ℂorruption➼ Devil Louis & Dark Angel Niall

❉ Chapter 3 ❉

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"Scarlett!" My brother's call from downstairs startled me. His voice had an edge to it, and his forced breaths could be heard as he leapt up the steps, two at a time, arms swinging back and forth.

"Are you alright?" He held my face and stared into my eyes.

Never had I seen his hazel eyes -like my own- bore into mine with such intensity. It soothed me terribly and that only frightened me as I lay my trembling hands over his own, his image in front of my eyes blurring. My mind took this as a sign he was disappearing, that like my father, the devil was claiming him.

But, what blurred his image wasn't the devil, thankfully.

Just my sadness.

A single tear slipped from the corner of his eyes, and I observed them for seconds as I watched his thick, raven black eyelashes settle beneath his eyebrows with every blink. He looked away when he noticed my uncomfortable staring, only to reveal it was to take in his surroundings.

His jaw tensed at the destroyed battleground my mother's bedroom had become, but he'd lost his angry demeanour when wide eyes lay on the far wall.

The room was engulfed in silence with only the muffled sobbing of my mother until Caleb shot up, fists clenched at his sides.

"I. Will. Kill. That fucking. Twat." His glare at the red wall hardened as he spoke word by word. There was no glint, not one glimmer. It was hard to believe this was The Caleb: my brother, I was gazing at.

His voice, a quiet, yet threatening lace of emotion spoke, "Devil or not, I will not let him hurt anyone else, let alone touch my baby sister."

And then, just like that, his eyes softened. From hard rock, to thin, pale liquid, he collapsed at my side, his heavy breathing more than audible. It dusted across my face as his large, protective hands held my face, his thumbs caressing my cheeks. Snapping left and right, up and down, his eyes searched me for any clues of emotion.

He shook his head in disbelief when his eyes averted to mother, and he whispered, "I'm sorry."

My face was emotionless, but my mind was on the verge of exploding with tears and sadness and anger and confusion and hurt. I stared down at the ground for a moment but my eyes widened in shock when Caleb suddenly wrapped his arms around me. His lean body towered over me, a tall building against a petite cottage and I couldn't help but release a cry.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry," He jaggedly whispered against my neck, but my grip around him tightened, even though at this moment, I hated him. I squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to hold in the pain, but failed miserably. I just needed someone to hold me. Caleb preferably, even though I'd been screaming at him minutes before this incident. "Shh, baby girl. Please don't cry. It breaks my heart," Caleb murmured as he placed a kiss on my jaw.

"He's gone." I whimpered, my heart hurting like a billion rocks were pressed on it.

"I know, Scarlett, I know. I'm sorry." And after minutes of laying in Caleb's warmth and gasps of cries, Caleb was the one to lean back and gaze into my eyes. He was quiet for a minute, simply looking at me, but then his emotion changed, like he'd just realised something more than important. "Scarlett," he began. "I love you. I love you so much. I don't know why. But I love you too much, and it hurts, Scarlett." His sad, however, caring gaze moved to my hands, and he held them firmly within his own. I flinched back momentarily and hurt flashed in the beautiful hazel of his eyes for a second before he decided on ignoring it.