Damaged (lams) [DISCONTINUED]

3 months.

" W-What?" I stutter.

" You heard me." He said coldly.

" B-But the cops-"

" There's a million things I've done and the cops haven't found me yet for any of the crimes I did."

I gasped. So what he did to me was nothing compared to what probably did before. My confidence quickly went down. What is going to do to me if I don't go back to him?

" Francis-"

" Don't argue with me." He walks up to me and grabs my wrist. I wince in pain by how tight he is holding me. Tears started to fall down my cheeks and my heart was racing.

" Now. You listen to me. You have until midnight to give me an answer. Come back to me, or your little boyfriend will be in the same situation your friend is. Maybe even in a grave." He gives me an evil grin as my eyes widen.

N-No! Not Alexander!

" F-Fine!" He lets go of my hand and pushes me to the ground.

" Hope I'll see you tonight darlin' " then he walks down stairs.

I stand there frozen calculating what just happened. He wants me back but I don't want to go back! He treats me like a slave, and I'm not a slave. If I don't, hes gonna hurt Alexander, and that's the last thing I want to happen. I can't believe I fell in love with him. I don't even think it was love.

" John?" I turn around to see Alexander behind me. It was cold outside so he was shivering. I didn't mind the cold. I didn't want to tell Alex about Francis or he will try to find him and possibly hurt himself. I started to cry. Hard. I also can't believe that Francis was the one who hurt Lafayette.

This is all my fault.

Alexander hugs me and says sweet words in my ear. It helped me calm down but my mind is on a roller coaster figuring out what to do.

" Baby it's ok. He's ok. Don't cry." He softly says. I hold him tighter and closer to my bony. We were up on the rooftop for about 30 minutes just sitting there. It started to get cold so he carried me inside.

Alexander POV

We were at the hospital about half of the day so we left when visiting hours were over. John has been quiet the whole visit only saying small words when answering a question. I don't blame him. His best friend is in a coma. I remember when my mother died. When I was living with my cousin, I didn't talk, eat, or even smiled.

We got into my car and drove to my place. John hasn't been to his house in maybe a month. Not that I'm complaining. He pretty much lives here. The car home was silent.

" John. Say something..." I beg. This awkward silence was killing me. We were now in my place on the couch. John was on the other side of the couch holding himself looking with no expression. Empty. I hate this side of John. I would rather have a mean and annoying John than a depressing John.

" John-"

" Hold m-me..." He got up and slowly put himself on top of me. He wrapped his arms around me and his legs were on each side. John started to cry a little but it wasn't loud.
John looks like a helpless kitten almost. He's small and adorable.

( TIMMMEEEEE SKIP! )
JOHN POV!

It was almost midnight and I was about to meet Francis. Alexander was asleep next to me in bed so I slowly slid out of his arms. I found some shoes and a hoodie and went downstairs.

I walked out of the elevator and saw Peggy flirting with a stranger. The stranger looks uninterested while Peggy is trying her hardest to keep the conversation going. Peggy didn't see me walk past. I walked for about a half an hour to Francis's place to find him standing outside drinking a beer. He sees me and smiles. " I honestly thought you were gonna ditch me."

I stayed silent. Earlier I was thinking about my decision and the consequences.

" So...." He came closer to me and put his hands on my hips. I didn't do anything but cry.

" I-I'll be with you." I sob.

" Good choice."

" But I need time." He gives me a confused look.

" For what?"

" For Alexander."

He stops for a second to think, then grins.

" Ok princess, you have 3 months."

How did I do?

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