14. Maybe?

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He was angry.

Messed.

Breaking.

And he had to let his insanity out.

What better not to use the pawn they kidnapped for this exact purpose.

He had heard the rest talking about him.

How he must have been after her and everything he has been through.

How he was her first target on her hit list.

How he was abused.

How much pity they felt for him.

How he might just be too weak to even be around the devils sister.

About all his miseries.

And this caused a fire to ignite.

His anger and rage burned its way out.

As he was reminded of a time he rather forget.

As he was given pity.

He didn't want that.

He didn't want the massive weight on his chest.

He didn't want any of it, but life is a bitch and it'll do that to you.

And so you became his target.

He had no oxygen left, his chest clenched and heart fell like broken glass after it had been, in a failed attempt, glued back on.

But as his heart fell to the ground, a fiery light took its place.

It was coloured in anger and wasn't about to die until he got his remedy.

And his remedy was revenge.

Of course now back to rational thought, he felt pity for you. How people like him were now gonna use you for the cure to their feuds. To rid of their internal fights and sorrows of the past.

You were their toy.

His toy.

He might have even felt slightly guilty.

You could have or could have not been involved.

You sister left you broken too, and who was he to Judge when he didn't know about you. Maybe you had a horrid past just as he.

He decided to go see you. He wouldn't apologize, not yet at least, he just wanted some background and your intentions said to him.

Maybe that would rid of his guilty conscious.

Maybe......just maybe.



To be continued........

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