Survived Me: a Shatter Me fan-fiction (Warnette)

Chapter 135 - Karma

⚠️TW⚠️
Torture (of Anderson, don't worry)
Detail/graphic detail of torture
Mentions of abuse/child abuse

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JULIETTE'S POV:

The scene in front of me is something I can only describe as unimaginable. Juliette, my Juliette, my fiancée, has my father withering on the floor, her hands tight around his neck as she clearly is using her powers on him. My father is vibrating with electric currents or whatever it is that Juliette can radiate that enforces such agony.

"Get... off... of... me..." Anderson gasps through rapid, pained breaths that are becoming shorter and weaker with each word.

Juliette looks down at him, her hands only tightening around his throat, causing his eyes to bulge, his airway now seems to be restricted. "Awe," she says, smirking, "you aren't so strong now, are you?"

"Juliette," James says, his voice small and terrified, "a-are you going to kill him?"

That causes a moment of pause for Juliette, a moment that my father acts upon - yet, not fast enough as Juliette uses one of the combat moves I taught her, pinning him back to the ground. "Not so fast, old man."

Shock refills his face, clearly not expecting that she's capable of that sort of move.

Juliette remains pinning Anderson but looks up at James. "James, please go back to your room." She smiles at him, friendly this time - not like she smirked at my father, with murderous intent.

"Kill him, Juliette." James says, the words sound completely innocent coming from him. He looks small and vulnerable. "Make sure he goes to hell."

"Soldier Hale," Juliette turns, facing all of us. "Please escort James back to his room and make sure he is safe."

Soldier Hale, one of the high ranking that sat in on this now completely hurricane of a meeting, goes towards James, standing next to him. He turns, saluting Juliette, "yes madam supreme." And just like that, James and Soldier Hale walk off, towards James's bedroom.

"Now," she turns her gaze back to Anderson who is still gasping in pain and for air at the same time, "you are invisible? Or so you claim, because I bet you if I removed your head from the rest of your body you'd be sent down to the very pits of hell." Juliette's words don't come out sounding angry, they don't need to, the look on her face shows just how livid she is. Her cheeks are red with rage, jaw clenched as tightly as possible. "But I am not going to give you that mercy yet." She removes her hands from around his neck, moving her hand so it's on his bare hand, still sending seeding pain into him. "First I want you to feel every single whip you lashed on your son. Every insult you excused as acceptable. Every once of terror you made him endure." Her grip on his arm tightens, her finger nails digging into his red raw flesh. "I am going to make sure you experience all the pain you put Leila Warner through."

I swallow a lump in my throat. I have never seen Juliette this angry before, in fact it's rare she is angry at all. I have no idea if I am more scared or turned on right now... I think it's the latter... yeah, definitely the latter.

"Delelui, take this low life piece of shit to the holding cells in the dungeon. Sonya, Sara you go with him to make sure you keep this unfortunate waste of space alive, but don't spare the medical supplies to make his pain go away."

And just like that, Delelui has a, now limp, Anderson in his arms, hauling him over his shoulder and taking him out the room, Sonya and Sara following closely behind him.

"What the fuck J?!" Kenji shouts from beside me. "That was awesome!" He runs over to her, stopping abruptly before hugging her, asking, "are your power off now, because I actually like the feeling of not having a shock of pain in my body?"

Juliette rolls her eyes playfully, huffing out a laugh. "Yes Kenji, they are off."

Kishimoto warps her up in a hug that makes me want nothing more than to rip his head clean off his body and claim her hold as my own, but I don't. I can't.

I am stuck in place, almost like I'm shell shocked. My mouth is slightly open and I can feel my lips drying as seconds tick by.
I try to move, try and show her just how incredible she is for what she just did - for how great full I am that she did that and all the things she said for me. I really do try, but I can't.

"Hey Kenji, could you give us a minute?" Juliette pulls away from her best friend, looking at me with love and sympathy.

Without a word, Kishimoto leaves the room and it's only now that I notice that everyone else in the room is long gone. I have no idea when they all left but now it's just Juliette and I in the meeting room. Alone.

"Are you okay, Aaron?" She takes a step closer towards me but she is hesitant. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." Another step closer. "Please don't hate me." Another step closer. "I might have gone a little too far." Step closer. "Did I overstep?" Another step. "Did I upset you?" She takes the last step before she is directly in front of me and that is when I crack.

I wrap my arms around her, soft sobs pulled from my chest. "Thank you." I whisper, kissing the top of her head as I try to express my overwhelming gratitude for what she just did. "Juliette, you have no idea what that meant to me."

She pulls back slightly, still in my arms but now she is leaning her forehead against mine. She lifts her gentle hand, the same one that was, only seconds ago, torturing my father, she wipes away my stray tears as they fall.

By god I love this girl.

I love her so much I am unable to comprehend how my heart hasn't exploded yet.

She is my everything, my world. My Juliette.

My Juliette.

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Word count: 1053

(A/N): (Ah! Yes I love Juliette in her bad ass era!)

(I'm so sorry it's been so long! I'm trying to keep all my book up to date, I promise.)