Chapter 48: The car... I want it

"You can stop the act now, Charlene, people are gone." he informed her coldly. Her cries decreased to cute whimpers.

"Please carry me in your arms and feed me when we get there unless I'll cry so loud, Luca will come get me." She threatened in a tear filled voice, so softly that for a second, his heart chilled.

She raised her head and her red lips smirked at him, "Get on with it, darling."

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Alistair's face was one of horror, his blade cluttered down to the floor as he stared down at his unconscious sister in a pool of her own blood.

"Miss Isla!" The guard howled and dropped to the floor, his hands hovering over her, shaking but not touching. Alistair snapped back to reality.

"Get away from her!" He barked, pushing the guard away. He dropped down to his knees, his heart pounding in fear, guilt, regret, the most, fear and in that moment, he felt like the little child he was, scared and uncertain.

"Oh I'm sorry..." he whimpered, placing his hands under her neck and back carefully. He did