16 - death sentence

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Ember Harper's POV:

Hours have passed and we stayed in the same position, comfortable silence surrounding us as both of us drowned in our own thoughts.

I was facing the window, so I could greet the sun that was peeking behind the tall hills decorated in thick woods that I was once I freezing, just at this time.

Two weeks went by with the strong wind, we were slowly approaching scolding hot summer air.

The silence was interrupted by the clicking sound of the door handle that suddenly sounded obnoxiously loud.
Turning my head alarmingly, I saw Christian's flushed face as it mirrored shock.
At first I wondered why, but soon came to a realization that I was cuddled up in Brutus's lap.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you two, but by have news that I need to share." He announced, making my try to turn my body towards him.
But Brutus's grip was not agreeing with that decision.

"What is it?" Brutus questioned, irritation clear in his voice.

"Ember's step father wants to see her." He finally said, making my eyebrows shoot up. my stomach was churning with sickness, the thought of even seeing him terrifying me utterly.

"No!" Brutus reacted instantly, pulling me even closer to him at this point.

As Christian was about to exit the room, I stopped him

"Wait... Maybe I need to finally face him, face my fear." I thought out loud, my heart already pumping with adrenaline.
Brutus looked at me in disbelief and disapproval, his eyes darkening.

"You're not going, I don't want you anywhere near that fucking bastard" he growled possessively, his animalistic instincts surfacing as his eyes started flashing with bloody red color.

I placed my hand on his chest shakily, reassuring him that it would be a good idea.
"please, just this one time. I need to finally tell him what I always wanted to."

After a few deep breaths, he finally nodded his head and dismissed Christian again. As soon as he closed the door after himself, Brutus let me crawl off his lap and onto the warm sheets.

"You will need to wear something more covering, I know the way he'll look at you." He said more to himself than to me as he got up, then walked over to his oversized closet.

Pulling out red basketball shorts, he handed them to me along with another one of his shirts.

Taking them gratefully, I padded my way over to the bathroom and shrugged the previous clothes off me in just a few movements.

As we walked down to the yet unfamiliar hallway, I could not help by to notice the freezing air that was traveling from there.

The whole space was made mainly out of concrete, over thirty prisoning cells lining it. A few begging voices reached me, vulgar words leaving their mouthes.
So i did the most predictable thing I could do, I cuddled closer to Brutus's side and from the corner of my eye, I saw him looking down at me with a breathtaking smile dazzling on his face.

At least there was something to give me comfort in a moment like this, where I was basically exploding with excessive nervousness.

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