Having Her

Chapter 26

Lucian's POV:

The look on her face, it turned my blood cold in my veins. She was smiling like a fucking nut case, why the fuck is she smiling? Her pregnant mother is hanging from a pipe attached to the ceiling of her bedroom, and Winter is smiling? I say to myself more as a question than a statement. I've seen a lot of dead bodies since Kathy disappeared 5 years ago, but I've never seen the loved one of the body grin like the fucking joker.

I approached her body slowly, and just before I could reach her she walked toward her mom's body with short calculating steps as if she wasn't really sure of what she even was looking at. I grabbed her and pulled her back right before she laid her hands on her mom's body, and she snapped her eyes to me. Her smile fell slightly and she tilted her head as if she was seeing me for the first time ever. The room was frozen, deathly quiet, and if I'm honest, it was mother fucking god damn terrifying. Jack stood shell shocked at the doorway, Luciano stood closely behind us with a hard glare on his face at nothing particular, and Parker almost walked to take the body down before Jack stopped him pointing in Winter's direction.

Talking to her showed to be useless, she was transfixed. I couldn't reach her, not with words, not with touch, not with anything in me. She wasn't really here, she was stuck in her head, and fuck the bloody fucking world if I didn't recognize the look on her face. She wasn't scared, she wasn't sad, she wasn't hurt, nor was she disgusted. This fucking angel on earth; she was fascinated, she was intrigued, and scariest of all, my love was fucking mesmerized. I couldn't move a limb, so she pushed her hands past me and touched her mom's body and shuddered, and you could see how pleased she was. I'm not sure what pleased her more, but the look in her eyes, that look of pure bloody fucking euphoria it sent fucking prickling heat racing up my back.

Luciano came closer, studying her actions saying nothing. He touched her hand, she didn't even flinch or pull back. She stood a few moments more and before she could collapse to the ground me and Luciano caught her body. What the fuck just happened? What the fuck did we just witness? I guess once the shock wore off, her exhausted 10 year old body couldn't handle it anymore. I sucked in a harsh breath and lifted her small frame from the floor and carried her out the room with Luciano hot on my heels. We hadn't exchanged any words, just got her to her room and laid her down.

I don't know how long we stayed there quiet looking over her like fucking guardian angels, but neither of us made a move to leave her alone.

Jack walked in around 9pm , sweat covering his body and trembling hands. All this time I've known Jack, he never showed a single fucking human emotion, and he was shaking in his shoes like shoes like a fucking stripper right now.

"Okay, what the fuck was that about back there?" He asked, his voice shaking a bit.

" I... I really don't have the slightest fucking idea if I'm going to tell you the truth." I didn't know, so why would this dickhead ask me? I chuckled a little, I've never been more confused before.

" The fuck you giggling at Luc, did you see her face? She looked fucking amused as if that shit is normal, like a 10 year old is supposed to see her mother swinging from a fucking ceiling." He grumbled, brows furrowed with clear confusion written all over his face.

" I called the police, the coroner took the body. When she wakes up, come find me. I need to make some calls since she's a fucking orphan now and I need to talk to Candace. She won't leave Larry, and right now I don't think I could give a fuck less with her." I nodded, and Jack turned on his heels leaving us alone with her again.

I averted my gaze to Luciano, who barely spoke 5 words since we left the table. He looked relaxed but in deep thought, what the cluster fuckery is happening? I just can't wrap my head around it. " the fuck are you thinking so hard about Luciano, use your fucking words" I say to him, drawing his eyes over to me.

"I'm thinking that I've seen two dead bodies, and none of them belongs to Kathy or Larry. I mean I know that's fucked, but I always pictured them being my first dead bodies. Then, my perfect fucking birdie just... I don't even know what the fuck that was back there but it fucking scared me, and I have been scared since I was fucking 4." Well fuck, this is just fucking perfect. Now this stupid fucking shithead is losing his mind too. Just what I fucking needed.