Redemption || MorMor

Clean Slate

It felt strange for Sebastian to go back to that house, Jim's house. It was a place he thought he would never go back to. Yet there he was, carrying Jim into the house and putting him down on the bed.

He enjoyed having him in his arms once again. It was a feeling he hadn't felt for a long time and he was glad for it. He'd missed the weight of his small body and frame clinging onto him, as if incapable of doing anything himself. He liked being relied on, which he realised as he took him upstairs and kissed his forehead.

"Now this is going to be a bit awkward." Sebastian said, remembering suddenly.

"What is?"

"Well since I left you, Florence has been living with me. The girl you took. She still lives with me. I don't think she's going to want to even meet her torturer, let alone live with him."

Jim nodded, having suspected this might have been the case. "Maybe you could-"

Rrrriiinnnggg

Sebastian reached into his pocket and answered his phone. It was Florence. She was sobbing on the other end.

"Flo - what's wrong? What's happened? Where are you?" Sebastian went into instant Dad-mode and began to freak out.

"It's Harry, he's-he hit me- so I ran and now I don't - I don't know where I am."

"He fucking what?" Seb felt his blood boil and his killer instinct which he tried so hard to leave behind start to kick in again. "I want you to come- no. I'll find you. Turn your location on. I'll be there in five." He hung up and turned to Jim. "If it's not one drama, it's another. I have to go. I'll be back soon I promise." He kissed his forehead. "I will have to bring her back here... Apologize to her." And with that, left.

Using some app he would get into a lot of trouble for having, he discovered where she was and found her in an alley. She was leaning against the wall, crying and hugging herself. Seb rushed over to her and she sobbed into him. "I'm sorry-I didn't mean to inconvenience you-"

"Don't be silly." He sighed, glad to feel her in his arms and to know that she was okay. "It's my job to make sure you're okay." He whispered into her hair, which was matted and messy. He lead her into the car and wrapped a blanket around her in the passenger's seat. She looked at him, with frightened eyes. She was still shaking. "Sweetie, I have news."

"What news?"

Seb then explained the situation and what he had found himself in. She nodded like she understood and it was okay, but she held back tears.

"Do I have to go back there?"

This stopped Seb. His words caught in his mouth. "That... was the plan. Yes."

"You're sure he's changed? 100%?"

"I've never seen him like this before... He couldn't even stand up. He couldn't hurt you even if he wanted to, believe me. I really am sorry to have to do this to you. I just - I need to find this guy."

"What are you going to do?"

"Take care of him. Not in a good way. Obviously."

He then drove her back to their place and she let herself inside, Seb watching after her and feeling worse by the moment. Then he drove, breaking all the limits, to where he knew the boy would be. The pub. He heard from the tender there that Harry would go there on Fridays.

So he got there, slamming the door as he went inside. He spotted him from the back of his head. He walked over to him and slammed his hand down onto the table in front of him. "Harry."