Oneshots Pt.2 (BxB, GxG)

You are never alone (GxG)

"Today has got to be the worst day in the history of bad days" I say as I wipe the dried blood of my face. I heard a chuckle from behind me and I already knew this day was going to get worse. A small five foot guy stood behind me, probably from one of the local gangs. The next thing I knew he threw his body weight behind the fist that edged closer to my face, it hit my jaw with such force blood pooled into my mouth. Pain erupted from the point of impact.

"Hah that was a good throw, from such a small man you have a powerful punch" I laughed as I moved closer to him, with my own two hands I grasped his head in my hands and brought my knee cap up to his nose, there was a blunt crack and I released his dark-haired head. Crimson leaked from both his nostrils and his nose was twisted right. He drew his fist back again and it ploughed into my stomach. My guts smashed together, blood vessels bursting. I repaid this by punching his jaw, my fist collided with all my body weight. I continued with this battering until he fell to the floor. His chest gently rose and sank with each shallow breath he drew in, I smirked.

"You'll be dead soon enough I hope you enjoy the last miserable moments of your life" I walked back to my car and drove home. As soon as I got to the door I flung it open and proceeded to throw myself onto the sofa.

"Bad day" I groaned as I heard the voice from the kitchen.

"I lost my wallet" I groaned as I turned around and pulled my shirt up a little. Purple welts were scattered across my abdomen like a disease. It hurt to breath and I wondered if some ribs were cracked. My roommate gingerly walked out of the kitchen with multicolour bruises littering her face.

"Did he do this to you?" she didn't say anything but looked down at the floor like it was her fault. She told me that there wasnt usually nothing physical about the abuse, but she was shattered nonetheless. Every facet of her personality was denigrated and shunned. She was less than nothing, not even as loved as an object to be used. Every look that came her way was laced with contempt, annoyance. I should have noticed.

"Where is he!" she gave me the address as helped her into the car, I was gonna break every bone in his body, he was going to remember what he did to her and Ill make sure of it. I burst into his office ignoring all the gentleman looking at me and focused to the bastard behind the table.

"What!" he sneered at me and then his expression changed as he saw Luna. Words flew from Luna's mouth that Id never thought she'd even think, let alone say out loud. She knew instantly from the look in his eyes that they'd hit their mark. His face twisted in anger, the men were swiftly ordered out of the room. What a shame they might have saved him from the beating hes about to receive. When it comes to the fight there's no honour, no code. All that matters are the wins and I take nothing for granted. All my boys have the exits covered, there's nowhere to run. I'd offer him peace but he doesnt deserve it. Then the first blow comes. I slide over the desk and capture him with my legs around his neck and the momentum slams his body to the ground. Each thigh is by his head, giving a tight squeeze.

"I remember this position with your pretty roommate that was until I choked her out" he had a deadly smirk on his face. I hauled to his feet and slammed him onto his desk. I snapped his right leg so he couldnt run like a coward. Swing after swing there was a satisfy crack, blood began to pour from his face but that made no difference to me.

"How weak you are. This isn't cruelty, this is mercy and justice combined" I smirked turning his favourite phase against him. I wasnt thinking when I let out my boiling anger and swung my tight fist, too quick and potent, into Johns defined jaw; the impact like thousands of venomous blades piercing apart my clammed fist. It led me to one conclusion: that it hurt. His body went limp and his breathing was laboured, my job was done. I glanced up to see my sister, I expected the look of fear and hatred on her face, seeing what she loved being beaten half to death but there a distinct look of pride on her face.

"Thank you" she had tears in her eyes as she sunk to the floor, I was quick my feet to help her out of the room and back to the car.
"Why didn't you tell me anything" I said as I wipes the tears from her eyes. she looked up at me.
"I thought he loved me and that I was alone" I smiled at her I cupped her face and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
"You are never alone" she smiled and placed her head on my shoulder.