Chapter 39
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
EMMETT
We’ve been back home for about two weeks now. Blair has been suffering from insanely vivid nightmares since returning to Blackwood . She hasn’t returned to her classes nor has she even attempted to pick up a textbook. She claimed getting back on track would be easy, but I refuse to let her rush her healing process.
Everyone knows we were missing due to the posters with our names and pictures, but no one knows we’ve returned safely. Grimm has made sure of it. I wanted Blair to have as much privacy as possible. She needs time to recover and I’m not confident she would’ve been given time to heal.
Night after night, I crawl into the bed next to her and wrap my arm around her body, pulling her closer to mine. The feeling of her pressed against me brings me peace. Nuzzling into her neck, I inhale and bury my face in the crook, occasionally leaving light kisses until I feel her breathing even out. Only then, do I succumb to sleep as well.
My eyes open and the pressure on my bladder makes itself known. I slowly untangle myself from Blair’s sleeping body so I can use the restroom. Something close to fear shoots through me and my brows furrow. Deciding it must be because I don't like leaving her alone now, I head to the bathroom.
The feeling follows me as I go to relieve myself. I chalk it up to just being extra protective of her. I'm pulling my boxers and sweats back up when a blood-curdling scream sends chills down my body. The noise has every fiber of my being on high alert. The sound quickly solidifies the death of its prosecutor. It's a noise I never want to hear leaving her mouth again unless it's because of me. And even then, the screams are entirely different.
KILL .
I'm out of the bathroom and into the room faster than a speeding bullet. The sight in front of me sends the depths of my darkness reeling to the forefront of my mind, just like when she was taken. Like a switch being flipped in my brain, I am nothing but the one word that consumes me.
KILL .
I don't think, I just act. The intruder causing my precious little obsession to scream is standing there with a knife to her throat. My fucking knife. The one I keep under her pillow in case we need it for a moment like this one. Unfortunately for him, I've placed them all around the room so she would have protection. I'm grabbing the knife off the side table that neighbors the door and throwing the blade towards his calf. The precision a nd force in which I’ve thrown the knife perfectly embeds itself into his leg.
He lets out a wail, dropping the knife that he had to her throat. I see a thin cut on her neck start to trickle blood and much like the color of the liquid, I'm quickly seeing red. Absolute fury rattles my bones. Grabbing the knife while grabbing him, I tackle him to the floor, pointing the blade at his Adam's apple.
“ You just signed your death certificate, touching what is mine.” I need to feel his skin split and his bones crack below my hands. Before he can say anything I’m tossing the knife, and I rear my fist back, crashing it down on his face. The crunch of his nose is satisfying, but I need more. I keep punching until my own knuckles are cracked and my hands hurt like a motherfucker.
I'm vaguely aware of a slamming door in the distance and the sound of heavy footfalls coming towards us. My eyes spring to the door to see Grimm running in. “ Yo , what the fuck?!” He shouts, making his way towards me.
I look back at the bloodied face of the fucker. I throw another punch as quiet sniffling noises reach my ears. Whipping my head around, I lay eyes on my little obsession. She's still in the bed, only now she's sitting up with her knees pulled to her chest. The covers are pulled up to her chin as she shakes and tears roll down her face.
I'm crawling on the bed and lifting her into my lap before she can protest. “ Shhh , little obsession. It’s okay. I got you. He can’t hurt you. He won’t hurt you.” I pepper kisses on her wet cheeks while holding her close to my chest. “ What happened? I wasn’t gone thirty seconds before you screamed.” I ask, wondering ho w long the assailant was watching, waiting for me to leave the room and leave her vulnerable.
How the fuck did I not notice.
Again .
Grimm remains standing in the doorway, confused. His eyes bounce from me and Blair to the bloodied man lying on the floor. Blair shakes in my hold and her breathing picks up. I spot movement behind Grimm and see Aspen and Verena slowly peeking in. I know this is too much for Blair if her struggle for air is any indication.
“ I need you to take him to the living room, Grimm ,” I say. He gives me a nod and comes inside to pick him up and starts dragging him to the living room. A bloody trail lines the floor in its path. I’ll need to take care of that before Blair sees it.
The girls step out of the way and their gazes linger for a moment before they give a terrified smile and head back to Aspen’s room, giving us privacy. Shifting us so I'm sitting directly behind Blair with her back placed against my chest, I wrap my arm to her front and place my hand over her heart to feel its frantic beats.
Her chest rises and falls with quick movement, her wheezes filling the quiet room. “ Deep breaths, baby. Breathe in for me.” I take a breath of my own behind her, urging her to copy my movement. “ Good , Blair . Such a brave girl. Let it out.” Her shaky breath leaves her but I feel her heart beginning to slow beneath my hand. “ You’re doing so good. Do it again for me.” She nods while repeating the movements, regulating her breathing and slowing down her frantic heart.
I hate to see her like this. I hate knowing that I couldn’t protect her from this, that she experienced something she didn’t des erve to. Again . I would give my soul to the devil and worship at his feet if it meant I could erase the damage she’s endured.
Now that she’s calmed down a little bit, I turn to whisper in her ear, “ Blair , I have to go take care of this, okay? Would you be okay going to Aspen's room with her and Verena ?” Her hold tightens on me and I feel her nails digging into my body. “ Just for a little bit, baby. They’re worried about you but won’t ask any questions, I promise. It’s just so that you’re not alone. I’ll be right in the next room.” I reassure her.
“ Alright ,” she responds softly. “ Please , don’t be too long.” I nod, pulling her from the bed and walking her to Aspen’s room. I kiss her on the cheek before walking out of the room and shutting the door.
Back in the room, I grab the pocket knife I once pumped into her sweet pussy and head out to the dumb fuck that attempted to hurt what’s mine.
Entering the living room, I see that Grimm made quick work of tying our intruder up. Good . As I get closer I notice he’s awake. How Grimm was able to bring him back from the slumber I knocked him into, is beyond me.
His eyes snap to mine and my brows furrow. I have no clue who this fucking guy is. He looks like he’s my age. What the fuck does he want with Blair ?
Where did he find the fucking audacity to touch, let alone hurt what’s mine?
I notice the way the pulse in his neck beats rapidly. It could be from fear, but I have my doubts. “ What’d you give him, Grimm ?” He chuckles behind the guy and holds up some kind of syringe .
“ I administered some adrenaline into his heart. Not enough to kill him though, don’t worry.”
I know better than to ask where the fuck Grimm gets this shit from, so I focus on the problem at hand. Walking closer to another dipshit that thought they could get away with hurting Blair , I grip his hair and yank his head back, exposing his throat to me. With the knife tip pressed to that rapidly beating vein, I speak.
“ You’re going to die. I won’t listen to you bargain or beg. You made a mistake by trying to hurt what's mine. I will kill you. Whether I do it quickly or not is up to you.” I growl while I press the tip a little harder to his throat, making blood start to pearl and roll down his neck.
His eyes widen and tears form on his lashes, quickly spilling over. Fucking pathetic, less than two minutes and I already broke him down. What a pussy. A loud sob releases from him and he rushes out his words. That was way too fucking easy. It’s a shame I lied though, I would never make the death of someone who hurt my little obsession quick. It will always be slow. Painful .
“ I - It was Lorelei ! She promised me she would give me head. I didn’t want to, man. I’m s-sorry. Please . Please let me g-go.” Grimm and I both freeze.
“ Who ?” We ask in unison.
He sniffles and then gathers himself. “ Lorelei ? She said that she would do it herself b-but her plan went to shit because some guy named J - James was found dead. She told me if I did it-” I stab him in the stomach, shutting him up. He chokes on his air as the pain registers.
“ Your first mistake was being desperate enough to need head from Lorelei . She can’t suck dick for shit. Trust us, we know.” I snarl, plunging the knife into his jugular this time.
I guess I didn't lie after all. Finding the slimy bitch who wanted to hurt Blair comes before torturing this fuck. Yanking the knife from his throat, I plunge it in again for good measure. Blood sprays out with the movement, coating my hands.
“ No . Fucking . Way .” Grimm whispers, seemingly shocked by the news. My spine stiffens as it registers that Lorelei lives here. Under the same fucking roof as my obsession. She wasn't in the room with the other girls when I brought Blair in.
I'm up and dashing towards her room when the sound of glass shattering draws my attention. I pick up my pace just as she starts to climb out of her window. I guess she must have been waiting to see if the fucker would rat her out.
I run over to her as half of her body hangs out of the window. “ Noooo !” She lets out a high-pitched screech and I grab her by her hair, yanking her back inside, throwing her straight to the ground.
Glass is all over the floor and she wails as it impales her skin from the fall. The glass is the least of my fucking worries. I'll force her to swallow every broken piece if she thinks she could get away with hurting Blair . “ Fuck ! Let me go!”
She's screaming as her hands shoot up to grab the hair I have in my grip. Her bloodied nails scratch at my skin and it pisses me off so I backhand her while releasing her hair. Stepping over the glass, I stand in front of her. She brings her bloodied knees and hands up to her chest. I watch as her eyes bounce to the door that Grimm’s broad frame now fills, and the broken w indow that almost granted her a quick and easy escape.
“ Lorelei , if you even think about it, I will spend days pushing every single shard of glass into your skin. Then , I will wait for the cuts to heal just so I can fucking do it again. I will force you to swallow the biggest pieces so they slice open your throat and you die choking on your own fucking blood. Do . Not . Even . Fucking . Think . About . It .” I snarl.
She’s so fucking dumb, bringing my monster back out to play. The smell of blood fills my nostrils and he takes over, similar to a starving vampire. Slinking his way back to the forefront of my mind, effectively shutting everything besides the utter need and drive to kill, off.
“ Come on… You know me, Emmett . I would never do that, you-” Before she can finish her sentence, I grab a piece of glass and stab it into her leg. “ Ahhhh !” Her shriek is piercing and makes my ears fucking bleed.
“ No , I’m not fucking stupid, Lorelei . Tell me what the fuck you and my father had planned and I’ll spare you the torture I have in mind.” Another lie, of course. I will be making her swallow down these glass shards until her throat is so shredded up that she chokes on her own crimson.
I want her to drown in it.
She looks between Grimm and the window again and then decides better of it. “ I was just so mad when you chose her over me. And then she started to get closer to the other girls. She was stealing everything from me. Everything ! So I went to complain and told Dean Blackwood that we needed a new roommate. I requested that he move Blair .” She sniffles and keeps going .
“ Imagine my surprise when he told me of his elaborate plan. I was shocked at first, but as long as it removed her from the equation of my life, I didn't care. He promised you’d forget about her. That she was just a body. He said you’d be better off with someone like me, with my family's power.” That's when it all clicks.
“ I see.” I nod my head slowly. She looks up at me with understanding, like she was in the right this whole time. “ Grimm ? Come grab her arms.” I’m straddling her flailing legs as Grimm rushes over and gets a hold of her arms, holding them back for me.
“ Noo ! You said- you said you’d spare me!”
I chuckle while I pick up a piece of glass. It cuts my fingers as I twist it. Looking at her, I grip her jaw with my other hand, the pressure of my fingers forces her to open her mouth.
“ Yeah ? I fucking lied.” I spit, shoving the shard into her throat. She chokes and wheezes on it, trying to scream. I’m sure every movement hurts.
As it fucking should.
I pick up another piece and shove it down. I keep doing it even as her eyes bulge and she coughs up blood, the spray hitting my face. I watch as her throat tries to bob and swallow down the ridged glass. Red liquid pools out of her mouth and leaks down her chin to her throat. I keep going until I know she's dead. She was working with James , and he's long past living, so I'm not worried about it.
I look at Grimm and he gives me a nod, silently communicating that he'll take care of the mess. I need to clean myself off before seeing Blair . The amount of blood that covers me would send h er into a frenzy. I hurry to her bathroom and rinse off, watching the blood swirl down the drain. Once I’m out and dressed in some spare clothes Grimm had with him, I notice the floor has been mopped and the blood trail is now gone.
Clean of Lorelei’s vile DNA , I make my way to Aspen’s room to retrieve my little obsession.