UNWANTED DEVOTION

HIS FAULT OR NOT HIS...

Kian's POV

Watching the news about Crystal and hearing people say so many disgusting things about her made my blood boil, ready to kill everyone. But then...

"You have to leave her..." Dad suddenly said, and my mind went blank.

"Yes, son, you have to leave her. That girl has destroyed our reputation," Mom said again, and I turned around, meeting her gaze.

"I love her," I said blankly, looking into her eyes. She stared back at me coldly.

"Love can happen twice," Mom said, and I couldn't even control my tongue when those words left my mouth.

"Like you did with her father..."

A hard punch landed on my face. Dad glared at me furiously.

"WATCH YOUR MOUTH! SHE IS MY WIFE!" he shouted.

"AND SHE IS MINE!" I shouted back in anger.

"She can't be your wife, son. She is not what you deserve. She is the daughter of who-knows-who. Ryan wasn't even her father..." Mom tried to explain, but I wasn't in the condition to listen.

"HER MOM WAS THE ONE, NOT HER! SHE IS MY WIFE, THE GIRL YOU TOOK CARE OF FROM CHILDHOOD!" I shouted again, trying to make them understand, but neither was ready to listen.

"KIAN, LOWER YOUR VOICE! SHE IS YOUR MOM!" Dad shouted, and I lowered my head, knowing my fault.

"Son..." Mom said, coming closer and placing her hand on my cheek.

"We will find you another girl. Forget Crystal. She doesn't deserve to stand with the Blackwells," Mom said again, and my anger and frustration returned. Pushing her hand away from my face, I looked at her.

"Leave, Dad, Mom..." I said. She froze, looking at me in shock.

"What the heck are you saying? He is my husband!" Mom said angrily, and I took a step back.

"Then she is my wife too. I hope you have a safe journey," I said, turning my back to leave when suddenly...

"SHE IS THE DAUGHTER OF A WHORE, AND THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS IT, KIAN!" Dad shouted.

I turned to him, my eyes red, my veins popping, my fists curling in anger.

"EVEN IF SHE IS, SHE IS MINE! MY WIFE! AND DAD, PLEASE, FOR FUCK'S SAKE, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I shouted.

"WHAT MAGIC HAS SHE DONE, HUH? IS SHE AS GOOD AS HER MOM IN SPREADING HER LEGS?"

A sudden voice echoed, and I saw nothing but red. Running towards that bastard, I started punching Aron. Then Mom said...

"ISN'T HE SAYING THE TRUTH? THAT'S ALL WE CAN EXPECT FROM THE DAUGHTER OF A PROSTITUTE!"

My fist froze mid-air, unsure where to direct my anger. What should I say? How could I defend her when it was my own mom and dad?

"Throw her out of your life, Kian, or I will kill her! That man likes her, so we've decided to give her to him," Mom said.

My hand moved instinctively, and before I could grasp what was happening, it connected harshly with Mom's cheek.

"Kian..."

Crystal's voice came. She stood there wrapped in a long robe. Mom ran towards her, leaving me. Crystal stopped in the middle, looking at her, her eyes still asking me questions about what was happening.

Mom got close to her and slapped her hard.

"MOM!" I shouted, trying to go towards her, but Dad held my hand.

"Take her with you," Mom said, and Aron started moving towards Crystal.

I stood there, numb, my mind unable to process what was happening.

"Look at her clothes, son. Doesn't she look like a whore?" Mom said.

"Just because of this witch, you decided to slap me, right?" Mom crouched down, pulling Crystal's hair. Crystal cried out in pain, and Mom slapped her hard again.

She walked a little away, and Aron crouched down, trying to touch Crystal. She quickly backed away, scared.

I wanted nothing more than to wrap her in my arms, but I couldn't. Dad's grip on my hand stopped me.

Crystal was crying in pain when Mom placed her heel on Crystal's hand. My tears fell automatically as she collapsed on the floor, fainting.

"Birdy..."

The word escaped my lips. How could my parents do all this? Didn't they know she was my breath? My eyes stayed on Crystal, but my mind went blank, unable to think or act.

"Aaaa..." Crystal screamed, and I saw Aron slap her hard.

"BASTARD!" I shouted, trying to free my arm from Dad's grip.

Aron's son came near, whispering something in Aron's ear. Aron smirked and said to Mom, "My son wants to know how she looks under her clothes before taking her."

I lost it. My mind saw only red. Grabbing the vase from the table, I smashed it over Dad's head, and he collapsed.

Mom's eyes widened in shock. She ran towards him, leaving Crystal behind. Aron followed her.

"He's dead," Aron said, and I froze.

Mom looked at me, betrayal in her tear-filled eyes.

"You... killed him..." she stuttered.

"YOU FUCKING KILLED HIM FOR THAT WHORE!" she shouted, standing up angrily and slapping me repeatedly.

I stood there, numb, accepting her anger silently.

Then she ran towards Crystal, picking up a knife from the table.

"Mom, no!" I shouted, running after her. Crystal opened her teary eyes just then.

Mom screamed, "I WILL KILL YOU, BITCH!"

Aron and his son ran too. I was a little far when Aron stabbed the knife into Mom's back. She froze.

I ran and pulled the knife out, but Aron's son lunged at me, and we fought hand-to-hand. My eyes shifted away from Crystal for a moment, and I saw Aron dragging her away.

I ran towards him, leaving his son. Aron's son had the knife and was ready to attack me, but I didn't care. All I wanted was Crystal in my arms.

Everything went silent when the knife Aron's son aimed at me accidentally hit Aron's chest. Yet Aron didn't stop. He pulled the knife from his chest and aimed it at Crystal's neck.

"This time, I'll either have her or kill her," he said, ready to slice her throat.

Before he could, I pushed his son harshly away and snatched the knife, slicing Aron's throat. His blood dripped down onto Crystal, painting her red.

Aron's son got up quickly and ran towards me, punching me repeatedly. I fought back, trying to defend myself. He tried many times to escape the knife I held, but I managed to wound his stomach.

Crystal's teary eyes stared at the scene, her gaze fixed on my back, filled with nothing but hatred, before everything turned dark.

 ( I told you already dont trust aron quickly )