Two men barged in, and are now scavenging the dusty room. Each with a baseball bat in their hands.No guns. That’s good news.Looks like they don’t have a lot of people. That’s why it took a while for them to sweep to this room. But still, they are all men with weapons, while Scar and Sebastian have nothing to put up a proper defense. It’s only a matter of time before they corner them in this tiny closet, and if that happens, then they would really be a lamb to the slaughter.“What do we do now?!” Scar hisses. Her whisper is so low that it barely reaches Sebastian, yet she feels like her voice is loud like thunder, “Do we make a run for it?”“Not safe,” Sebastian mumbles back, keeping an eye outside through the gap between the crooked doors, “Neither of them is from the car behind you. Meaning they have at least five people, three are waiting out there.”Scar grips her dress to calm herself, but that doesn’t stop her tremble.Sebastian reaches over slowly, grabbing her fear-frozen han
Sebastian sneaks out swiftly before Scar can snap out of that breathtaking kiss. Dare not to attract attention to him, Scar has to watch him slip along the wall out of her sight. She can’t see his location after only one or two seconds. All she knows is, that the two men in the room haven’t noticed anything on this end of the abandoned plant.But they are searching their way over to her.The closet has an in-wall cabinet, and half of its door missing. From what it looks like, it’s for the cleaner’s work jacket and tools. Inside it hangs a huge, blue jacket but no pants or any other. And on the left corner a dirty, empty basket.Dare not to risk making any sound, Scar takes off the jacket instead, puts it over her head,d and curl in the corner by the door of the small closet.It’s the same chance to be spotted whether she’s on the floor or in the wide open cabinet, if they ever come to search in here.“It doesn’t look like they are in this one either,” A mean, loud voice approaches the
Scar dodges out of the way in the last second.She doesn’t know how she pulled her shocked stiff body to finish that move, but if she didn’t, the guy would be looking eye to eye with her through the crack between the two doors by now.She lost the outburst of courage she got burning her fury. All left is her pumping heart with such loud a beat in her chest that she feels like even the guy outside the door could hear. She can’t believe she almost just barged out to have a fight with a rapist when she has no weapon in her hand.But their plan is heading in the worst direction:Four guys are on Sebastian, and her life is still very much in danger. There is no way she could escape, or take down this tattooed thug with a bat in his hand.What now? No one can save her this time.The guy sticks the bat into the door, pushing them open slightly. Scar holds her breath, backing into the wall, but that’s only inches from the door anyway. Scar grips her fists, weighing between throwing a weak pun
The yard is empty and quiet.From what it looks like, the whole area is not just abandoned, but even off the power grid. Twilight brushes a bloody orange on the edge of the sky, and instantly the buildings turn dark with no light anywhere.Like a monster on its stomach, mouth open for prey.She tries to look for an emergency phone, which might still be on, but if Sebastian already tried to call the police, then that wouldn’t help anyone. She can try to sneak out of the area and look for help once she makes it. But at the moment...She has no one except Silco to turn to, and she is not even sure if that’s not delivering herself back into the mouth of the monster.Or, she can try to get out Sebastian and Authur on her own. The hardest, and the most unlikely. There is no car in the yard, but they couldn’t have come here on foot. Their cars must be somewhere, and if she could start any of them...She barely remembers how to start a car without a key from the one-time search online. She’s
“I’m really sorry! I just-I wanted to get to the cars...” Blurting nonsense, Scar sobs as she tries to get words out.“I know, baby, I know,” The man is not stopping, but starts pushing her in the direction of that closest, “and you did great! You will be safe, don’t worry!”Scar knows he is just comforting her. She obviously worsened the situation. If Sebastian managed to do anything before this, she has ruined it by now.“I’m sorry--” Scar couldn’t find anything to say. Only that word can find its way out of her.“Hey, hey, hey, you are okay? I’m not mad at you. If the police can’t come in time, the cars would be our best shot!” Sebastian cups her face, bending low to search for her eyes. He gazes into her eyes, making her sees into his eyes, where there is only clean warmth and genuine care, “You did great and you almost made it. I’m just glad that you are not hurt. Get in there.”“Here?” Scar backs into the in-wall closet, “We are hiding here again? We can’t, they are right behind
A broken rib.Scar wasn’t sure how long it was for the thugs to rain hits on Sebastian. All she remembers are the swinging bats, the kicks, and the painful groans across the think door that Sebastian tried to suppress. He could barely stand when the police charged into the room, but he didn’t let go of the bat locking her door until the medical care basically had to peel him off before putting him on a stretcher.Bruises and blood all over him, he was barely conscious on the way to the hospital. They counted a few dozen bruises, mostly on his limbs. A deep cut on his left forearm, later to be determined from a nail on a table in the warehouse when he fought the thugs. But other than that, no severe wound, no inside bleedingly, and no damaged organs.A broken rib. That’s the most severe injury he got out of this crazy scheme against her life.“I can’t believe it!” Aurora keeps shouting as Scar told her what happened, “That’s so lucky! I’m so happy that you are alright, Scar! I was scar
“How do you feel?” Adrian breaks the awkward air, taunting Sebastian with a smirk, “Regret dropping fencing now?”Sebastian rolls his eyes at him, lying back down with a low groan.Adrian grins, shooting a glance at Scar before he continues: “Since when were you into the hero type, hmm? The almighty Mr. Knight, into the devil’s nest with his bare hands for the beauty.”Scar looks away.“You did that, too,” Sebastian glares at Adrian.When that psycho took Scar, Adrian sneaked in and saved Scar when her chair was falling off that abandoned building. Sebastian could never forget the wronged tears in Scar’s eyes, and the admiring look when she put her arms around Adrian’s neck.“Yes, I did,” Adrian curves his lips tauntinly, “successfully with a gun. Consider yourself lucky that these bastards didn’t have guns, or you wouldn’t be here by now.”“That...is lucky...” Sebastian frowns with deep thoughts, trying to think under the sedative. His brain is still a mush.Why didn’t they even have
“Wait, Adrian!” Scar chases after Adrian, but Sebastian stops her.“It’s okay, he wouldn’t know,” Sebastian sits up, a hand pressing on his broken ribs to limit its movement, “Three of them is a start. I’m sure the police are working on it.”Scar stares at him with disbelief.“They almost killed us! They almost killed YOU! How could you be so calm about it? You heard Adrian. He said THE three guys, not just three guys. He was under the impression that there were only three of them! The other two got away and they would probably come back for us!”“Brilliant deduction,” The man teases her, adjusting his body into a more comfortable position on his own, slowly settling in, “And you deem them having only five people because...?”Scar is speechless. She can’t know. There would be a whole gang working for Jack Fuller. And the police’s attitude is actually clear: they are not super into it. They didn’t come to the rescue until way later than they were supposed to be, and now they let two pe
Scar couldn’t answer Silco’s question.What kind of a question was that?! She doesn’t treat them differently! They are all her enemies, and they all played a part in that horrifying night five years ago! When Ava bullied her, Sebastian took Ava’s side; when Ava needed her blood, Sebastian was the one plugging the tube into Scar’s wrist; when Ava tried to murder her child, HIS child, he gave Ava the key to their house! So of course she treats them differently! If Ava was a murderer, then Sebastian was just a stupid tool Ava used; if Ava wanted her dead, Sebastian only failed to protect her.So why that question?!Why SHOULD she treat them as equally evil? She doesn’t only because she is a fair person!Having a bloody battle in her mind, Scar couldn’t help but feel angry when she couldn’t pin down where the anger comes from.It was a simple question, one that she does have an answer for.So why couldn’t she?Why did she feel guilty when Silco asked that, and why did she run from that qu
Silco finally nods with a proud smile, seeing Scar had led her to where he was leading her to go: “I think that would raise our chances by a lot, princess.”Scar’s eyes beam, not at the coming win, but at the proud look from Silco.She doesn’t even realize it.Never in the first twenty years of life has she tasted what being proud of feels like, and that’s not because of a lack of trying. For a very long time, she believed so long as she worked hard, she would get the praise from Jack and Anna just like Ava. She never did.It feels amazing.While Scar is enjoying her newfound secret, forbidden satisfaction, Lilith is amazed at the closeness shared between Scar and Silco that her best friend doesn’t seem to even notice herself. Does Scar still remember that she doesn’t even know the identity of this man? Scar looks up at him like a little lamb at her shepherd.What’s with this sudden, almost-father-daughter vibe?!“So we just wait?” Scar asks Silco, “What if they don’t make a move?”“Y
“Silco!” Still in the euphoric state, Scar springs off the sofa, demanding the man like a little girl, “You knew him?! Elijah Green? Did you know what a weirdo he was?! Who tells people that they look like their dead friend on the first time they meet?! Why on earth did you make me go to that horrible party?! You owe me an explanation!”Silco lets out a smirk, “Dead...friend? Interesting...” He laughs at her pout, rubbing her hair as he leads her back to the sofa: “The party was horrible? Then why did I hear that the Fuller’s mother-daughter pair put on quite a show to entertain?”Well, it WAS quite enjoyable when they panicked as their lies spilled all over the floor before Scar picked it up for them.Scar sticks her tongue out.“Sure, she begged me for mercy,” Scar shrugs, throwing herself back into the sofa with a loud sigh, “but they only wanted to keep up their lies in front of the Green Lady. I have been calling her about our deal and she hasn’t picked up yet. Pretty sure I got
“I have heard a lot about you,” Elijah Green grins at Scar, giving a meaningful glance in the Green Lady’s direction.The Fullers are pasting around the Green Lady again, like two buzzing flies that would always come back. Looking over, Scar couldn’t help but let out a snort, “So have I.” She says with a cold voice, “Is that what this conversation is for?”If he is here to fight for Ava, too. Scar frowns. She swears to God! She would—“I think they are lying to mom,” Elijah Green answers tamely, as if he doesn’t even hear the sarcasm in Scar’s tone. In Scar’s surprised look, the man laughs like a marshmallow, with a childish, mischievous shade in there, “Anyone who looks so much alike my dear -- hmm -- friend, couldn’t be a bully.”Every time he says that, he adds a pause in there as if it originally wasn’t a “friend”, but something else there. Weird. Scar thinks.“...but I bet you are fierce, no? I bet you are kind to people, but take the stand if needed,” Elijah Green is still going
Sebastian is afraid.Never in his life has he been so. How could he not? He is in the face of his final judgement. He only got through the past five years lying to himself that Scar hated him because Alice died, when he managed to save Alice. That’s his one shred of hope. That some day, when he could tell Scar that, all will be forgiven and forgotten.But that’s precisely why he dared not touch it. Because deep down, he knows that the answer is likely to be no.He just doesn’t know how to survive that answer. If his actions would never get forgiveness from the one person he can’t live without. Then what?It takes him all his willpower to force his eyes up to meet Scar’s. His throat so dry that it starts hurting. He grips a fist, hides it in his pocket with his whole body stiff like a rock.There is storm in Scar’s eyes.There is anger, of course. Anger for all that has happened. Anger for all his stupid mistreatment and self-righteousness. Anger for all the hurt he used to meet her lo
In so many years to come, Sebastian would be grateful that Scar caved, again.He could see the struggle in her eyes, and the familiar fire that would have driven her to call off the deal. But for several long seconds, she doesn’t say anything.He takes that as an “in” and drags her away.He is not sure what he would have done if Scar chose Scott. It’s not like he could really keep her away from the lead of her mom’s case. He has investigated for so many years, just so he could give her what she wants when she wants it.Just not Scott.Or any other men.“I didn’t know you were interested in eye candy,” Sebastian squeezes Scar's hand punishingly when he notices that long after they arrived at the small table across the room from Scott, she is still gazing in that direction.Scar frowns at his sting. What’s his problem?? Ever since she enter Ava’s proud event, he has been a bother none stop. Just because he has got something that she’s interested, he thought he could walk over her??“I g
“Stop it! We weren’t talking about you!” Scar frowns, stepping up for Scott. She can’t have Scott being a target of Sebastian because of her.Scott might be next in line to inherit the Green empire, but he has never spent a day in his life fighting in the business world. How’s that fair?!Scott smirks at Sebastian from behind Scar.Sebastian is boiling. “Hiding behind a woman? Is that all you got?!”“Am I supposed to be ashamed? For hiding behind Scar?” Scott grins, not seeming to be offended at all as he drawls with that annoying smirk, “I don’t know. It sounds like you are upset that you don’t get to do the same.”Sebastian’s eyes are murderous now.Scar’s eyes open wide. She has never seen Sebastian like this. Losing his cool in front of anyone. Sarcasm and personal attack? Is this man really the white knight who always dominates in any room?He looks like an ordinary, jealous husband.The thing is, he is no longer her husband to have the right to be jealous of men she talks to!“W
Even at the top of her anger, all Scar wanted was to take back what she was owed and extend justice. Her eyes open slightly at his words, amazed at Scott’s careless tone.He lost his mom just like she did. He was unwanted by his original family, just like she was. But instead of tormenting himself, he chooses to torment everyone who owed him and maintains his life.“I wish I could be so free, just like you...” Scar murmurs, “How did you turn up well, losing your mom when you were a baby...?”When she became such a mess that she couldn’t hold on to anything good in her life?“I couldn’t do it, not without Mr. Vanderbilt.” Scott shakes his head.Mr. Vanderbilt...Scar lowers her eyelashes, hiding her secret within.Scott lands his gloomy look on Elijah Green, who is socializing with the guests not far from them, “If he didn’t take care of me all these years, the Greens would never have taken a low level orphan boy back, no matter the blood running through my veins.”Scar doesn’t recogni
Bored at the party, Scar leans against the window frame, her lips tainted with wine, her eyes nailed on Anna Fuller.All the guests who came for the Green lady are influencers in the city, if not flew in specially for this event. It’s a huge thing for the Green family, and their first chance to contact the prince of the Greens, meaning, the future of the Greens.“Someone looks happy,”Scar flinches when a voice snaps her out of her bored mind wandering, only to see Scott’s face.“Not as happy as you,” Scar snorts not without sarcasm, “…PRINCE Scott.”Scott’s smile is bright and sunny like any boy in the neighborhood.“Sorry I didn’t tell you earlier,” Scott makes a bitter face, “I guess I…I wanted you to see me for me, not any title that was coming my way.”“In case I said yes to you for the heritage you were going to get?” Scar folds her arms, sneering, “That was a lousy assumption--”“No!” Scott lets out a surprise laugh, “I thought I would have a bigger chance to woo you! If withou