spots.

I turn around to stare at Connor and I felt the cold nuzzle of a gun against the side of my neck.

"Don't take this personally Cara" his arm wraps around my waist and pulls me back to his chest.

Have I just been betrayed?

I stayed silent, not sure what exactly was going on.

"Walk," he told me and I did, not because of the gun against my neck but because it was Connor who gave the order. I could easily change our positions if I wanted to but I didn't, because it was Connor whose chest my back was pressed into.

Connor.

I walked out of the cabin and we kept walking towards the entrance of the train, every single person that saw us and the security men that were all prepared to grab Connor all stopped when they saw the gun in his hand.

"Come any closer and she won't have a pulse…just saying" he still laughs like he normally does like he was joking with them but I know they all knew he wasn't.

"Just release that lady sir and we can sit and talk about this," I noticed the head of security had already gotten to the scene.

He was staring at Connor with so much hate that immediately I knew this had nothing to do with the gun being pointed at me but it had everything to do with the lifeless men in our cabin.

Connor chuckled I could feel the vibrations from my back.

"I've killed your sons, you're next Russo"