52 - Just Three?
Cillian
TW: A bit of violence.
I tackled him down before he could touch my Emma again. He groaned when I held the back of his hair and slammed him down on the floor. Again, and again and again until I saw a pool of blood.
My eyes were seeing burning red. Emma was crying and her screams were echoing in my head.
I held him upon his feet before throwing him on the floor. I covered Emma with my suit and said, “Cover your ears, Doll. Keep your eyes closed until I tell you otherwise, okay?”
She nodded, her bloody hand clutching my jacket and covering her ear. I stood up, glaring at the piece of s**t who was trying to crawl away from me.
“Stay the f**k away from us, you ugly f**k! She’s my b***h and my w***e!” he said, his eyes swollen and beaten up when I loomed over h
