See No Evil (Anthony Lockwood)

chapter 50

Violet tilted her head to the side slightly to look at Charles from the corner of her eye, "You should really think about what you're doing, Charles. You can't come back from everything."

Lockwood kept a shaky grip on his rapier, his eyes trained to the blade at his partner's throat, "Let's just talk about this, ok? Just let her go."

He felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. Suddenly, he felt like he was back at that lake again, pulling her body from the water. Unable to do anything but watch.

"If I lose this to Violet...let her win...my brother would never forgive me. He would hate me. Violet is crazy! What does it matter what happens to her anyway?"

Violet's eyes were cold, "You aren't going to kill me, Charles. You're too weak."

"Violet, shut up!" George snapped at the girl, trying to get her to stop antagonizing Charles.

George too was terrified in that moment. He couldn't lose her again. Violet was one of his best friends.

But Violet just continued, "But I suppose you might be more afraid of Sam than the repercussions of killing me. So why don't you prove me wrong, huh? Go ahead. You think killing me will solve anything? Then do it. I'll let you."

Violet pushed her chin up, allowing the blade to kiss her throat and cut a thin line into it. Blood beaded out from the cut and dripped down her throat. But she didn't seem to care at all. And maybe she really didn't. She didn't feel afraid at all.

Charles' breath hitched in his fear and Violet took his hesitation as a chance to grab the blade with her hand and rip it away from him, throwing it aside. A deep cut formed on her palm, immediately gushing out heavy amounts of blood. But Violet barely even noticed as she whirled around and punched Charles in the face as hard as she could, knocking him right to the floor.

Charles groaned in pain. Violet dropped right over him, straddling his hips as she punched him again two more times. This time he was rendered unconscious, his nose bleeding and a dark bruise already forming over his jaw. She thought she may have felt one of his bones break, but she didn't care.

Violet got right back up and glared at Timothy and Angela, "Either of you have a problem with that?"

Angela and Timothy both lowered their weapons and shook their heads.

"Good."

Lockwood didn't know if he was afraid or incredibly attracted to the sight in front of him. Of his girlfriend single-handedly beating someone unconscious. But that someone was a wretched asshole anyway, so what did it matter?

Angela looked down at Charles, "Your right hook has gotten a lot better. I think you broke his jaw with that last one."

"Thanks. I've been practicing."

"I can tell."

Lockwood went from awe and love to pouting within seconds as he saw Angela step close to Violet. Angela had this attractive half-grin on her face, her eyes showing amusement and flirtatiousness. She clearly had remaining feelings for Violet. He didn't blame her. Violet was amazing. One of a kind. But that didn't mean he liked it either.

"Oh my God, are you actually jealous right now?" Lucy whispered, trying not to laugh at Lockwood.

"Shut up. I'm not," Lockwood hissed at her.

George just turned his face away as he stifled his own laughter. His friend was so obvious, it was almost painful.

"You both suck. You're horrible," Lockwood grumbled.