A CROISSANT
-HADES-
Tears roll down her cheeks like waterfall, she struggles to breathe, thrashing against the sock stuffed in her mouth.
I stumbled back, my eyes erupting into a piercing pain before I felt tears sliding down my cheeks. With trembling hands, I gripped the edge of my table, supporting myself against it as my throat grew tight with each passing second.
She let out a loud wail, withering in pain under that man. My brother stood near them, watching her with lusful eyes. He was enjoying all this when Sage was drowning in her own tears.
My forehead felt heavy with the sweat beads as I tried to take deep breathes.
I felt suffocated. I couldn't breathe. My vision blurred as I cried out. My heart was tearing into pieces, my soul was crumbling down.
Sean. Sean is there. He is there. He is one of them.
Sean raped her. He raped Sage. He raped my wife. He raped her.
No.
NO.
SHE WASN'T LYING.
SHE WASN'T FUCKING LYING.
Oh god! No! This can't be possible.
Sean can't do that. He- Oh no . . . NO. NO! Was she not lying that night too?
My knees buckled as I fell on the floor, tears running down my cheeks as my body shook in uncontrollable guilt drowned in pain.
How could this happen?
I investigated so much into that.
HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?
FUCK! FUCK!
What the fuck have I done!?
She wasn't lying. My babygirl wasn't lying. She never lied about it. My brother, my own blood was the evil one.
My eyes slowly traveled up to the screen in front of me. The sight of him hurting Sage tore my heart and crushed my soul.
" SEAN." I roar, yanking my pistol out of my jacket before I storm out of my room.
My footsteps resonated behind me as I stormed through the empty halls of my manor. The guard outside Sean's room opened his door at the sight of me.
" Where is that fucking weasel?" I growl as the guard trembled in fear.
" He left a few minutes ago. He was in a hurry, Sir. He left this for you." He stutters, handing me a crinkled paper.
Dear Brother,
I know those two fuckers have told you who I really am so we won't be going over it again.
Thank you so much for getting me out of that trashy prison, I owe you that!
I'm leaving, don't know where I'm going, don't know when I'll be back but I'm leaving.
P.S. Sorry for fucking your wife. She was a good fuck though.
Yours sincerely
Sean
" LAWRENCE." I scream, tearing the paper into tiny pieces.
Lawrence appears running down the hallway the next moment, a frown on his face as he waits for my order.
" Lawrence, listen to me." I growl, leaning back on the wall.
I'm fucking exhausted.
" I want Sean here. I don't care how you get him, just do it. And ask someone to track Shawn and Enrique, I want to meet them. And bring me those asylum people. I want every detail of this situation. Put everyone to work!"
I wipe away my tears harshly, unsure of where to begin. How do I even look at myself in the mirror after knowing how brutal I was with my innocent Sage.
That motherfucker Sean! I'll kill him. I'll rip him into pieces. I won't let him live after all that.
Oh god! What have I done to my baby Sage!?
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"One strong espresso and one iced mocha, please." The lady behind the lady shoots me a glare before slapping her palm on the counter.
" It's ten p.m." she raises an eyebrow at me.
" So? You're getting the money so do the fucking work!" Shawn screams, slapping his hand on the counter louder than her.
She flinches back, glaring at him before she nods and walks away.
" Bro, you need to calm the down." I sigh, patting his shoulder.
" Don't try to make me feel good about this, Enrique. Do you realise what I'm feeling right now? Hades is a fucking monster. My sister was with two monsters, in their house, in an unknown country. They . . ." He trails off, wiping away his tears harshly.
We let the unspoken be unspoken. The thought of Sage being in the same house with those two demons, under their complete mercy already speaks for itself.
I can't even make myself imagine what she might have been through when she got to know Hades' real colors.
That filthy bastard who she decided to spend her entire life turned out to be the brother of her rapist. What can be more worse?
" One espresso and iced mocha." The waitress slams the cups infront of us, breaking me out of my thoughts.
Shawn picks up his cup of espresso, weakly sipping on it. His eyes were red and puffy with dark bags under them. He was exhausted physically but I knew it was his emotional pain that was pulling him down.
" Can I join?" Hades Romano stood in front of us, like a evil monster he is.
I looked up at him, his hair and clothes were unruly and his eyes looked exhausted. I couldn't decide if he saw the video and was sad about it or he just came back after fucking someone.
" Do me a favor and get the fuck outta my sight!" I growl, as he pulls out a chair and sits down beside Shawn.
" I . . . saw it. She wasn't lying. She wasn't lying. That guy . . . He was hurting her. She was in pain." He whispers, his voice breaks as he utters each word.
" Tell me you've killed your brother before getting here." I groan.
" He ran away. My men are looking for him." Hades sighs, snatching my drink from me.
" Your men are useless like you! How did your brother know about it before you could pull the trigger?" I grit my teeth in anger.
I can already smell the fishy fishy situation in his story. Of course he helped his brother escape and now came here so he can find Sage before us.
" I don't know. He wasn't there when I got to his room. Someone must have informed him. But all my men are looking for him, they will get him back here on his knees. Let's focus on finding Sage right now." He says, sipping on my drink as if his father paid for it.
" Hades." Shawn says.
" Please leave us alone. You couldn't even punish your brother who was in your own house. What more can we expect from you? Just leave, it fucking hurts my heart to even look at you." Shawn sighs, as Hades puts his hand on Shawn's hand.
" Trust me, Shawn. I-"
" Trust you?" Shawn cuts him off.
" Trust you? I trusted you with my baby sister, Hades. And what did you do? You abused her, helped her rapist and dumped her into a mental asylum. Just be grateful that I'm holding my sanity together and not killing you right now." Shawn growls, his tired eyes glaring at Hades.
" I can help look for Sage. She's my wife." Hades mumbles.
" Don't you dare call her your wife!" I say, snatching my drink from him.
" Your anger isn't going to change the fact that she is." Hades growls.
" Even if you find Sage, she is my wife. I can get you behind the bars." He smirks at me.
" I don't trust him, Shawn. After all that he has put our Sage through, I dont trust this man." I say, looking at Shawn.
Shawn stares at Hades, before he sighs and looks away.
" I know. I know, I've done wrong. And trust me, it is crumbling my soul down every second. How could not believe those innocent eyes? God! Please Shawn, give me a chance to repent. Please give me a chance so I can live with myself without losing my sanity." For the first time, I saw tears in his eyes as he cried the words out.
Shawn locks his jaw, contemplating over his choices before he slams his cup on the table.
" Fine! I give both of you a chance, we'll find my sister and get her home but after that, Hades, you'll divorce her and then the both of you will never meet her again." Shawn says as I felt a punch in my gut.
Never meet her again!? What was that supposed to mean?
" But-"
" I'm try-"
" Yes or no?" Shawn cuts both of us off, glaring at us.
" Shawn." I groan.
" I don't care what you two do. I dont care how much you regret. The fact that I'll never let you two close to my sister ever again won't change." He says, eyeing both of us.
Hades and I exchange looks. I don't know what it was for but we did and we both concluded it with a nod to Shawn.
" So, how will we look for her?" I ask, tapping my fingers on the table.
" My men are going to bring those assholes from the mental asylum tomorrow. We'll get some clue from them." Hades says.
" It will take days! This is ridiculous." I roll my eyes.
" Do you have a better plan?" Hades glares at me.
Shawn stands up, completely annoyed by both of us. He walks up to the counter, slams some dollar bills in front of the woman and buys a bag full of croissants.
" Did you buy them for us?" Hades asks, looking at the croissants in Shawn's hand.
Shawn ignores us, walking out of the Cafe. He pulls a croissant out and hands it to the beggar sitting outside the Cafe. Then to the another one and another one and another one until he was distributing croissants to all the beggars on the road.
" Bro is really into charity work." Hades mutters, eyeing me from head to toe before looking back at Shawn.
What did he just imply!?
Shawn pulls the last croissant and tries to hand it to the last beggar but he just sits on the road, covering himself with a muddy, old blanket.
" Excuse me, sir? Would you like a croissant?" Shawn asks, kneeling near the dirty creature.
" Don't force him, Shawn. Let's go." Hades says when Shawn shoots him a glare.
" Sir, I'm sure your hungry. Would you like a croissant?" Shawn asks again, tapping his shoulder.
The man moves a little, forwarding his ugly, bruised hand for Shawn.
Shawn stands there baffled, not handing him the croissant.
" Shawn!" I scream, trying to break him out of his day dream.
" Yo Shawn!" Hades screams.
" SAGE." He says, looking up us.
And down at the beggar.
Sage?
