No Idea (Short Chapter)

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They came back a few hours later and (Y/N) looked at me, worry filling her. Charles went over to (Y/N) and I tensed, growling,

"Don't!"

"Amazing what a little pain will do to the good Father." John's voice came into the room and he walked over to me, finishing,

"But we are going to do what we want to your dear little Sister."

"Do whatever you want to me, but by God if you touch her. I'll kill you with my own-Ah!" John's foot contacted my jaw and blood filled my mouth. Spitting on the ground, I glared up at him and he laughed, humming,

"You are an interesting one, Father. So devoted to your little Sister that you'd die. But so devoted to your good book that you aren't allowed any fun. Still a virgin Father? How about your little Sister."

"You haven't the faintest clue what you're talking about." I replied, panting and looking up into his gaze, growling,

"Someone so ungodly wouldn't understand. At one point, I thought everyone had good in them some where. You have sorely proven me wrong."

"Now, you have no idea what you're talking about." John replied, grabbing my face and glaring at me, as he continued,

"The hell on Earth that we suffered is the doing of the good every person has?"

"So, you hurt other people? Who haven't done anything to you?"

"But it's oh so fun, Father. Perhaps if we let you have your way with your little Sister...You'll understand."

I looked at him, wide eyed, and he chuckled, humming,

"You do want to have her don't you? Eh, Timothy?"

"Monsignor?" (Y/N)'s voice trembled. Looking over at her, she was waiting and I hardened my glare at him, spitting in his face. He wiped his face with the back of his hand and chuckled, before back handing me. Huffing, I lifted my head again and he said,

"You have no idea what you've just done."

(A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. I wanted to get an update out for you guys because I won't be able to update for the next two weeks. I'm going to be super busy and I won't have time to write.)

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