Ghost

24 - No More

- Oliver's POV -

"Please dont become like him." Her words on repeat as I stared into her beautiful eyes. Her touch, her scent, her presence... slowly pulling me back and pushing the demons into their dark corners. I pick her up and wrap her legs around me. She puts her face in my neck and snuggles closer as I walk up to her brother.

"That's enough for tonight. Call Regina and have her come stitch him up. Clean up all this shit, and when you're finally done, lock him in here to rest." I ordered and got weird and confused faces.

"You're seriously going to stitch him up and let him heal!? Why!? Just let us kill him and be done with it for good." Max questioned me. Feeling my angel adjust herself reminded me to keep calm, for her sake.

"Torture takes time Max. You hurt him and let him heal. Hurt him and let him heal. It's a process that can't be rushed. Killing him too quickly would be such a waste. I mean, do you think he's felt her pain yet? I dont. How long did he torture Aurora?" I stared at him.

"Years." He whispered and hung his head.

"His torture won't take that long, but it'll sure feel like it when I'm done with him. Now do what I said." I stated calmly, but stared him down. He stared back for a moment before nodding and taking out his phone. Griffin came up beside me and held his arms out for Aurora. She gladly accepted and hugged him tightly.

"I'm so sorry sissy. You know I'm nothing like him." He pleaded crying into her shoulder. She rubbed his back to soothe him. "I just wanted him to hurt like he hurt you."

"I know Griff, and I...." she stopped and sighed. "I want him to be tortured too, but not like that. You became a different person when you had that whip in your hand." She whimpered grasping onto his neck.

"I promise Aurora, Max and I will never touch it again." He held out his pinky towards her. She smiled and wrapped hers around his, then they both looked at Max. As soon as he got off the phone, he walked back to us.

"She's on her way." He said putting his phone back in his pocket. When he looked up he was met with two pinkies stretched towards him. "And what is so sacred that we are using the pinky promise for?" He asked putting his hand on his hip.

"We are never touching that whip again, for Aurora." He emphasized the reason and wiggled his pinky at him. Max sighed and nodded, hooking both his pinkies to theirs.

"I promise sissy to never touch that whip again, for you." He smiled and she hugged him.

"Thank you Griff. Thank you Max." She said wipping a small portion of blood off their cheeks, then kissing each of them. Turning to me, she held out her hand and I smiled taking it. She intertwined our fingers and lead me out of the pit.

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"Ollie?" She whispered twirling her finger on the lines of my chest tattoos. I was laying here, just enjoying having her in my arms. Not saying a word, listening to her breathing. Feeling her chest rise and fall against me.

"Yes angel?" I sighed and turned to face her. She continued to trace my tattoos, so I ran my fingers through her hair. My heart skipped a beat when she smiled and giggled at my actions.

"Was that..." She stopped and looked into my eyes. "Was that part of your darkside?" She scanned my face with worry and worst of all... fear. I could read it on her face as if it were written in words.