the stitch

Chapter 89(The stitch)

Hazel's Point Of View:

“Do it. Strike me!” I prompted, raising both eyebrows.

'SLASH!’ The sound of blade cutting through flesh echoed.

My eyes widened in shock. I immediately squeezed my eyes shut, expecting overwhelming pain but nothing came.

I opened my eyes and looked to my left. A gasp escaped my lips as I saw Damian holding the blade in his hand. He stopped it from getting to me with his bare hands.

Blood was visibly dripping from his hands onto the soil. He gritted his teeth in pain.

My hand flew to my lips, silencing my gasp.

“Alex," I whispered, my voice shaking as I walked towards Damian who managed to pull the sword from Alex's grip even though he was holding the razor sharp part which cut deep into his palm.

I could hear his heavy breathing as he stared daggers at Alex.

He dropped the sword, the iron hitting loudly against the floor.

Alex rolled up his shirt sleeves slowly and carefully before lunging at Damian with a punch that Damian managed to esc