Dark Lover ♡-- Bradley Bradshaw 'Rooster' x Dark Romance

Scar

--- Rooster's Point of View ---

I watched her move for just a second before going downstairs, mostly because I wanted to make sure that she was okay.

I knew that she was military trained, and she was brilliant in so many ways, but this is the first time I saw her be tactful with her movements was clear they were second nature to her.

And for reasons that I didn't quite understand that fact turned me on more than anything, I had to recenter my focus for a moment to go downstairs and sweep the area.

The moment my feet hit the bottom step I felt a cool breeze flow over me and saw it. There was a cellar storm door in the basement, and it was wide open.

Instantly I moved quickly and walked up the steps doing a sweep with my firearms, I could have sworn when I looked last this door was locked with a bolt lock, looking down I saw that there was no chain or lock – what the fuck had happened to it.

I moved quick into the forest when I saw the foot prints, I moved quickly and efficiently, making sure to look around me to make sure that no one could really sneak up on me.

I was about a half mile down the road on the side forest when I saw someone moving quickly, I had a burst of energy as I started to run forward with a burst of energy.

"Freeze, I have a gun aimed." I announced and the person stopped mid step and seemed to stumble little a bit but seemed to stop himself from falling, the person was male wearing all black, in the slight light from the neighbor's house I saw he was wearing military boots.

- Without even seeing him directly I knew who it was, I just fucking knew, I knew this man, I had been with him long enough to know the shape of him, and the smell of his perfume was noticeable.

"Jake..."

There was a long-drawn-out pause, I had said his name so softly that I wondered if he had even heard me. After a few moments I heard him let out a soft sigh of deafest, I felt my heart jump a little, I knew that sigh, it was him.

"Bradley..."

I gasped in shock, it was him, instantly I lowered my gun and walked forward, I reached out and touched his shoulder, almost as if I wanted to prove to myself that he was real.

The moment I touched his shoulder he tensed up, almost as if my very touch hurt him.

"You're alive..."

"That's one way to put it."

I moved my arm to turn him around and he didn't move, he held his body straight.

"Hangman..."

"Please Rooster..."

"Why are you...please turn and face me."

"I really shouldn't, you really won't like to see."

After another moment he let me turn to face him, his hood was up and he slowly pulled it down. It took me a moment to focus more clearly and then I saw his face, half of it was horribly scarred, and it looked like it was still healing, and his hand was burned as well.

"Fuck...Hangman..."