Job Done
800 Words
Loki's pov)
There I laid on the rooftop watching the docks. When about twenty guys came up to the shipment sitting on the docks.
The men looked around nervously. I smirked knowing this was going to be fun. I needed this. Since I saw Angel. How she was covered in purple, blue and black. It brought me back to the time when I was beatened.
I needed to snap out of this and focus on my job. Killing these bastards. I looked through my scope and watched these idoits opening the boxes.
I glance at my watch. Its count down time. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, boom.
It exploded. Throwing some of the men in the water and some 10 feet back.
I watched for someone to get up. I laughed as the first one stood up. I pulled the trigger and laid him back down.
Then another one and another. All together 15, I shot them in the head and the other five I shot them too. Just making sure they were dead.
Then I got up. Cleaned off my gun. Dismantling it. Dropping the parts in the barrel filled with acid. Then climbing down the side of the building and disappearing inside the crowd.
I was seen by several venders buying fruit and meat far away from the docks.
I walked back home with the cool breeze hitting my face. I needed this. I pulled out my phone and texted my brother telling him it was done.
It felt so good behind the trigger. Pulling it. Watching the bullet hitting his head gives me a little relief of those men that beat me. I remember every detail of there face.
Waiting for the day I see them. Pulling that trigger and watching them fall.
I finally made it to the compound. I walked in. Going to the kitchen. Grabbing me a beer. Opening it up. Killing it. Then grabbing another.
I walked in the livingroom sitting down. I opened the beer; taking a drink. My mind was racing over what happened to me and what Angel went through.
I hate seeing women beat. It makes me so mad. That day at the auction when she was chained to those post. Broke me. Men were whristling and shouting. Those men made me sick to my stomach.
I closed my eyes. Taking a deep breath. Calming down. I grab the remote
And cutting on the television.
It came on some funny movie. I sat there staring at the screen. Not watching it but just looking at it.
Hours passed and I didn't move. I just sat there watching the screen movies come and going.
Midnight came and I was still sitting there. I sat there a little longer when the door came open. I turned and looked.
Solo stumbled in. He looked towards me smiling. Then stumbled down the hall towards his room.
Then came in Jasser. He was also stumbling. He didn't say anything. He just stumbled down the hall towards his room.
When Negan came in carrying Angel. She was snuggled in his arms. He stopped and turned towards me. He said, "Night Brother." Then he went up stairs towards his room. Earlier this morning. I heard him telling some sevants to put another bed in his room. He wanted Angel in his room. So he could watch her. Making sure she was safe.
The truth is. He cares about her so much. That he can't leave her alone. He needs to see her sleeping. Making sure she is safe. No one ever laying a finger on her ever again.
It makes me happy. To see her being took care of by him. He needs to be happy so does she.
I finished off my beer. Getting up and walking into the kitchen. There Melly sat.
All naked.Her blondish brown curls hung over both shoulders. She gave me a smile.
Im not going to tell you no lie. She had amazing body. I just couldn't it out of my head. She's the one hurting my brother. That f*****g b***h. I looked at her and smirked. Then said, "Put some f*****g clothes on. No one wants to see that. I think I'm going to be sick. I started to gag.
When she jumped up and said, "Nobody wants a liser like you. Then she walked off."
Im not going to lie. That hurt. It might be true. I didn't care. She just makes me sick and she needed to know. I wasn't going to f**k her.
She's just a user. I want a woman that isn't for every guy. I want her for only me.
I threw away the beer bottle and headed towards my room. I needed sleep.
Crawling into bed falling asleep.
- Writer
