Captivated by Love (Watty Finalist)

Chapter 24

~*Magnus POV*~

I walked away from Alec. As much as it pained me to leave him after he finally said he loved me i had too.

I had to keep reminding myself that this was for Holland and she needed me. I needed to out her first. Alec was the love of my life but Holland is my sister. Some things are just more important. But I couldn’t shake the look out of my head of Alec when I left.

He looked so heartbroken and it made me wasn’t to just comfort him. He finally confessed to me and I just left him. I think that makes me the worst boy friend in history. But as I walked down the silent road I started to get an uneasy feeling.

How was I going to be able to face this man? This was my father! My father who touched his son the way I should have never touched. He changed me. He scarred me and emotionally I don’t think I can ever face him.

This was the man that had practically been a bully to me. This was the man that was going to touch my Holland. This was the man who made my mother stay and leave Holland and I. This was an evil man. I didn’t want to see this man. But he had to be here.

I walked up the short path to find a bench and sit. I crossed my legs over one another and crossed my arms. The cold bitter wind whipped at my body. I shivered and rubbed my arms.

I could hear all kinds of noised behind me. There was trees moving in the wind and then there was small animals all over. A chill ran through me. I wasn’t sure if this was a good feeling or if I was just creeped out.

I looked behind me to see a tall man walk towards me. My heart started to beat faster as the man came closer. The man had a hood up and he had jeans on. This looked like my Father. Could it be?

The man stopped and leaned against a tree. He pulled his hood from his face and then I saw him.

He had squinty eyes and think black hair. He had yellow tinted skin and thin lips. This was my father. Decha Bane. I shivered as he took me in. He blew a puff of smoke away from his mouth and then put his cigar out.

He sniffed and walked toward the bench. He sat down on the most edge away from me. He acted like I have some illness. I just pushed it past me and looked at him.

“You look good kid. Taking care of yourself I see.” Decha said.

“Yep. I need you to sign papers for Holland.” I said getting to the point quickly.

“How did you manage to find me Mag? I got some call from a faggot boy.” He said.

“Faggot boy’ is my friend and he finds people. Holland had an accident and she needs surgery ASAP.” I said.

“Your mother never shuts up about you. I try to make her forget you. But she doesn’t.”

“Are you happy that you took her away from Holland? Do you know how you make her feel? Unloved?” hissed.

“Your mother has never loved either of you. Neither have I.” He said looking through me.

I sighed. “Can you sign this paper or not? Please? She’ll die.” I pleaded.

He smirked at me and moved closer. I scooted away as far as possible. He put his hand on my knee and I tensed up.

“I guess I can do that for you. Maybe.” He said winking at me.

His hand traveled farther up my leg as his fingers greedily moved along my jeans.

I patted his hand away but he ground his hands in my leg. He was doing this again. Panic coursed through my body and I started to breath heavily. My pants were somehow off of me and then I felt pain. I started to yell but then my mouth was covered.