Chapter 8

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Warning: chapter contains extreme violence, uncomftorable topics, blood, gore, and death.

You've been warned...

Another gloomy day. Rain pouring down harshly. You walk in the cemetery, walking towards Finn's grave. You smile sadly upon coming up to his grave. You sit down in front of his tombstone not caring if the rain was hitting you.

"I promised I would come and visit you didn't I? I'm sorry for coming a little late, but I brought you this..."

You take out a crimson colored rose.

"I'll promise to bring you more things. As you can tell from the weather, I didn't want to bring anything that will get ruined by the rain." You say in a weak tone.

"I should be the one in this grave...not you. I failed to protect you... I'm truly sorry little brother..."

You heard footsteps approaching you. You didn't bother looking at the figure coming your way. No longer feeling the rain droplets hit you, you look up to see a tall figure standing behind you.

Donovan...

Donovan holds his umbrella underneath the both of you."Why aren't you wearing anything warm? You can get sick." He asks. 'This dude again?...' You ignore his question. "Why are you here?" You quietly mumbled. "I was looking for you..." You raise your eyebrow. "I'm taking you home with me."

"Excuse me?" You glare at him.

"I have to get back to work with that old hag-" "Not today, nor this week." You give him a questionable look. "I'll explain once we're at my place." You shake your head. "Oh I don't think so, I'm not going anywhere with you." You glare.

"Oh but I do, you don't have a choice doll. Trust me." He smirks yet you answer back. "How so?" His eyes darkened. He leans down to your level only to whisper directly in your ear. "We wouldn't want that dear friend of yours to be next. Oh what's his name...Luke?" He chuckles.

You immediately stand, pulling out your pocket knife from your pocket. You held the knife up to his neck. His eyes widen a bit, taken back on how quick you took out your weapon.

His eyes soon relax back to an unfazed expression. He then chuckles. 'Interesting...Those were some pretty quick movements. I can see why no one wants to mess with her...' He says to himself. "Well?"

Your hand shakes in anger and frustration. Oh how you wanted this man dead already. You still question why Nana had stopped you from shooting this bastard dead. 'Those two must have some history together if Nana didn't want me to shoot him...'

You put your weapon away. 'Oh well, its really none of my business.' You turned to face Finn's tombstone. You lean down and hug the tombstone. A faint smile appears on your face. "I'll be back tomorrow little brother..." You quietly say, placing the crimson colored rose on top of his tombstone.

Donovan stares as you shed a few tears.

THUMP!

He hears a couple more thumps coming from his heart. 'Even when she's crying, she still looks beautiful...' He tells himself. You nod at Donovan. "I swear if you put your hands on Luke, I won't hesitate to put a bullet in your head. Got that?" You turn only to give him a death glare.

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