The Soul Factor (BL)

Chapter 19

If you kick me when I'm down, you better pray I don't get up.

Sarian's pov:

I stood there looking at Cassian wide eyed. He just revealed himself to my entire family and looks like he's going to murder my uncle.

"Cassian." I called out to him to get him to look at me.

A red fog showed out of him and pushed everyone into the walls. I was still struggling to get off the ground when I watched him jump onto my uncle and start punching him.

"Cassian! Stop!" I struggled to stand. "Let go!" I growled. I needed to help my uncle.

Without much effort, I got pushed away. My uncle tried fighting him off and he managed to push him away. My brothers had all gotten up and came to my uncle's aid holding Cassian down.

Cassian pushed them all off and I ran over to him. If it came down to it and I had to defend him against my family then I would. I stood in front of him. "Get back." I growled to my family. Their steps halted for a second. "Cassian....calm down."

His eyes were still flashing red, his entire focus still on my uncle and as he was about to try and jump him again I teleported us back into my cabin.

Cassian breathed heavily, heaving. His eyes were an even darker red than usual. "Why did you take me out?"

"You need to calm down."

Cassian got a hold of my neck and for a second I thought he would snap it. I guess he was gonna snap it because there was conflict going on between them. It was visible in his eyes. He stepped back, his eyes now green. He looked at me. "Red wanted to kill you, guess who just saved your ass right now."

My heart dropped. I looked at Cassian like he was a stranger. "Stay away from my uncle. You're clearly unstable." I was talking more to Red than Cassian.

"I told you, Red doesn't like that guy and he doesn't like you calling him 'my uncle'." He walked back and took a seat. "You were supposed to cook for me, weren't you?"

I scoffed. "Right...cook for you because that's all I'm good for right? I'm just here to please you and be at your beck and call." I rolled my eyes. "Grow the fuck up. He's my uncle whether you like it or not. I understand what he supposedly did to your past lover, but that doesn't change the fact that he saved me."

"That is a conversation between you and Red right now I am fuckin ordering you to cook me food!" He yelled the last part.

I looked at him in disbelief. "I don't take orders." I shook my head. "Starve."

"You're going to cook." He warned while getting up then standing right in front of me.

"Cassian. I'm not in the mood, get the fuck away from me." I pushed him back.

"Did you just push me?" Cassian walked closer, anger evident in his face. He held my head and showed me the worst image I have ever seen in my entire life.

I was back on the streets of hell. Suffering, fighting every day to survive. All the pain and suffering I went through back then, I felt it again. This time it seemed ten times more intense.

I screamed while falling to my knees, fighting all the images. I don't know how long it lasted but when he finally let go I could hardly function or even breathe well as my head was messed up.

I scooted away from him. This was one of the few times I felt actual fear. I'm scared of him. I'm scared of Cassian...I'm scared of Red. I have to leave. I have to leave now.

He walked closer to me and squatted next to me. "Are you going to cook or should we try that again?"

I slowly stood up, trembling. "I-" I nodded. "I have to get in- ingredients." I said, looking at the floor.

He held onto my shoulder and teleported us back to his apartment. "Everything you need is here."

I nodded. "What do you want?" I couldn't look at him at all. It made me physically sick.

"Anything you make is fine." He smiled but I could not even look at him.

I nodded. He had everything to make macaroni and cheese so I made that for him. I put the bowl down in front of him, but kept my distance. "It's hot." I warned before taking a seat the furthest away from him.

"Why do I feel like you're avoiding me?" He took his first fork his eyes on the plate more than me. He finally lifted them. "Are you?" I shook my head. "Then why are you acting like this?" He put the fork down and walked over to me, holding onto my chin. "It was not personal, what I showed you."

I looked away from him and nodded. I was scared to say something that'd piss him off and make me go through that again.

"Here have some." He handed me a fork filled with food.

"I'm....not hungry."

"Sarian just!!!" He yelled, the fork landing on the ground accidentally. "Don't make me repeat myself again." He gritted his teeth.

I flinched. I felt like that same helpless kid I was fifteen years ago. "You're scaring me." My voice cracked and my vision was blurred from the tears building up in my eyes.

He held my chin. "You haven't apologized for pushing me now you're playing the victim."

"I'm- I'm not." I shook my head. I want to leave. "Can I leave?"

"No, you can't." He almost growled. "Apologize."

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

He held me and pulled me into a hug. "Never push me like that again." He pulled back with a smile as if everything is fixed. "Now do you want to eat some food?"

I nodded. "Can-" I closed my mouth and stared at the bowl of macaroni.

"What?" He smiled.

"Can I leave now?"

"Where do you want to go?" He continued eating as he pulled a chair next to mine.

"Home." I purchased an apartment on earth along with the cabin. I can't go back to hell, and I don't want to stay here.

"I was thinking you make this a home." He glanced around. "I have lived alone for a long time. I want you start staying here."

I shook my head. I can't live in fear everyday. I wanted to yell at him. "I have a home."

"Did it sound like I asked?" He stared at me. "Answer me did I ask?"

"No."

"I know you're scared of me right now and as much as I like it, it will go away." He stood up, his plate now empty. "I need some rest, go to your place and bring all your stuff here and don't think about going to hell." He stopped at the door to his bedroom. "Don't try it."

I nodded. I tried thinking of places I could go to escape him.