His Light

Comfort

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TW: MURDER; BLOOD⚠️

Alex's Pov

I was sleeping on the floor of the room, while Lilac was sleeping peacefully in the bed.

The doctor came and checked her up while she was asleep, saying that I was on time and if I were to be a little later that I would have lost her.

I was just lying on the floor, listening to Lilac's breathing as well as every single movement she was making while sleeping. Not going to lie I was so terrified that I was about to lose her.

That she even let me sleep here was just because she fell asleep in my arms, after calming down and accepting my comfort.

After I have placed her into bed I cleaned the room up, wiping away what she has thrown up and getting rid of those shards of glass.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, I slowly stood up, not wanting to make a noise.

"Alex?" Rowan said, and I just got out of the room, not intending on waking up Lilac, and closing the door behind me.

Rowan and Zac have been thankfully helping me a lot with the mafia.

"What is it Rowan?" I asked, my voice raspy.

"Damien is still not going to talk. I even tortured him, but nothing" Rowans said.

I just went with my hand through my hair, messing it more up than it already is.

"I have one thing left that will make him break" I said, a feeling of satisfaction overcoming me. "Go inside the room and keep an eye on Lilac" I said taking my gun out loading it and walking now past him towards the basement.

"You're not going to kill him Alex, right?" I heard him ask but I ignored it waving with my gun at him while he was facing my back with me walking away.

"Alex don't mess work of weeks of up" I heard Rowan yell.

We kept Damien here all this time. I had to have him here, not because I wanted, just because I didn't want to leave Lilac all by herself.

As I reached the cell in the basement, passing my guards which acknowledged me, I saw Damien dangling in the air with his arms clasped in chains that hung on the ceiling.

When I stood right in front of him, I saw his sleeping figure, so I put the gun loaded into my waistband and started to roll up my sleeves of my shirt, my hair messy and my shirt also halfway unbuttoned.

I shook my wrist a little, drawing my fist back and then blowing straight in Damien's exposed stomach, making him yell out in pain, waking up to another nightmare.

His body was covered in bruises his nails torn out of his fingers. Not worse enough though.

"I WILL KILL YOU" he started yelling.

"Aww will you?" I asked, as he slightly looked up, looking right at me, his face bloody, probably from Rowans beating.

"You finally decided to come downstairs, how sweet of you." Damien said provokingly.

He had to push it, gosh how annoying.

I pulled my small pocketknife out, stabbing him into his left thigh, and twisting it, earning painful screams of him, while blood was running out of his leg.

"DO YOU LIKE THAT FUCKER" I screamed twisting back and forth while the room was filled with screams.

Then I pulled the knife out of his damn leg, wiping it clean with his torso, cutting him again.