The Last Hour

Part 10

Roan's POV:

I could not believe that Lilian sold her damn soul to Cronus to keep me safe, I look at the guy who still hasn't told me his name and I can't help but look him over. "Why Lilian?" I simply ask my older sister with a questioning look. 

Lilian doesn't reply to my question, her eyes now not meeting my gaze. She was heartbroken due to the captor telling me what the reason was.

I could hear the captor give out a sigh, I look over at him and I say to him, "Why?" Desperation was hinted in my voice because I only want answers and I chew on my lower lip.

He looks up at me, his grayish-blue eyes staring at me and shrugs his shoulders. "That's what siblings do, they protect the ones that they love," he responded truthfully, and says to my sister, "Why'd Cronus want to kill me?"

Lilian looks at him, a look of defeat on her face and says, "Because you're looking for him."

I quickly glance at him, noting how well that shirt he wore fit him so well and I bite my lower lip. I look back at my sister and put on a mask to cover the emotions that past my face. "Can we leave?" I asked the guy, putting a bored look on.

He looks at me, his grayish-blue eyes soften slightly and puts away the gun. He starts to untie my sister, his shirt lifts up slightly; showing some skin.

I couldn't help but stare at the little amount of skin that showed and I begin to have inappropriate thoughts about my sisters' captor.

Lilian rubs her wrists, wincing slightly at the red marks that showed and looks at me. She raised an eyebrow at me, her eyes slid to where I was staring and a smile plays on her lips; clearly approving. She clears her throat and says, "Thank you, Bram... I appreciate it. Roan you ready?"

I blush slightly, looking at my sister and I clear my throat and I respond, "Yes, I am ready. Thanks Bram, hope to meet you again." I wrap an arm around my sister, noticing she was dehydrated and I wonder what he did to make her like this.

Bram grabs me by the wrist and says, "Wait you two, Cronus will suspect something is up if you two come back with no injuries."

My sister scoffs at him, holding up her two wrists and says, "Is this good enough for injuries?" Clearly she hasn't forgiven him all the way.

Bram looks at me, his grasp on my wrist tightens and his eyes told me everything.

I give out a sigh, I turn around to face him and say, "Alright." I could hear Lilian about to protest and I glance at her; I shake my head no.

Bram's POV:

I give Roan a look, which he clearly understood and I know that I will regret it. I let go of his wrist when he shook his head no to his sister. I set my gun on the coffee table and say, "You sure?" God, why is he so damn hot? I can't even look at him because I am going to beat the shit out of him so it looks believable to Cronus that he got his sister in struggle.

Roan looks at me, pursing his lips together and clears his throat. Nodding, he says, "Yeah."

Lilian shakes her head at me, telling me not to do it.

I chew on my lower lip as I debate about it and I sigh. I grab my blade out of my pants leg and I point it at Roan's chest. I could tell that he had a deal of muscle underneath his shirt and it took me every inch of me to not touch him.

He winces slightly, grabbing my shoulder to keep himself upright and looks me in the eyes. Blood wells up, tainting his white shirt red.

I drag the blade across his chest slowly, a pang of regret settles in my chest and I look at the blood that now goes down his well sculpted chest. I try my best not to stare at his chest, I pull my blade away from his chest and look at the injury I gave him.

Roan grabs the blade, taking it out of my hands and drags it across his shoulder blade. He sets it on the chair and says to me, "Punch me."

I raise an eyebrow at him, I look at his sister and notice she was in the hallway. I look back at him, watching his shirt getting soaked in blood and I say, "No."

He smirks at me, his eyes glittering with laughter and says, "Afraid of hurting me? Just so you know this was your idea."

I give out a shaky breath, I curl up my fingers to make a fist and I punch him across the face; hard. I wince as I draw my fist back as I watched him stagger back a few steps.

He catches the couch before falling, he looks up at me and I notice that I gave him a cut lip and a bruised cheek. He touched his lip, hissing in pain and says, "Damn, you punch hard." A small smile plays in his lips as he looks at me.

I give out a weak laugh, shaking my head and run my finger through my hair. I say to him, "Do you usually ask guys that you first meet to punch you?"

Roan laughs lowly at my question, he glances over to his sister and then looks back at me. "Not usually, but then again I usually don't meet hot, attractive guys like you." He truthfully responds to my question, he stands up straight.

I muster the blush that tried to sneak up onto my face and I noticed that Lilian was slowly making her way down the stairs. I look back at Roan, knowing that he had to go now and I say, "I think you better get going."

Stupid me, curse my damn mouth for saying that and I can't keep it hidden anymore that I like him.

Roan pursed his lips together, nodding and says, "Yeah... See you soon?" He clutches his injury on his chest as if it gave him pain and I wish I could fix him. He heads out the door, limping slightly.

I watch him and his sister walk down the steps and out of the building. I give out a groan, I shut my door and plop down onto the couch. I rub my face in utter exhaustion and think, You are going to be the death of me, Roan. I swear.

----Quick mote from Author----
Alright I hope you like Roan's point of view. I wasn't quite sure if I wanted to do another POV while writing this chapter and yet I did it. Please tell me what you think and tell me if I should do another Roan POV. Until then I bid you ado.

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