A Soft Devil (COMPLETED)

Chapter 9

The boys and I turned around to face Frank and Lina with grocery bags in their hands. My eyes traveled to Frank who looked like he didn't get sleep at all, maybe even cried, with how red his eyes looked. He looked like he just rolled out of bed too with his sloppy attire.

"Something's wrong with Lily," Chris answered him.

Frank dropped the grocery bags and quickly walked to the side of Lily. He kneeled down to her side.
"Baby what's wrong?" He asked while placing one hand on her shoulder and the other on her side.

She slowly lifted her head to meet Frank's face, and when I saw her face, a little of my heart broke. Her eyes were watery and red from crying, but it was the expression that was in them and on her face that made me feel for her. She looked terrified and broken. If part of me felt for a complete stranger, I couldn't imagine what it must've felt like for Frank, her lover, to see her face like that. I'm sure it broke his heart.

"Frank?" Lily faintly whisper when she made eye contact with him.

"Yes baby. It's me," he answered tightening his grip around her shoulder.

Her once calm face gradually turned to a frown causing more tears to spill from her eyes. "Frank," she said again before she broke down.

He quickly pulled her in a hug, so she could cry on his shoulder. She wrapped herself around him tighter than a snake about to kill its prey. She cries were muffled, but everybody in the room could hear them clearly. I don't know if it was her face or her crying that made me want to kill her rapists. Those pigs needed to pay somehow for doing what they did to her. Them rotting in hell for all eternity will only be half of the justice Lily deserves for what those pieces of scums did to her. Frank lifted himself and her up to walk out the dining room, and I'm assuming, up the stairs.

When they left the room, Lina's voice filled the room, "what the fuck did y'all niggas do?" Lina asked with exhaustion.

"We were just talking about how we're going to get justice for her," Alex said.

"No you weren't," Grayson spoke up making everybody look his way.

"Excuse me?"

"You guys were talking about how you're going to hunt down and kill her rapists, and you," Grayson paused to look over at his brother. He pointed at him, "you were the worst of all."

"How?"

"Asking a fuckin rape victim to tell her story when she clearly wasn't ready or for her rapists! Then saying you were going to kill the twisted assholes who did this to her! Are you fuckin stupid?"

"You make it sound like it's a bad idea," Ethan said.

"It's not a bad idea. It's a terrible idea. She's already the victim on a horrid crime. Why the fuck would she want to be the witness of another?"

"She hears violence everyday."

"Do you hear what you're saying right now? Do you know how fuckin stupid you sound!" He yelled at the boys before walking to the door. Before he walked out of the dinning room, he turned back to look at them with disgust. "You guys didn't even let her talk."

We heard his heavy footsteps in the living room, and the front door slam. The boys were quiet for a while until Lina spoke up, "what the fuck is wrong with y'all niggas?"