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The Ugly Side of Me Is Strong

Chapter 22

Brian’s POV
I stood up from her still body and walked to the door. I was going to finish this somehow. I had given her just enough to get her strength back and no more. I looked back at her before opening the door.
“This will be over soon baby. I promise.” I murmured.
Opening the door, I listened carefully, slowly opening it more to peek out into the hallway. The coast was clear. I eased out of the room gently shutting the door behind me. Making my way to the top of the stairs, I stopped when I felt a cool rush of wind come over my skin. Breathing deeply I recognized the scent.
Turning around and facing him. I had been right.
“I see your had yourself a little snack.” Marco smirked.
Anger filled me as I looked at his face. Thinking about what he did to Cat made me sick to my stomach. I can only imagine how she felt as they used her and practically drained her dry.
“She’s a pretty little thing. I can see why you keep her around. So….fresh.” he chuckled, licking his lips.
I wanted to rip him limb from limb. My hands were shaking. I felt the rage boiling inside me as I lunged forward and grabbed him by the throat, pinning him to the floor.
“If you think you’re getting away with what you did to her, you’re wrong! You’re nothing but a coward little shit! You’re nothing!” I screamed my face close to his.
His eyes were wide starring at me almost pleading for me to stop as I squeezed tighter around his throat. I wasn’t going to stop. He deserved to die a slow painful death; to take on every once of pain he inflicted on her.
“I’m not one to be messed with Brian!” He coughed, grabbing at my hand around his throat.
“You talk of big game, but you and I both know you will do nothing!”
Picking him up, I tossed him into the wall, the wood of the wall now caved in from the force of the hit. He quickly recovered and stood up to face me. Lunging at him again, I knocked him down again, grabbing a hold of his puny little head, slamming it as hard as I could over and over again into the floor. I heard the crack of the wood floor as I slammed his head into it one more time before he gathered his strength, kicking me down the hall. Recovering fast, I crouch down waiting for his attack; a low growl escaping my lips as he races towards me. As he came at me, I stepped aside and took a firm grip on the back of his neck, sinking my fingers in.
“Ahhhhhhh!!” he screamed.
I just smiled a toothy grin as I sunk my fingertips in further paralyzing him into a crouching position on the floor.
“You deserve to die you piece of shit.” I chuckled evilly in his ear.
“Please no! I’m sorry! Just let me go!”
“You hurt the one person that has ever meant anything to me. You abused her; you used her like a piece of meat and for that you die.”
As I reached around to his face, he tried to pry himself out of my grip, but I had the upper hand. I took his head in my hands, twisting it, ripping it from his body. His body fell at my feet.
I heard a whimper behind me. Realizing who it was, I quickly spun around.
Cat stood in the doorway of the room, with tears in her eyes. I took a step toward her and she backed away.
“Cat, it’s ok. I promise.”
She was hesitant, but she slowly came towards me. She looked up at me, tears forming in her eyes.
“Is he dead?” she whispered.
I nodded, cupping her cheek with my hand. She fell into me and I tightly held her as she sank to the floor, sobbing.
“Shhh, it’s ok. This will be over soon.”
With her head in my chest, I tried to calm her down by rubbing her back. She held onto me tightly, almost in my lap.
Looking up at me with her red, tear stained face, I saw her pain; the pain of what those scums did to her.
“Please, don’t cry. Please.” I begged, wiping her cheeks.
She sobbed even more.
“Please, baby…don’t.”
She looked up to me. I place soft kisses on her cheek; her grip tightening on my shirt.
“What about the other one?” she sniffed.
“He’ll get his, I promise.”
A wave of guilt washed over me. I didn’t protect her like I thought I should. If only I could have been there to stop it. I touched my forehead to hers and sigh heavily.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered.

Notes

Been super busy with work, as always, but had some free time so i thought I'd update! Don't forget to comment with your thoughts! It's very much appreciated!! Thank you guys for reading!!!:)
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Comments

@Karuhh_syn
Yes it is! XD

@xAtomic_Venomx
lol! its still funny! lol

Karuhh_syn Karuhh_syn
2/4/14

@Karuhh_syn
XD Ooooohhhh yes! If I was old enough to know what happened I would be laughing harder than I do now.

@xAtomic_Venomx
ooooooh that sucks!! lol

Karuhh_syn Karuhh_syn
2/2/14

@Karuhh_syn
XD ooohhhh depends on what the person did! A doctors wife glued his not so joyful joy stick to his hand when she caught him cheating! XD