Zero and Beauty's Breath (A Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Series Book 3 - 4)

Chapter 76 (Beauty's Breath) (Beggar, Zero)

A lot of things can happen at once. People die every day. Babies born every minute. But what are the

chances that we lose more than our share.

It is the day after I killed Zero’s brother. The day after Kylie Bray made international news.

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death of her stepbrother, Billionaire, Vincent Stone. One of the hotel residents claimed to have heard

numerous gunshots before they phoned the police,” The reporter says from the TV.

Everyone in the clubhouse apart from Killer, Storm and Zero were sitting in front of the TV. Killer was

gone to Kylie. Storm was working on getting her out and Zero, was mourning his brother’s death.

I was going to spend the day packing. The main members had a meeting and suggested that I spent

some time on the road. River assured me that they weren’t kicking me out.

It still feels as though I am already an outsider. But I didn’t voice that out loud to River. Anybody with

one eye could see that he wasn’t happy with his choices.

All that came to a standstill when I got a message from Deno to put the TV on. It all went according to

plan. There was only one name left to scratch off the list.

“What do you think is going to happen to Kylie?” Zero asks from behind me and I am as stunned to see

him here as the rest of them.

I do wise to remain silent.

“Storm is working on a deal,” Spade says from the floor.

That is the last I hear and see of Zero until the next day.

My morning starts off with a run, and the remainder of it is spent doing chores and ducking Zero. When

the sun sets, I know no one is going to be looking for me.

I sneak out through the back door.

My walk up the hill and down to the other side by the lake is quick. I don’t want to catch the attention of

the Enforcer.

Everyone deserves to mourn.

I’ve never mourned for my mother when she died.

I cried for my babies, all three of them, now gone. I mourned for myself a time or two, but the rest I let

slide.

"How have you been," Zero asks and I don’t stiffen when he comes to sit next to me. His voice is so

close but the distance is threatening.

"Living, I won't stay long. Killer sent a few guys from National to fetch me, we’ll leave tonight."

“Leave, ha.” He drops his head in the cradle of bent legs. I have never seen him like this. What have I

done?

“I’m sorry it had to end this way.”

“I still love you, Beauty.” He lifts his head as his broken face mirrors my helpless one.

“I know, but we were just a moment.” I close my eyes and take a heavy breath.

He lifts the gun, I noticed he had when he stopped next to me. He puts the gun against my head. The

chrome metal touching my temple. I don’t open my eyes for a few seconds longer.

"I should kill you right now," He whispers those words in my ear.

I open my eyes now and look at the sky.

How beautiful is it? The reflection of the moon a wondrous sight.

"My death by your hands will be like this moon touching this water."

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you right now.” He licks my cheek, I don’t move away, I savour

it.

“I can give you every reason why you should.” He clicks off the safety of the gun.

I close my eyes, and breathe a sigh of relief knowing my death has arrived. The bullet goes off.

Zero

"My death by your hands will be like this moon touching this river." her words whispered from that gruff

voice, as her haunted eyes refuse to stare up at my dead ones.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you right now.” I lick her creamy cheek. Remembering her

smell. Mine

“I can give you every reason why you should.”

I once thought together we could rise up, get through anything.

The worse mistake I made was walking in that alley, but it was also the start to something so fucking

emotionally tragic that even with this gun against her head, my organs bleed for her as she closes her

eyes and exhales a new breath, Beauty’s Breath.

I scream as I lift the gun and shoot the water.

My knees hit the mud floor. I drop the gun and bend down, palms cradling my head and I fucking cry. I

scream at how this could be.

Why, why me?

She doesn't touch me, she gets up? I know because I am so attuned to her, even after she proved me

wrong.

"Goodbye Zero."

She walks away.

That day, three days after, Amariya Demarco, my only love, killed my brother. Two months after she

lost our child, she walked out and left, and I let her go.

It was on the fifth day that I buried my brother.

My mother decided to show up. She cried bitterly.

My pops just stood there. He knew a lot about the shit, Thorn was stuck in.

None of it was of a good kind.

I still didn’t see my brother as the monster he was, but the truth was just too shocking to process.

Maybe, I was just protecting the good I knew he had in him.

I don’t know.

But that Saturday I put that rose on his coffin I made a promise to myself.

And true to my word over the months that followed I hunted the two t95 test subjects down until I found

them. Days turned into months, and before I knew it the club had carried on.

Killer and Beggar were still with National and while most of everything in my life looked good on the

outside, I admit that I miss her.

My dad spends most of his time at the clubhouse, always in someone’s company.

The other brothers enjoy my dad’s easy nature, Old Man Toad.

Too bad he still didn’t get to meet Beauty.