A Handsome Assassin as a Roommate [Part 21] NOT a Bright Idea!

"Landon, please hang in there. I know how to do this! I...I!"

Actually I don't have the slightest clue on how to take out bullets from a human who is still alive. Well, barely anyway. "You're a...forensics...not...doctor," he laughed, but then got up clutching his sides, coughing and spluttering up blood.

I panicked.

"HELP!" I yelled. It's just a stupid attempt, I soon discovered, because everyone else was busy killing each other.

"Landon," I said, desperately right now. An idea came crashing down towards me. My hand roamed around Landon's pockets. "What are you--?"

"Don't talk, where's your phone?" I asked. He weakly pointed to his back pocket. Blushing all the way, I reach inside it and slide it open, calling Lily's number.

"Lily! I need you to warn the director!" I screamed into the phone loudly. Yes, I screamed.

"What? Where are you now?!"

"I..."

Have no idea.

"Search some family name Selvidge! They have a huge mansion that's slowly crumbling into pieces right now! I would appreciate it if you are now running towards the director's office!"

"Battery is low though," Landon whispered, but I heard it. I looked at the screen, and he was right. The battery bar flashes red. This is not happening.

"Lily! No time! Just sent everyone or anyone available here! NSA, CIA, FBI! I DON'T CARE! JUST SEND THEM HERE QUICKLY!!"

"Can you hold on for a minute?"

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" I shouted. Here I am in the middle of the war and Lily's asking me to hold on for a minute?!

"No I mean literally! Just a few seconds left. I'm tracing your phone call. Much more easier than having to look up someone's surname. I'm alerting the Feds and the SWAT team right now. Be careful out there, Amy."

I laid the phone next to me, but I didn't hang up. I need to concentrate on how to stop the bleeding. And to be frankly honest, Landon was bleeding so much that if vampires exist, he would be their heaven right now.

Another explosion is heard, but it's from outside. I screamed nonetheless.

"Amy, you...are panicking too much. Shut up," Landon croaked painfully. I applied pressure onto his wound. The bullet in there was bugging me so much I feel like I want to viciously stick my hand in there and pull the bullet out myself.

"You just called me Amy," I said dreamily. Again, what the hell is wrong with me? He smiled, his right eye was closed shut since it started to bleed.

"I am so sorry," I said, sobbing. "I can't do anything. I don't know what to do!" I exclaimed, my arms flapping around me as if I'm a chicken wanting to fly...or penguins, whatever floats your boat.

"Please don't leave me," I said, choking back tears when he held my hand. His grasp was so cold, but his grip was so tight around my hand I started to wonder how much pain he is in.

"I won't."

"Promise me that Landon..." I trailed off, bringing my forehead down onto our intertwined fingers. "I will be alright Amy...as long as you are, DAMN IT!"

"Ex...cuse me?"

"Oh shit, suddenly it hurts so much," he groaned, clutching his sides. It actually made him bleed out more. "Landon stop it! You're going to kill yourself!"

"Death seems like a very flattering option right now," he sighed. I began to hyperventilate, but he freaking chuckled. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" I said, chewing on my bottom lip.

"Stop it Amy."

"What?!"

"Isn't it too exhausting? To be so...worried, caring and happy all...the time?"

"I'm not happy now damn it!" I said.

"Still...you're not exactly showing me what you really feeling right now," he whispered, his voice cracking. He wants to scream, I can tell. He actually did for a minute.

"What do you mean?" I whispered back to him, my lips close to his ears. The sound was getting irritating. But it's not really the time to think about the sound right now.

The neighbours must be complaining their asses off right now.

"You know what I mean."

His grip on my hand was slowly losing it strength. "Landon!" I screamed. "Don't do this to me! Think about your sister!" I said, looking around desperately for Ginger. She was still shooting whatever is left of Christian.

It was a gruesome sight to see.

"Oh my...god..." I said, wanting to puke. Even I haven't see that much blood gushing out of someone before.

When I looked back towards Landon, I couldn't help it but burst into tears. I want him to see it. I want him to see how I cared so much about him. And if he shall ever leave me, I won't ever, ever forgive him!

"Amelia, if anything shall ever happen to me," he started, coughing again. Blood was coming out of his nose. "...Chris would love to see you."

"Don't start with me Landon," I said warningly. He was not going to entrust me with anything! He's going to live, I keep saying to myself.

He's going to be alright. We're going to be back in our apartment in no time. Everything's going to be normal again. And we'll be popping popcorn in our mouth watching shitty movies and making fun of it again.

Every morning, I would see him bent over the toaster, waiting eagerly for his pop tart again. And I would make him meals and we would eat together, talking about random things like leprechauns or more serious thing like...his...job.

Back then I was so eager to find out what it is. Now that I have a faint idea of what he's working as, I have to tell you that I'm certainly not enjoying myself.

"I love you," I blurted out, sobbing. My voice sounded like a donkey singing. Not good.

"Come 'ere," he said, smiling. "What?" I sobbed, much harder.

His fingers were on my chin, guiding my lips towards his. I kept crying and sobbing as he ever-so softly kiss me. It's not as romantic as it's sound, but I'm glad.

I'm glad that he came to my life. I'm glad that I had the chance to meet him.

"I love you too," he said after I pulled away. His lips taste like blood. Eeerily, it wasn't that surprising.

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A/N: Just wanted to tell you how I appreciate your messages and your concerns about me deciding to possibly not continue to write any further after this story is finished.

It's still not yet confirmed. I love writing, after all. But I don't know why, I just feel like I should quit writing. *Shugs* Weird innit'?

But thank you so much for reading, messaging and rating! I really hope you do enjoy this chapter ;D