Part 35

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Magnus groaned feeling his throat dry as a desert. He felt his whole body numb like a whole weight is crushing on him. He barely could move his arm or even twitch his fingers. Slowly he gathered his strength to open his eyes.

When he sees his own bedroom lighting he knew he was back at the house. He tried to move his head around to see if anyone is there but to his luck none but him.

He felt his body again and slowly his fingers gripped the sheets under him. He pulled them so he could rose from the bed. He placed his both leg on the floor feeling the cold surged towards his body.

He forced his body up and slowly dragged them towards the door. He pushed the door handle but it wasn't budge so he forced them to open. He bang and slapped the door to open, "Dad! Open the door! Open the FUCKING door right now!!" He screamed.

He ran towards the furniture in his room feeling his strength coming back to him. He dragged a chair from across the room and smacked them on to the door but only to break it in half. He returned with all the things he could get from his room before he got tired and slammed his body on to the door itself.

He felt his body sore and his arm paining from his action earlier but he didn't quit, he screamed again, "OPEN THIS DOOR OR YOU'LL BE SORRY!!" He ran over towards his window hoping he could jumped his way out but only to find that his father bolted it with screws and locked him like he's a prisoner but in his home.

He ran back towards the door and screamed one name that he could hope helped him right now. "Charles! Open the door please! PLEASE!" He screamed, pleading for him to open and it's only making him tired and falls on the ground holding his knees towards his chest. He banged on the door with his body continuously not giving up.

"Please. I need to see him. Please. I don't have much time. Please let me see him." He cries hiding his face into the crook of his neck.


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"Sir, you really think this is the best idea for your relationship with him?" Charles spoke for Magnus but Asmodeus just gulped his drink faster than a hungry baby drinking the milk. That would be the hundred one today probably but he lost count.

"It's for the best. I know what I'm doing." He said emotionlessly.

"Sir, I know it's not my place but this is inhuman. He'll be heartbroken if he couldn't see that boy again. You know how they bonded on that island. I fear that he would lose his mind over it."

Asmodeus turned his gaze towards Charles in a cold manner, his eyes are blood shot from all the alcohol he took.

"I don't care." He said silently but Charles couldn't find in his heart to leave this argument. "I'm sorry, I can't let you do that. Magnus is like a son to me, I can't see him like this. I can't bear my heart. I already saw what happened after Lily left, I'm  sure I don't wanna see it again."

He stomped his way but only to stop till he reached his steps. "Or what Charles? You're gonna threatened me to leave again? You won't fucking dare!" Asmodeus slammed his glasses against the wall and it shattered into pieces.

"Don't you fucking lie to my face again. Yes, I know Magnus is like a son to you which I knew you won't leave him in a million years cause you fucking love that boy to death! I did what I had to do to protect him and I certainly need too knowing that boy won't survived but why would I put my son in such state? Taking care of him? Loving him?"

"He is as good as dead and you know it. Why you must torture Magnus by seeing him dead right in front of his face? He has the brightest future ahead of him and you want to risk it by breaking his heart?"

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