CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR | Alec Ruins It All
ALEC NEEDED TO be stopped. I needed to confront him. After Logan had left, Savannah had brushed past me without a second glance. I slowly dragged a palm across my face and crawled to get the cane that I had so effortlessly thrown into one of the dark corners of this room. It freaking hurt. What the-
Before my pain could end me, I took hold of the cane and used it to get up. 10 days and then I'm going to run in the fields. "Savannah!" I screamed but she was not in the mood of listening. "Please, I am not going to hurt you," I whispered, slowing down and letting her go. She's running away because I'd hurt her, right?
She turned around and then rapidly approached me. I froze in my spot, clutching the cane to myself as some sort of physical support. Her movements were frenzied as she came to stand right in front of me.
"I keep my shit locked up, Sebastion, and when it gets unlocked....I become lost. Lost. Whatever I do, it's a reaction. A cause of uprising. These men control me but I don't want to be controlled," she spat ruthlessly and then leaned forward, the fire flaming her irises with boiling fury. A hiss escaped her and then came second round of her harsh words.
"They call me slut, whore and bitch when I throw truths at their cruel faces." She clenched her fists. "He slapped Natalie one time. One time and I locked his ass. Your precious John wasn't a culprit but Logan leaked a girl's nudes. How is that fucking fair to her? They deserved to get their asses beat and no one can tell me I did wrong."
I gulped, nodding along with her. "I never-"
Then she breathed in deep. "I let all of them go. If something happens to me, just...just please take care of Holly and Cora."
She said please.
Towering over her slouched frame, I bent myself a little and then gently placed my both palms on each side of her face. They were barely touching her skin but I knew she could feel the warmth. My fingers were itching to touch her, let my fingers explore the forbidden place that her skin was. Bending my fingers slightly, I let the pad of my thumb linger over her skin.
"Nothing will happen to you, Savannah. You did absolutely nothing wrong," I let my words be her lantern. Her head was tilted a little but the gaze never wavered from mine. As if all her hopes and expectations were latched to me.
"How are you so-so... fucking good?" She still had emotions like disappointment and hurt flickering through her sharp eyes. I felt her hands sneaking past every norm to grab onto my hoodie.
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