Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Emerge ❯ Run ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter 2: Run

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Warning: This chapter contains domestic violence, if you cannot read thing of this nature, please go to the next chapter.

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Thomas staggered through the door and tripped on his own two feet, smashing into the ground. "Shit!"

Tifa stood watched him stagger into the kitchen with disgust. Why she didn't do this earlier, she would never know.

He walked behind her and began kissing the back of neck and pulling her to her feet. "Hey babe, how 'bouts we go upstairs…" He said in a slurred voice as he pressed his hardened flesh against her sculpted rear as he fondled her breasts. His foul breath and overall stench worked its way into her nose.

Tifa quelled the nausea that threatened to bring the bile from her stomach as she pulled out of his arms. "No Thomas, we need to talk." She said in a calm but firm tone. "I don't think we should see each other anymore."

He gave a maniacal laugh. "What did you say? Would you mind repeating that?"

Tifa stood her ground. "I said that I don't think that we should see each other anymore."

He sneered at her. "Oh, I see…so now you decide to leave me for your fuck buddy."

Her eyes narrowed at him and her fists clinched. "Thomas I've told you time and time again that there is nobody else!"

Thomas circled the table and Tifa moved opposite him, keeping a distance between them. "I knew this day would come sooner or later so I prepared…" He said cryptically. "So you've been letting the vampire fuck you…I should have know that I couldn't trust a slut like you." The madness in his eyes was clearly visible.

"Apparently your booze soaked brain can't process the truth. I have never cheated on you. Vincent and I are purely friends." She paused for a moment, letting her anger take over. "You know what Thomas, you're an goddamn idiot! I want you to get your crap and get the hell out of my house!"

Thomas became enraged and flipped to kitchen table over as he charged at her. Tifa ran for the living room and almost made it to the door, when she felt his body slamming against hers sending them crashing to the floor. They began to struggle and he made it to a sitting position right on her chest.

She struggled to get free, but the weight that he was putting on her stomach was making it hard for her to draw in sufficient air. He brought his hand up and slapped her hard twice in succession. "Whore! You think that after all I've done for you that you can just up and leave?! No darlin' I'm not letting you go that easily." He said bringing his hand up and making a fist and bringing it down, hard against her jaw.

Tifa's eyes flashed with rage. She made a fist of her own and brought it up with incredible force, pulverizing Thomas' nose. Blood showered on her as he rolled off her, moaning in pain. Tifa rose to her feet and kicked him square in the ribs. She quickly turned for the door and managed to get it cracked open but froze when she heard a familiar click.

"Hold it right there, bitch!" He said, climbing to his feet. His nose was badly misshapen as blood continued to pour from it. In his right hand he held a sleek black handgun as he clutched his aching ribs with the other. "You really thought you were gonna get away? No, I told you that I knew that this was going to happen sooner or later. Any you know what? I'm not going to let any other man have you. You are mine." He said breathing harshly through his mouth.

She backed up slowly towards the door. "So what, you're gonna kill me? Thomas, you've really lost it. You need help."

He gave her an evil smile. "Maybe…I just thought I'd let you know, after I'm done with you, I'm going for your friends next starting with that dumb blond and that naive flower girl…but oh, I'm saving the best for last. I'm really going to enjoy killing your fuck buddy, Valentine."

She looked at him in horror. "You wouldn't! I don't know why you won't believe what I'm telling you! Vincent and I are not fucking!" She screamed.

He let out an insane cackle. "I would and I am. I guess I should get started." He aimed the gun at her but she threw open the slightly ajar front door and ran.

"You can't run!" He shouted from inside of the house.

Tifa ran past Cloud and Aerith's home and past the Mansion. She knew that if she attempted to seek shelter with them, his promise to murder her friends would become a reality, so she ran to the trail leading to the Nibel Mountains with him hot on her trail, despite his injured ribs.

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She felt like she had been running for hours. As they ran through the maze of trails he continued to take potshots at her fleeing form. She turned around a sharp bend on the trail only to come face to face with Thomas.

"You stay right there, bitch! I loved you, you should have never tried to leave!" He screamed at her as he took aim.

"Thomas, don't do this…" she said in a calm voice even though she was feeling anything but calm at the time. She slowly began to back up, trying to get closer to the bend of the trail so she can run.

He gave her another insane smile. "Goodbye." He said in a singsong voice as he pulled the trigger.

Tifa tried to move when she heard the shot but instantly a blinding pain filled her senses, radiating from the lower right side of her abdomen, but she didn't scream. She staggered back clutching her stomach in an attempt to staunch the blood flow.

Unknown to the wounded fighter, she was moving closer and closer to the edge of the trail. Thomas aimed the gun at her once more but before he could pull the trigger, Tifa lost her footing and fell with a short, blood-curdling scream and landed hard on a small rocky ledge fifteen feet below the trail.

Pain once again made itself known as she felt the bone in her left leg snap under the impact. She let out a cry of pain as she lay on her back, staring into the night skies over Mount Nibel. 'I really am going to die…' she thought.

Thomas' smirking face appeared over the trail edge looking down at her bloody and broken form. "Tsk, tsk…It's too bad the fall didn't kill you. I guess I'll have to finish the job." He said aiming the gun at her head.

She heard the gun cock and then heard his voice once more.

"What in the hell are you doin' here!?" Thomas raged.

Tifa closed her eyes tight when heard a gun blast above. Thomas cried out in pain and another shot was heard followed by a deafening silence. Dizziness began to dominate her senses and the pain level was increasing. Suddenly she heard someone leap down from the trail above and felt tears streaming down her cheeks from her tightly closed eyes.

"Please don't kill me…" She said, her voice quiet and slightly slurred.

She heard the figure crouch next to her and she tried to move away but a hand held her still.

"Tifa, I have no intention of harming you." The voice said.

Tifa winced as she felt something pressed against her gunshot wound. She manages to open her eye and lifts a hand to push the hair away from the face of her savior. The wounded fighter gave a weak smile. "Vincent…"

The darkness encroached in on her senses as she lost consciousness, her hand falling to the cold rock.

Vincent carefully lifts the woman, grateful that she is unconscious and not feeling the pain as he races back down to the small town below, heading for the small, recently built hospital.

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See disclaimer at the beginning of chapter 1 and AN's at the end of the story.