SAWYER
I'm was going to kill and torture that piece of shit. What kind of monster does something like that to their child?
Emilia had run away and as part of the favor Nicky was going to catch her for me.
Nicky the gang princess who had protected me during my prison sentence. She was going to meet me with Emilia when she got her, and send a few gangsters to help with my other problem.
Jonathan Reed.
Marley was in deep conversation with his bodyguards, I ignored him and walked out of the hospital.
First I dropped the car back in the auto repair shop.
Then I took a long hot shower, collecting my thoughts and planning the rest of the day.
I texted Noah, telling her not to call cause I'd be too busy to answer.
Nicky had Emilia in a warehouse, she sent me the location and I was on my way.
"Sawyer." Emilia groaned when I approached her in the dimly lit warehouse. Nicky's gangsters were keeping watch outside.
"You should've ignored it Emilia."
She hissed and shuffled in the seat. Nicky had her roughed up a bit, her bruises were turning a darker shade than her skin.
"Hey–hey I'm sorry."
"I know you're sorry Emilia. But you will always remember this day."
She sagged with relief that I wasn't going to kill her. But she'd wish she was dead.
I picked up a belt from a table with tools. She had been stripped naked in preparation.
"You touched her."
"Sawyer."
"I'm going to make you wish you never met me." The belt came down on her thigh and she screamed in pain.
There were little sharp pieces of glass embedded in the belt.
I beat her till my chest rose high with every breath I took. Her body was littered with gashes and blood was drying. The cuts painful but not deep enough to warrant a steady flow of blood.
I grabbed a stool and moved to her hand with a set of pliers.
She slowly lifted her head. "Sawyer?"
I started with her pinky finger. Her scream was filled with broken sounds, the thumb followed–a struggle but I got it eventually.
Then I moved to the other hand.
By the time I was done she could barely make a sound, her throat was probably raw from all the screaming.
I punched her face till her eyes were hidden by the swell and her blood coated my fists.
The last thigh was slamming a long knife into a leg. A strangled cry came out and she collapsed in on herself, her breathing getting shallower.
I shaved her bald, just something to do to calm my racing heart and left her.
"Geez." Nicky winced. "I'm never pissing you off damn."
I took steady breaths and sighed. "Jonathan Reed."
Nicky shook her head, still looking at Emilia who was being untied.
"Marley, some mafia guy has supplied some men, Reed isn't in his house so we're still searching."
"Ask his wife."
Nicky shrugged. "She gave us locations of all their properties,he isn't there."
I sighed in frustration and rubbed my face. "I'm going to take a shower, call me immediately, you get a lead."
"Sure." She tilted her head and rubbed some blood off my cheek. "She's a lucky girl."
I hummed and hopped onto my bike.
I picked up some groceries and arrived home. Shepherd and Jo were watching anime. They were the only ones in the house.
The sun had begun to set and exhaustion was setting in but I steadied myself.
I made some burgers, silently gave a couple to Shepherd and Jo and took the rest with me to the hospital.
Noah was stabbing a piece of jello with a disgusted look on her face when I walked in.
"Hey."
She smiled softly when she saw me, the smile widened when she saw the bag I was holding.
"Burgers?"
"Burgers." I smiled.
We lay back on the bed together, she chewed the burger very slowly but I smiled at her determination to finish it all.
"Do you want me to kill him?"
Noah stilled, then relaxed and continued to chew. "No."
I hummed. "I'm going to fuck him up though."
She sighed and placed her half finished burger down.
"I don't want you beating anyone."
"Well too late." I grumbled.
"Sawyer." Noah hissed and sat up, turning to face me.
I shrugged. "She hurt you, you can't seriously think I was going to let that go."
Noah pursed her lips lightly. "You– wow this is so messed up."
"Noah?"
"You know what? Break his legs."
I frowned. "What?"
"You're going to beat him up no matter what I tell you... then break his legs... no I want him thrown in jail, for life."
"Noa–"
"I love my parents, I really do Sawyer but I've had enough. Five years you were gone, because of him. He doesn't love me. In fact he doesn't care about anyone but himself. Break his legs and have Marley get him jailed for life."
I tilted my head and her fuming expression.
The swelling had gone down considerably, but even with her bruises, she looked stunning. And cute.
"He'll wish he'd never been born." I mumbled, kissing her slowly.
She giggled into my mouth. "I wouldn't have been born if he hadn't been born."
I chuckled against her lips. "The only thing he did right."
She hummed and cupped my cheeks, deepening the kiss.
A throat cleared and we slowly pulled apart.
A blushing doctor stood at the end of the hospital bed. "So you're doing really well Miss Reed. We just want to monitor your leg for possible infections for a bit. Just a few days,then you're good to go."
Noah nodded and the doctor literally ran out.
We laughed.
"I love you." Noah smiled.
"Love you more."
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