Amilia pov:2 weeks…That's how long we were here for. Staying inside the chopshop, helping Damein keep things afloat while Azrael recovers. It was hard, she was hurt badly, I thought with her initial freak out she would hurt herself more.It only got worse when Damien told her about their mother. She was silent for a long time. She didn't cry or say anything, she just held Damien while he wept. Soothing him till he could handle more burdens then needed.It wasn't till he left did she react. Clutching herself and crying like a child. She cussed, thrashed, and screamed in anger at her mother's hospitalization. I held her the whole night, trying to bring peace into her quickly crumbling life.After that night she didn't talk about it anymore. She didn't cry again, she didn't bring it up, she wouldn't even acknowledge her outburst. She snuck away to visit a couple times but mostly stayed here besides that.2 weeks of her healing and suffering by herself even though I was at her side. She
Azrael pov:My sleep has been plagued with nightmares. A month has passed and I haven't slept well since. They started normal, calm, elusive even… then they turned for the worse.Dreams of Amilia, us together, some with kids I wished to have, even a few of our wedding. Just when I think I could sleep peacefully, it worsens. She's killed in front of me, sometimes it's quick, and other times it's brutal.It's always Ryker doing it. He kills her right in front of me, taking the one thing I can't lose. He basks in my suffering, relishes it when he takes his time. I listen to her screams, her pleas for me to save her. Each time I have to watch, held down or restrained in some fashion.I always wake in a cold sweat, sometimes I scream as I wake. But I keep these from her, I didn't want her to worry or to think I've gone insane. Yet, the insomnia is getting worse, some nights I just don't sleep… like tonight.I watch her instead, caressing her hair, kissing her temple, calming my soul with h
TW- GoreyAzrael pov:My body hurt, my fists were bloody, as I carried a cruel smile on my face. Taking a drag from my cigarette I could taste a bit of the metallic blood. Letting out a cloud of smoke I licked my lips at the sight.Mike laid on the floor trying to crawl away from me. If one thing is true it's that this man isn't smart, let alone careful. He had his men try and beat me to death so they could go take Amilia.The only problem was that I wouldn't let anyone lay a hand on her, much less threaten it. So I did the only thing one could do in this situation… I beat them all to death. It felt thrilling to get all of my aggression out, to release what I've held back for so long.Their faces were unrecognizable, all of them. Mike tried to leave so kicked his knee in, making it hard for him to stand. Walking behind him as he crawled I smoked my cigarette and gave a low whistling tune.He whimpered and tried to crawl faster to no avail. Stepping on his back I put enough pressure to
Greenwood pov:My footsteps echoed on the marble flooring, each one louder than the last. Men stepped aside and let me pass, showing their respect and loyalty to me. Opening the doors for me I strode into the room, meeting another person sitting inside."You're early. How nice." I said, my voice even and monotone. They turned and faced me with a faceless green mask, a sign of respect."I know you hate waiting." Their voice is light and feminine, I know who it is but I didn't really care for them. Striding past I sit myself at my desk, waiting for them to speak. When they didn't I let out a sigh, irritated that she was wasting my time."What is-""Plans are being pushed up." She spoke suddenly. I let a dry chuckle leave me, she's not one to be acting this way."On whose authority?" She tilted her head and I instantly knew. Giving in, I nodded and let it be, no need for bloodshed."Fine. Leave if that's all." Gracefully she stood and left my office, her heels clicking on the floor.Wit
Azrael pov:I wanted to get out of the house for a bit, being cooped up is starting to make us go crazy. So as a kind gesture I snuck us out for a picnic just outside the city. We wouldn't have to worry about people following or tracking us.Amilia agreed, as long as I made food and brought good books for her to read. She dressed in a nice pale purple sundress that stopped below her knees. She had sunglasses on and a hat to cover her face from the sun. I kissed her cheek and called her beautiful, thinking the glow she gave was absolutely stunning.Leading her out to the car I help her in and pack the basket, blanket, and books in the back. Getting into the driver seat after I rest one hand on the wheel and the other on her thigh as I drive off.The drive is a little long, both of us just sitting with the comfortable background noise of calm music. She occasionally asks me questions about things we pass or really weird ones. Like if I'd still love her if she was a worm? I said I would
Azrael pov:"What are you doing here? What are you planning?!" I stand and yank against my cuffs, wishing to rip his throat out."Quick to anger, are we my dear Azy?" I felt my blood boil when he used that name. Breathing hard through my nose I sit down and try not to let this man get to me."No one's gonna see or hear us... it's just you and me Azrael." He points to the camera and tilts his head, hiding his face behind the mask."So what? You out me and hope the justice system takes care of me? I'll have them paid off in an hour." He laughs and shakes his head, leaning back in his chair."No, I know better than that. I just needed to get close to you. You've been hiding and it's been hard keeping track." I felt my stomach drop, this was nothing more than flushing me out of hiding."What do you want then? There's not much you can take from me right now." I lean forward and stare him down, trying to call his bluff.He lets out a deep sigh and reaches up to his face, removing the mask w
No on pov:Gunshots sound out as a car races down a highway, being chased by multiple behind it. The wheels screech as it weaves through traffic, avoiding a collision by seconds.Driving ahead, the car comes up beside a large semi truck. The smaller car honks before trying to pass it but fails when another car cuts it off."Drive straight!" A voice rings out as a window is opened. Damien's upper body pokes out with a MP5 in hand."I'm trying. Hard to do so when I have people shooting at me!" Jeremy holds his boyfriend by his belt, keeping him from flying out of the window."Then I'll shoot back." The wind blows wildly as Damien aims in and takes shots at the multitude of cars chasing them."Oh shit!" Jeremy shouts as the car serves harshly, nearly making them spin out."Are you trying to kill me?" Damien ducks shots and fires back, growling at Jeremy through the harsh wind."I wasn't before but I might now." Pressing on the gas he speeds ahead and tries to lose the cars behind him.As
Azrael pov:"Stay with him.""Why? I can help!""No, you can't. I don't want anything happening to you. So you're staying here, with Jeremy." I pointed to the man sitting on our couch. He waves with a mouth full of sour candy and a smile."You treat me like a child." Amilia crosses her arms and stares me down but I wasn't having it."You're pregnant and prone to injury. Stay home and I'll be back. Maybe I'll even bring you some food." I kiss her cheek and leave the house before she can stop me.Damien waited for me in the car, smoking a cig as I got in. She stands at the door with a sour expression but I blow her a kiss and have Damien drive off. We move carefully through the city, Greenwood's men and police are looking for us."Any ideas where she's at?" He asked, stopping at a red light. I groan and sit back in my seat, pissed with myself."Yeah, Claudio got a tip." I stare out the window, watching people and buildings pass by."No one blames you." He offers but I roll my eyes. Taki