Chapter 29: Wounded World - Donovan's P.O.V

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"I know that I did and I deserve this torture you're giving me." I replied, watching the smaller male's reaction. I genuinely felt bad for the pain I put him through. Hell, I felt bad for what everyone else made him feel. He really didn't deserve any of the pain he went through. Deep down I guess I still really cared for him. "This world is extremely fucked up. Humans do things without thinking. They hurt animals for amusement. They hurt people just because they think they can. It's a part of this wounded world we live in. I know you're trying to cleanse this world by getting rid of them, but hurting yourself in order to do this is not the way to go. You can torture us and kill us, we know we deserve it, but I know you're made for so much more than this.."

Kasper stood there, crying silently as he thought to himself. He nodded before leaving the room, coming back with a larger knife. He went over to me and cut the ropes. He then did something that surprised me. He puts the knife in my hand and says, "Kill me. I know you're going to do it behind my back when I least suspect it or you're going to ship me back to that place. Please kill me.."

I look up at him, in extreme pain. I drop the knife "I'm not killing you. Just please fix me up.."

He nods and starts stitching me up and cleaning the wounds. Once he did that, he untied my mother who instantly ran over to me to make sure I was okay. I talked to her as she helped me up. I looked up to talk to Kasper when I noticed he was gone.

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