(Craig Tucker x Reader): Stolen Love

22 ~ I am Strong

The door opened up, I grabbed Y/n's hand, holding it tightly, and ran out the door with Y/n behind me.

Y/n's POV

Craig grabbed my hand as he ran out the door, I blushed deeply as he did it, even though we are running to freedom, I am still in love with the man who freed me from this prison-like place, the place I was isolated in all my life.

As we were running down the hallway, hand-in-hand, a single thought crossed my mind which caused me to worry.

I spoke up my concern to Craig as we continued to run, "What about the stick? We need to get the stick."

Craig stopped running as so did I, he turned to look at me, he opened his mouth to speak, "Where would it be though? I couldn't find it."

"I might know where it is," I spoke, still holding Craig's hand, I started to lead him down a hallway where the treasure room is located.

He didn't ask where we were going, he just followed me.

We reached the outside of the treasure room, I stopped right before we entered the room.

"This is the treasure room, there might be guards on the inside of the room. There should be some on the outside but I guess they all went to go fight the Humans." I said quietly to Craig.

"That's weird that they wouldn't be guarding the outside of it," Craig spoke. 

I looked over at Craig, a look of realization hit his face, he opened his mouth to speak again, "Y/n, I think this was a trap for me."

I watched as Craig turned around, I was scared to turn around myself but I decided it would be best to do so.

My eyes widened with fear at what I saw when I turned around.

We were surrounded by at least 20 guards, and right in the middle of it all, there was my father. In his hand, he held a sharp blade with his fist clenched around the handle in deep hatred.

"You dare try to take my daughter again?" My father's voice roared through the hallway, it scared me. I immediately hugged Craig's arm as a safety mechanism.

Craig didn't speak, he just deepened his brow with anger and focus, eyeing my father for his next move.

"Y/n, come over here right now!" My father yelled I froze in fear, I didn't want to go back, not again, I can't handle the isolation anymore.

I need Craig, I don't know how I would live my life without him. I love Craig.

Craig held out his arm, blocking my path so they couldn't get me, as a way to protect me from the guards and my father.

Craig moved me behind his back, trying to protect me. I blushed once again.

"Y/n... I need you to be strong. I know these are your people but I'm going to need you to fight back. For me. For us." Craig spoke to me quietly.

"What are you saying to my daughter? Give her back and maybe I'll spare your life." My father looked angrier and angrier as time passes.

"She doesn't want to go back to you," Craig spoke loudly to my father which he didn't like what so ever.

"You left me no choice. Guards! Attack!" With my father's command, all the guards came charging at us at once.

"Y/n! You must be strong!" Craig screamed once again, he took his dagger out from its holder and dashed forward, attacking guards who come in his path.

Guards surrounded me, I was still frozen in fear. I have to help Craig, I have to be strong.

I thought of Craig and how he has protected me throughout our journey and I suddenly felt confident.

I need to help him as much as I can!

My hands seemed to have a mind of their own, they raised up in the air which caused a thick vine to come out of the ground and smacked the guards the wall.

I felt so powerful.

More guards came at me, I sprouted more vines from the ground and the walls and whipped them, smacked them, threw them, and blasted them all around me, on the walls, the ceiling, and on the floor.

It felt so natural to fight like this, I never use my powers like this before.

All my life I've been told it was a curse, that I was a mistake and I shouldn't have been made. That's why my parents locked me away from the world, I couldn't handle all the hate the world brought me but now I found a use for my powers.

I no longer feel scared, I feel powerful and strong.

More and more guards fell to the ground in defeat.

I look up to see Craig and my father fighting. Their blades clashing with one another creating sparks from each impact of the blades.

They seem to match each other in strength.

Craig had scratches all over his body from all the guards that attacked him and from my father who he is fighting currently.

"You fool, you really think my freak of a daughter would fall for someone like you?" The words my father said hit me like a knife to the chest.

What did he call me?

"If you think she's a freak then why keep her alive?" Craig asked, his face turning angrier and angrier.

"You think we haven't tried killing her? As soon as we found out about her powers we tried to have her executed but her freaky powers stopped the ax from cutting off her head. As soon as we figured out she can't be killed, we put on the loving parent act and isolated her from all society, telling her that everyone thinks she's a freak." 

My heart sank down into my stomach, I felt hurt.

"We thought that if we married her, we would get rid of her for good, and we would never have to see her ever again." My father pointed his blade in my direction.

All of this time, I thought he loved me, I thought that he was trying to protect me, he lied to my face.

"How could you!" I screamed at him.

I could feel my blood begin to boil, I was so angry and I felt betrayed.

Without thinking, I brought my hands in front of me, facing the direction of my father.

I summoned a thick vine from the ground, it was very sharp, the vine pierced my father's heart.

Blood splattered everywhere from his wound and blood came out of his mouth.

He died almost instantly, the vine retracted from my father's body, causing him to fall to the ground.

Craig stood up from his hunched-over position and made his way over to me.

He embraced me as I cried into his arms from the awful news I have learned.