The Devil's Son

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~Kyle POV~

When I came back upstairs Trinity rushed over to me and scanned me for any marks, but there was none.

"He didn't beat you? Smack you?...Anything?" She asked concerned, but I only shook my head.

"Nope, just roughed me up a little but I could take it!" I say as I hid any alarming expression on my face so that Trinity couldn't think that something was wrong.

"...Whoa! You mean...he could like you?" She asked alarmed.

But I knew otherwise. I knew he'd only hurt her worse if I spoke up and told her. Or worse...he'd go back to the sick and twisted games that he only started. I was not going to accept that. Not to Trinity.

"Y-yeah!" I reply, seeking to look shocked. Only, I looked everything but shocked at this point. Instantly, I look away before she realizes the guilt plastered on my face and then I return her back with a comfort smile when I look back at her.

I hope she can forgive me for this. Or at least realizes that I never once had the intention to lie to her.

I place my hand under her's and pick her hand up, kissing it lightly. "Let's get out of here..." I say softly, as I look into her eyes.

"NO!" I hear the height of her voice pick up, as the whisper of others pick up, and at that moment I instantly place her hand down concerned to see her like this.

"Trinity...What's wrong?" I watch her totally alarmed.

It was  that split second she was looking at me, that the girl I knew and loved disappeared on her. She was just stressed and frightened.

I need to get her out of here.

Only, before I could finish my thought, rough hands grabbed my shoulders and pinned me to the wall, as I then faced a man who I'd surely remember for the rest of my life.

I faced what I was bound to face sooner, or later. Yet, the intentions were higher, and my utter fears were coming into reality.

"Well, hello Scrawny boy! How many times are we going to meet again, today?" He chuckled as he glared at me. Alex, was the one guy I didn't want to deal with and with Trinity on her knees she begged him to put me down.

"Alex, just go to hell and die already!" I snarled at him, there was no way I was going to take this. Especially twice in one day. With his accomplishes not with him, I could take him. A one on one, it seemed like a fair match. Only, if his pals were with him, there would be no way I'd be able to fight my battle alone.

"Oh, I will...Only, I believe that I'll take you with me! Ha-ha!" He laughed, almost in a sinister way as if he thought he found his clear joy now.

That's when the one question slipped out of his mouth, and reached my ears, sending me to the pits of hell.

"Why are you with my sister, dork face?" My eyes lit on that question, and I stared at him dumb founded that any of that could even be possible.

"What do you mean, 'your sister'?" I asked, as I didn't believe what I was hearing.

"Exactly what I just said, Moron! She's MY sister!! What part of that don't you understand!?!! Do you need me to translate it in moron language for you?!!" He asked, as he was getting more irritated, and I was getting more and more frightened for Trinity.

The one girl, who I've known for years, is related to my worst enemy and  her father is a troll. How could that be! How could I, the person who was by her side, not have known that she was related to the Idiot. Clearly, something hasn't been functioning in my brain to notice it.

"Obviously, I don't understand the 'SISTER' part, because she can't be Satan's sister! Bullshit doesn't come out of her mouth, like it does yours! Leave your fantasies in your dreams, because they'll never come true for you!" I bluntly say, as I point it out.

"Listen here, smart boy! If I wanted to right now, I could drop kick you so hard, you won't even wake up to see the next morning! I don't think you want your funeral any time soon.." He leaned closer, and snarled into my ear. "Do you?"

I never felt so threatened in my life, but the low tone he had with a rusty hint to it, I knew he was being serious.

Instantly, I did what I felt as though I had to.

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