52 - Just Three?

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 shit who was trying to crawl away from me.

“Stay the fuck away from us, you ugly fuck! She’s my bitch an