The Mysterious Demon Book 2

-Dominic-

"Hold on Dominic!"

Like a sister. That's what she was to me. She understood the feelings I didn't have to explain. She made me experience what I had always wanted as a child. Away from the bullying, away from the people who thought I was too boyish to be a girl but too girly to be a boy. That my eyes were too ghoulish. My strength a flaw.

"You'll be okay!"

Of course, I was. Although she had made me think I could finally be normal that I could finally fit in and be accepted- who would want that anyway? Hah, I was crazy to become so comfortable around something...something so peaceful.

"Breathe! They're going to help you!"

Arthur had always raised me to be cautious about everyone. I never had friends, I had enemies so that instruction became an instinct to me and although we laughed, although we did our make up together, although we watched movies together, although we walked and danced together, I carried a gun on my waistband.

And when I saw her draw her gun, pointing it right at me despite hugging me only moments before, I knew. I watched her shoot before, she was accurate, she was precise. She was better than me at shooting it despite her telling me through a smiling face that she hadn't done it before. It was a lie of course but sometimes you like to hope.

Regardless, I knew that I had to protect the people I loved and if it was her that they had to be protected from then I wouldn't hesitate. For their sake, I was prepared to shoot the one person who felt like the first female friend I had ever had. For their sake, I shot her first.

I saw it, when I pulled the trigger, the fear that ran through her eyes, the tremble in her hands, the glance she took at Blake and how she was about to redirect her aim but I stepped forward and caught her attention again. She shot less than a second after me but it was out of fear.

She wasn't a liar.

whilst describing how she had to sit through people being burned, being stabbed, being shot. She was tortured by watching others. It was a punishment her father gave her for wanting to escape and that punishment continues every

opposite of me. An Angel she was, wanting to escape the hell she was trapped in while I was a Demon comfortable in my ring. She

I were to guess he probably wanted her and Jordan to come to us on

I told her I

stained her face as my bullet hit her chest, will forever be engraved in my head, in

had hit my stomach at that time. I guess it was only fair. A life for

towards her, "I'm sorry," I had said and she shook her head, her eyes slowly

at a whisper, "Thank

that, my

way and that I'd be helped soon. His voice was desperate and panicked though. We were at a loss as well and we both knew

The pain

normal because of my fights but because I hadn't fought in a while, my periods

wanted it forever. I joked that I'd rather have my abs than the baby but now when we were losing it, I would do anything to be able to save it.

hold it in. I let out a scream of

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"Dominic?"

where Jordan stood. He wasn't on his own, I noticed. Nick and Arthur had both been standing by my door this whole time and now stood

his hands were dropped and he

When I caught his attention he stared at me, his eyes also in pain. "We've both lost people dear to us today," I gave him the best smile