Fixing Sang

Chapter Twenty Four

North's P.O.V

I see red.

I don't know who this man is. I honestly could care less right now though. Because whoever can touch an innocent and sweet girl like Sang, is nobody I care to know.

And right now my blood is boiling. I see Sangs red swollen face, tears dripping from her chin. Her shoulders shaking from fear and pain that shines through her eyes.

Fear that the bastard behind her put there. Sang had a balled up shirt in her mouth causing her cheeks to swell outwards. And even from here I can hear her whimpers and heavy breathing.

I hope to God he hadn't had the chance to hurt her anymore than what I see.

Because the man standing behind sang was in his late thirty's or early fourty's. With slight gray at his temples. His hands were clasp tightly on Sangs waist that there seemed to be a bruise forming on her milky pale skin. This only ticked my anger more.

Every detail I took in added fuel to my fire. But I was frozen. Fear that I wasn't here fast enough. That she hates us. What I see can't be real. Can it?

This man shifts his body over and I glimpse his pants dropped to his ankles and a erection. A quite small one thats sure to be a disappointment.  But in this case it'll be a broken one. Or a missing one.

But what he says next has me lunging immediately.

"Do you mind? You can have your turn after mine."

Sang's P.O.V.

I let out a whimper when I see the different emotions cross Norths face. Confusion, anger, sadness, and finally after HE speaks, Norths face goes blank and his eyes hold pure fury.

Within seconds North is beating Dad- No - HIM up. His face all bloody. I can hear cracking and everything. North only hitting and hitting with snarled words spewing out.

But then a thunder of steps is depending down the steps and I spot a few of the guys. Raven included. And I know that Raven will have no control. He will be much worse than North.

That says alot since North has yet to quit swinging.

I try to plead with my eyes. Beg him not to do whats running through his mind. Even Silas and Axel are trying to hold him back. But he shoves them off with his eyes locked onto the bloody mess underneath North and gives a yell before pushing North aside and taking over.

I hear a groan of pain come from HIM, my ex father. But its ignore by Raven in favor of the blade he has held to his cojones. But I look away quickly before I can see any damage.

Now I see Brandon, Axel, Silas, and North just watching Raven. All with looks varying from satisfaction, disgust, and exasperation.

Silas glances over at me and makes eye contact before he starts walking over to me. But I'm just so relived that I'm okay now. Safe. That my body sinks as far as it can and in moments all I see is black.