SEBASTIAN'S POV
I head towards the basement my mind filled with ideas on how I can kill that Fucking bastard, I open the door and I see him tied upto a chair still with a bloody face and his messed up clothes
Ethan, hand me a knife
Ethan complied and hands me a knife. I take the knife and head towards the fucker who now looked more scared than smug,
Josh Miller...do you know what happens to those who mess with my people...
I place the knife on his neck,
W..what...
He manages to stutter out, I press the knife to his neck and he winces in pain as blood starts pouring out,
They don't get to see another day...
I glare straight in his eyes which are now filled with fear almost begging me to not do it
I smirk at him, pulling the knife away and examine his body.
Now where do you think it would hurt the most...
I stab the knife in his right thigh as he yelled in pain but I'm not done yet,
For the next hour I take my take severing his body into a form that's unrecognizable by the end,
Ethan have this cleaned up
I tell him and leave the basement, gosh even his blood stinks, I'm about to head back to check on Liam when I look in the mirror and realize my clothes are all covered in blood,
(I should probably change...I don't know how he'll react seeing my bloody clothes...)
I head back to my room and change into another shirt, I start making way to his room when,
(Should I get him something to eat...does he like sweets...)
I head into the kitchen and the maids bow as they see me
Mr Ford how can we help you?
One of them asked looking confused probably by the fact that I never step into the kitchen, it's true...I don't but I don't mind doing it when it's for Liam
I ask them to give me plate of cookies, I don't know if he likes them but it's worth a shot.
They reluctantly give me a plate probably because I don't like sweets, not one bit. I still take the plate and head back to Liam's room.
PHOENIX'S POV
I'm sitting on the couch after changing...I don't want to be delusional but I'm waiting for Sebastian to walk through these doors...I keep looking at my wrists...
(Fucker left so many bruises...)
I'm examining my wounds when I hear a knock on the door what startles me. My blood runs cold and I slowly look at the door and make my way towards it cautiously, I peep through the peephole and let pit a sigh of relief as it's Sebastian. I open the door for him,
Oh um hi..
I say my voice still shaky, he looks me up and down seeing that I've changed,
Can I come inside?
He asks, I step aside letting him enter. He steps inside and places a plate of cookies on the table,
(Did he bring them for me...?)
How're you feeling now? Any better?
He asks his voice still soft. I nod,
I'm alright now...thank you for your help...you saved me again
It's no worries, I did what I had to. I brought you some cookies, I don't know what flavors you like or do you even like sweets at all but...
He gestures me to try a cookie and so I did, it had been a while since I've had something sweet so much so that the first bite made me smile, I look at him and his eyes sort of light up seeiome smile
I guess you like them,
He said while chuckling, he takes a step towards me and brush my hair out of my face,
You look really beautiful when you smile you know. You should smile more
It's supposed to be a compliment but frankly...I've lost all my reasons to smile..
Ever since that day.. he sits down on the couch and I sit at a distance,
Hey... Louise told my your served 2 years in the military?is that true?
I nod slowly again...(Not quite two years but 8...)