The Hawkins Brothers: Marcus by Marie Lily

Author:Marie, Lily [Marie, Lily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lilyhart Pub
Published: 2015-12-03T08:00:00+00:00

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“Marcus—” Leah caught him as he fell, just able to keep his head from smacking the ground.

“Get your hands off him, bitch!”

Rage Leah had never felt before spiraled through her. Cold, fierce, focused. She eased Marcus down and stood, facing Tanya. They were far enough down the alley that shadows covered them, and the sparse Sunday morning walkers would never notice them from the street, not unless she screamed.

“You’re not going to touch him again, Tanya.”

“What are you going to do about it, you fat bitch? Sit on me?”

“No.” She clutched the strap of her purse. Her heavy, coin loaded purse. She was terrified of what might happen. But this wasn’t going to end well if she didn’t try. “I’m going to do this.”

Leah swung the purse off her shoulder and aimed it at Tanya’s head.

Impact snapped her head around and she stumbled. But she still held on to the knife. With a furious snarl she ran at Leah.

“Oh God—” Leah stumbled backward—and tripped over Marcus’ leg.

She hit the ground hard, and looked up in time to see Tanya push off the wall, the knife arcing down, aimed right for Leah’s chest.

With a desperate shout Leah lunged up and tackled her.

They toppled, and Leah screamed as pain scorched her left arm. She ignored it, dragged her purse up and slammed it into Tanya’s left cheek.

The woman let out a low cry and collapsed, the knife falling out of her hand. Gasping for breath, Leah kicked it away and crawled over to Marcus. Her scream finally brought help—two men and a woman sprinted down the alley, halting when they saw Tanya.

“Please call 911.” Leah sounded surprisingly calm. She waited just long enough to see one of the men start tapping on his cell phone before she leaned over Marcus. God—there was so much blood. “Marcus, open your eyes for me.”

She reached for his wound, knowing it would hurt him, but she had to do something to stop the bleeding—

Her sweater. She yanked it off, folded the blue cotton into a thick square, and pressed it against his wound, trying her best to avoid touching the knife.

He gasped, trying to arch away, his hand scrabbling over hers.

“Marcus, it’s me. It’s okay—Tanya’s not going to touch either of us again.”

“Leah.” His voice barely reached her.

“Shush—paramedics are on the way. Just hold still.”

His lips moved, but she couldn’t hear him. That scared the hell out of her. She leaned in and caught the last part.

“Love you, Leah.”

“Don’t you dare, Marcus Hawkins. Stay with me, you’re going to be fine. Don’t close your eyes—Marcus—” He relaxed under her hands, his eyes closing, his face white. “Damn it, Marcus, stay with me.” She pressed harder on the wound, blood already soaking her makeshift bandage. “Hold on, Marcus, please—don’t leave me now, not now. Marcus—”

Sirens filtered down the alley, not nearly as loud as her pounding heart.

“Stay with me, Marcus—please stay with me—”

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