
Martha grimaced in pain, wishing Demitri much hope, wishing that Demitri would do as she asked, Martha's smile rose when she saw Demitri pointing her firearm right at Hannah.
“What are you waiting for Demitri, quickly shoot him!” Martha screamed between her pains, Martha was anxious to see Demitri who was just brandishing the gun without doing anything, Demitri just kept looking at Hannah in front of her.
“Shoot him Demitri!!”
Demitri was still unmoved, she looked at Hannah who was standing not far in front of her, Hannah did not show any expression. Shouldn't Hannah be grieving right now? Hannah just miscarried.
Demitri saw Hannah tilting her head at Demitri with her flat face, “Why haven't you shot me yet? Do not hesitate, before you did not hesitate to sell me and hurt me then why now do you look doubtful?”
Demitri blinked, realizing the truth that Hannah was saying, Demitri fell silent trying to find an excuse, looking for a reason why she couldn't pull the trigger and shot Hannah, looking for a reason why she cried when she heard that Hannah had miscarried.
Wh why?
Demitri looked back at Hannah, she traced Hannah's appearance from head to toe, Hannah looked messy, her hair was not well taken care of, his hospital pajamas looked dirty and also did not forget with some bruises on his neck and legs that were abrasive and spitting out a little blood.
Why was Hannah's pitiful appearance before her at this moment so pinched her heart?
Demitri is too busy with her thoughts to not listen to Martha's screams that force her to immediately shoot Hannah and also Martha's screams that try to resuscitate her, trying to make her not careless but Demitri is really off guard, Hannah smoothly takes the gun from Demitri and turns things around, now Hannah is the one who hit Demitri with the gun in her hand.
Demitri was surprised of course, but he did not care much, Demitri even still ignored Martha who was sitting in pain nearby, still trying to overcome the wound on her back.
“Why are you also waiting?” Demitri looked at Hannah who was still pointing a gun at her, “Can't you shoot me, too? Don't you hate me? Let's shoot saj—”
“As you wish.”
Bang out!
“Demitri!” Martha shouted, Martha seemed to not accept Hannah's treatment of Demitri, “Just die you Hannah, among all the people in this world you are the one who deserves to die and be blamed for everything that happened, , you should have killed yourself!”
Hannah turned her focus to Martha.
“Your fault, it's all your fault for not being able to save both your parents! Your fault for leaving your father, your fault also you are destroyed, everything is wrong—”
“Shut!”
Bang out!
Hannah shot Martha, her hands shaking and dropped the gun along with her collapsed body.
Hannah wept for herself, wept for her mass pain and wept that what Martha said was not entirely wrong, Martha was right.
Hannah looked at Martha who was lying helpless on the floor, blood began to splatter on the floor, stab wounds on Martha's back and also abdominal gunshot wounds that were the cause of the white marble floor turned red.
Hannah screamed, she was in pain inside him, she was hurt too deep inside him.
Martha was right.If only Hannah could unite her Father and Mother everything would not be like this, if only Hannah had not left her father everything would not be like this, she said, had Hannah not decided to take revenge, it would not have been this way, it would have started with herself, she herself, who made the wound in herself.
“Arghhhh!!!”
Hannah screamed, she cried roaring, Hannah tried to beat herself up even though a bloodied arm came giving her a hug but still it could not make Hannah calm down.
Everything was destroyed because of him.