I woke up the next morning filled with regret. I couldn't focus on anything except for alice, scared and lost, looking at me. I had her lessons today as well so I could see if she was alright and make sure any damage was undone, if I could help it. I don't think I can look at will ever again the same way, I've seen him drunk before but never that bad. I just hoped everything was and will be okay. As I came into the office I saw will, he looked remorseful and cold. I went past him pretending not to notice. Alice was already waiting for me there with her usual smile, but somthing was wrong, she was all cut and bruised. She must of fought will for her dignity but lost. I couldn't take it anymore more. I hugged her telling her that it was alright and that I should have been there for her. She just smiled a sad smile and said that everything was fine and the damage was done.
"Yet. There can another time. Maybe not with will, but another man. I promise, I won't let it happen again." I was angry at myself as I said this. I could have stopped this. This was my fault. I shouldn't have let this happen. We were broken, together. I had to do better by alice. I must prevent this somehow. I left alice in my office and stormed towards my prey; will. I didn't care that he was busy. I didn't care he was sorry. I don't care about him right now at all. "FIGHT ME BASTARD!" I hit him and it broke his nose, "FIGHT OR ARE YOU JUST A COWARD? WHERE'S YOUR HONOUR, FIGHT ME YOU COWARD!" he blocked all my punches.
"What are you going on about?"
"What you did to alice you monster." I yelled at him through tears as I fell on the floor. He sat next to me. I couldn't stay mad at him. I felt safe with him. I felt him touch my hand, I pulled away and looked at him. His eyes was wet and bloodshot, I had never seen him like this before. He started to speak.
"I did somthing stupid."
"You were drunk, it wasnt hard to see."
"I'm not talking about what you saw. Something worse happened." I looked at him but I could see that he didn't want to look at me. I took his hand.
"I-I tried to kill her." Tears ran down his face, "I could of killed her easily. I don't know what came over me. I'm so sorry." I have never seen will like this. I knew that he didn't like killing, but I didn't know it was this bad. How come he never told me this. This is a very complicated situation, I could tell that he was slowly dying inside but he had raped my friend. I don't know what to do.
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just a dream (grellium)
Romanceif words could be broken down what could they say? If never letting go could be a death sentence, most of us would be gone. it would be weakness to kill a rose and strength to spare it, but your actions can never be broken, even if it's just a dream.
