Chapter 63 - PLEASE, STAY WITH ME

Gael took Lise to the other part of the roof of this building to avoid the bullets. All hell broke loose after he shot Lise's childhood friend. The members of the organization were outraged as they thought that man had died.

However, as Gael carried Lise away from the battle, he took three bullets on his back, when he tried to protect her.

Without his power, he was almost human. He couldn't believe it. Probably, this was the most ridiculous thing that happened to him in his entire life.

Blood dripped from his back and he was about to lose his consciousness, but he fought back when black dots started to appear in his vision.

D*mn!

"You are crying," Gael stated as he raised his hand to touch the tear that just streamed down Lise's cheek. "Are those tears for me?" his voice was so weak and he hated how it sounded.

Lise said nothing. She kept pressing her hand over his back, in order to stop the bleeding, though Gael was a little bit pessimistic that it would be of any help.

"Why? Are you afraid that I will die?" Gael caressed her cheek, but he stained her skin with his blood, so he dropped his hand and held hers instead. "I thought you wanted me dead."

Lise bit her bottom lip. She wanted Gael to die, but not like this.

She didn't know whether she was dumb or very dumb. This was her chance to get away from him. She even had a chance to kill him by herself now, but she couldn't bring herself to do that.

For some reason, she didn't want him to die. It conflicted with what she believed all this time. She thought she wouldn't mind seeing him lose his wretched life, but when it was actually happening, she couldn't help but feel sad.

"Or are you crying because I killed that man?" Gael had the audacity to tease Lise even at a time like this.

"You didn't kill him," Lise said, her voice was small and she was sobbing softly now, but still, she didn't want to look him in the eyes.

"Why do you think so?" Gael raised his brows, but he could feel his chest caving in. The pain made it hard to breath.

"You shot his chest." Lise gulped the lump in her throat. "He is wearing a bulletproof suit. You would have shot his head if you really wanted to kill him."

After all the suffering that Lise had gone through because of Gael and the pain that she had to endure and how he destroyed her psychologically, she was surprised that she knew him more than she wanted to admit.

Gael chuckled and the pain doubled until he had to bend his body, as the pain was almost unbearable.

"Why did you do that?" Lise asked. He could kill him if he wanted to, but he didn't, even though he didn't have any reason to let Sol live.

"Why?" Gael asked her back, but actually the question was for himself. "Because I can see how he looks at you and the way you look at him. That's something you will never be able to give me."

"Gael…" Lise stopped after saying his name, she didn't know what to say. She couldn't find the proper words to reply to that.

"I know you can't love me…" Gael said. He felt he was dying when he spoke these words, the words that he never thought of letting her hear. "I know you will never be able to love me."

Lise raised her head and looked him right in the eyes, she bit her lips and for some reason, the words that Gael said to her sounded like they had a deeper meaning than what he said.

She will never be able to love him.

That was probably the truth, but… it still sounded strange, as if there was something else, something more significant that he was trying to say.

However, Lise didn't know what to ask, or how she could explain this strange feeling.

"Will you stay with me?" Gael asked her, his voice pleading. He held her hand tightly against his chest. "Can you stay with me?"

Gael was desperate for her to be with him, to be by his side, but then he remembered that was impossible. The curse had ruined his life and he would never have this chance.

He knew he would lose her even before he realized that he needed her like the air that he breathed.

It was a curse. His curse.

"Please, stay with me…" his voice was gentle and he almost hoped that Lise could feel what he felt when he saw tears streamed down her cheeks.

But then, someone called her name and Lise turned around, and Gael could no longer claim her attention as she saw Sol behind her.

"NO!" Lise immediately stood up when she noticed the two men behind Sol had their guns pointed at Gael. "No! Don't shoot!"

Lise covered Gael's body with hers; it was a ridiculous move, but she did it out of instinct. Her hair caressed his face and he could smell her shampoo. It was so peaceful to know that she was so close to him.

The fact that she protected him was something that Gael would have never imagined before.

"Lise, you have to move. Stay away from him," Sol spoke softly to her, but he raised his hand to hold the fire. "Don't do it. Let them finish it."

Lise shook her head. "No, don't kill him, Sol…" She pleaded with him. "He let you live, so please do the same to him."

But, before Sol could understand what she was saying, one of the two men behind him started wailing in pain, as the sound of a gun being fired rang in the air.

The moment they shifted their attention, they could see a white beast, trying to tear at the man's arm.

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