His Eris (UNDER SEVERE EDITING)

Chapter 9

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The sound of my screams and Alfred's screams were different. Mine were of fear. His of agony. His wails came and went and then Lance's began. Lance was ready, and he tried to fight back, but his strength was no match for Killian.

Lance was buff but Killian was all lean muscle. On top of all that, he was angry. Scratch that, Killian was enraged. He looked like he wanted to murder Alfred when he burst into the room, he looked like he wanted to snap his neck. Instead, he ripped him off of me with such strength that Alfred blacked out momentarily at the force of him hitting the wall.

He was woken up by Killian's fists pounding on his face over and over until he fell back asleep. At that time, Lance had jumped off of me and flung himself onto Killian, hoping that he could stop him.

It was a stupid decision of him to choose to fight rather then run because in the end he was given the same fate as his cousin.

Never in my life had I seen such a sight. Never in my life had I seen Killian so angry. He looked murderous when he saw Alfred reaching for my heat with his lips pressed to my neck.

The moment the fight was over and Alfred and Lance were unconscious on the floor was when Killian took a deep breath, composing himself. He turned to me his features stiffening at the mess he saw. My weak sobbing frame trembling on the bed. At some point during the fight I slid my panties back on and grabbed my dress, using it as a blanket to cover me.

"Eris." Killian said, his voice was shaking.

"Killian." I whimpered.

He ran to me and took me into his arms pulling me onto his lap as he sat on the bed, cradling me like I was a child.

I was trying to stop my crying but I had never in my eighteen years of life been so afraid. I thought I was going to have my innocence ripped away from me and the touch of rapists tattooed onto my skin forever.

"Hey it's okay, I got you. It's over." Killian hugged my tightly as I buried my face into his neck whispering my thanks over and over.

He had saved me again.

After a few minutes of comforting me, Killian let me get up and he looked away while I put back on my dress. My make-up was ruined from my tears and my hair was a mess but I didn't care.

I pushed my still terrified feelings and thoughts to the back of my head and turned to Killian. I have more important things to deal with then my emotions.

"Alfred raped Astrid, her and Emora are downstairs in the bathroom, I need to get Kaylee down to them, she's on the third floor sleeping on the couch."

Killian took in my information quickly, nodding as I finished.

I wiped away my remaining tears and led him to where Kaylee was. He was able to carry Kaylee downstairs to the bathroom where Emora  and Astrid were. At some point we ran into Jax who was searching the second floor.

"Whoa, Eris are you alright? What's wrong?" Jax asked, his voice flooding with worry when he took in my appearance.

"Nothing, I'm fine." I assured him, giving him a brief smile before heading downstairs.

After thanking Killian for delivering a still sleeping Kaylee to the bathroom, Emora pushed him out, telling him to wait with Jax outside the door. Astrid was very persistent about keeping the whole situation as private as possible.

Emora splashed some water onto Kaylee's face ushering her to wake up as I sat on the toilet seat staring at a torn looking Astrid. She sat with her knees to her chest on the floor, staring blankly onto the wall.