'No!!', my scream was joined by another male one. Rose looked surprised at the blood coming from her. The bullet was lodged near her heart. I could feel her life force slipping. What a waste! A Life driven by greed and envy. Though I didn't agree with her choices, I didn't want this for her. I wanted justice, yes, but this feels... cheated. 
I looked at the guy who was the cause of this mess and was shocked to see the features of him. He is by no doubt Raphael's half-brother. His jawline... his nose...his hair... They look like Raphael, only younger. How could Diana sleep with him, knowing he resembles Raphael? That was one twisted mind I wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole.
He knelt beside Rose, gingerly holding his hand, 'Oh Rose, I'm sorry', silent tears can be seen leaking from his eyes.
'I knew... you were always ...a poor...shot', Rose joked with her last breath.
Even though it was not politely acceptable, I slowly slipped from them. I was almost to the door when he turned towards me with bloodshot eyes. 'You! It was because of you she is dead. I'm going to kill you', he started searching for the weapon he accidentally dropped. I didn't wait to check whether he found out or not.
Rule 1- never hide in obvious places.
Rule 2- stick to the side-track. Don't assume you are the only one roaming there.
Rule 3- no making noise, even though it kills you to stop the sneeze.
I was halfway down when he came out of the room and alerted the remaining bikers about my almost escape. I could see the entrance from my hiding place. A few steps lay between me and my freedom. I wanted so badly to cover those steps. But I know I have to lay low. No more heroics. With the beatings, starvation, and the fight with Rose, I feel drained. As if I run a marathon with no end sign. And I'm no fool, to face a group of thugs with weapons with my bare hands. God, I wish I was somewhere else. I remembered a similar situation I was in, except I had two people to fight for me then. Maybe it was my destiny to face these thugs without any aid.
Wake up Erica, my inner diva mentally slapped me with all her strength. Which was none by the way! After being silent for five days she comes alive.
I'm awake...I'm awake. Ok, no talking of the doom. I could hear them searching for every cramped area for me. Pretty soon, not to my liking, they were heading my way.
Ten steps...nine steps...eight steps...
They were shouting at each other, 'this way this way'.
Seven steps...six steps...five steps...
What are my choices? I searched for any kind of weapon I could use. My luck is so rotten I couldn't even find a wooden stick.
Four steps... three steps...
'Let me through. I want to kill that bitch myself!', came a shout from the back of them. It must be the brother. God, I don't even know his name.
Two steps...one step...
The crate I was hiding behind was about to be moved when a shout rang, 'police! Police!'
It was like someone lit a fire in this place. Everyone started running. Chaos ensured. My would-be murderer was undeterred. He pulled me from my hiding place with his hands and pointed the gun to my head.
This is not good. This is so not good. I mentally replay every movie involving such a scene. The victim always gets hurt. Either by the savior who shoots at her legs or by the killer, who obviously shots her head. Can I shout 'cut'? Pretty please!
Before I can choose - head or leg, a gun is fired in my direction. My sudden intake of breath made me almost pass out. Give a girl some warning, would you?
I peered at the guy who fired. It's like I put a stamp on the face... please aim here.
It's...Raphael. I belatedly looked at my captor (oopsie! Should have checked first). He was shot dead. Good thing, at least Raphael learned how to shoot, I hope. Otherwise, I would be so cross... I may try my shooting practice on him.
After that everything happened at once. The gang was arrested and the ones who gave resistance were shot dead. The police made quick work of things. Or so I hoped because looking at Raphael, I dropped dead on his feet. I never thought I would do that, but starvation and a lot of beatings could do that to you.
When I opened my eyes again, I was in the hospital with a doctor's voice floating not much far away. I quickly closed my eyes from exhaustion. This happened two more times. At last, I was stable enough to open my eyes fully and explore my location.
A nurse came into my room to check vitals and looking at my open eyes, she said, 'good you are awake. For a minute you gave us such a scared young girl. I better call the doctor for you', she left the room after that announcement. 
I didn't concern myself with questions like how I ended here? and whatnot. There would be time later for such things. For now, I took stock of my body. The swelling has gone from my eyes and I could move my upper body. However, I can still feel the pain in my ribs. God! I hope they are not cracked. Cracked ribs are a tire to deal with. All those restrictions in movements...
I know what you are doing
Please don't.
You are trying not to think about Raphael...and how he rescued you
For once, you could listen to me.
What's the fun in that? She snorted.
A knock disturbed me from my musings. A doctor accompanied by the earlier nurse entered the room. 
'Good morning. My name is Dr. Brown. How are you feeling, Ms. Anderson?'
'As if I'm dumped on the path of a road roller', I tried to joke.
'As expected, you have a few bruises and sore ribs, but thankfully no cracked ones. What was the last thing you remember Ms. Anderson?'
'Being kidnaped?', I asked it as a question.
'Yes, of course. It happened two days ago. Because of your fatigue, you slept two whole days. I don't see any other reason other than that. Your lack of nutrition and the stress level made your body shut down. Sometimes, our body knows better than us. Amazing, isn't it?', he asked without waiting for a reply. Two days. I slept for two whole days. Where was Raphael in all this? I wanted to ask, but I kept my mouth shut.
Something caught my mind from the drowned-out voice of the doctor.
'I'm sorry doctor. Could you repeat it?'
'Yes, of course. I was saying it was a good thing nothing happened to the baby, because generally, the first trimester is risky. Anyway, I wrote down the paternal vitamins you need along with the pain killers. Please note that these pain killers are different from the normal ones. These were given to the pregnant ladies. So, I'm the future please follow the prescription or better yet consult your gynaecologist before consuming'
I heard only one word from his speech. PREGNANT. I'm pregnant. With Raphael Sinclair's baby.