#dark blog

Take me to your family dinner,l’lI play footsie with u Under the table ;)

WHEN THEIR SO COMES HOME CRYING

• Dear please, what happened? Why are you crying, who hurt you? He’s gonna have them for dinner.
• He’s furious, who had the gall to not only make you cry, but to even lay their filthy hands on you. Distasteful
• He’s gonna check you up methodically, not leaving anything to the fate. And hopefully,your injury is not serious
• After he will be at your side, unconditionally. Everything he had to do will be postponed. He has better things to do now
• Don’t worry,he won’t push you to talk about what happened. He needs only a name, and he will have them disappear from existence
• His dear baby, so distraught. He can’t have that. You are his precious diamond, and no one should have the gall to even breathe the same air as you
• And if you hear the name of your attacker in the news the month later, you knew that Hannibal had done it

• He should have known, that Arkin would give you a run for your money. He should have done something sooner. He should have killed him when he had the chance
• And look what happened. His dear butterfly, crying, clutching their wrist in their hands. Shakingly telling him, through sobs and tears, that someone tried to hurt you, that he knew him and so on
• And if that wasn’t the wrath of God he was feeling. Your tears were drawing knives in his heart, and he couldn’t help but hug you tight, shushing you oh so gently.
• He talked you through your panic attack, and when you managed to calm down just enough, he bandaged your wrist so gently, afraid of breaking you further
• He would deal with him later, he couldn’t leave you alone,not when you begged him with your eyes to stay with you, afraid of that man
• He would have gone after him, if you didn’t tell him that he had been following you. You didn’t know where he was now,but that enough was a reason for him to stay put
• He couldn’t pass up an opportunity so precious like this. And if Arkin wanted to play with fire, he just had to burn him to ashes, didn’t he? And if the news told the tragic demise of another thief, you knew that Asa had made his claim clear.
• You were his and his alone.

• Oh, dear ol’ Vincent. No one,apart from his twin, knew how really vicious and brutal he was. Fortunately for them, no one had yet witnessed his carnage
• It was Bi who brought you to him. You were too shaken and too injured to even move. He felt a pang in his chest. After all, you were his twin’s lover, you were family
• He felt a chill tun down his spine, when he saw Vincent’s only eye change from that warm blue to an icy shade of cyan.
• He made sure you were okay, needing Bo assistance to patch you up. He needed only a glance to his twin, to make him understand.
• Before he left, he kissed your cheeks, then your forehead,and then your lips. He was comforting you,before he left. A promise
• Bo was left as your guardian,and even flinched a little at the sight. Never he had seen so much hate, so much bloodlust
• And if Lester ended up with nothing but pieces of a body to dump,then he knew that one of them had done a massacre.
• There was nothing left of the attackers. And you would not remember them. They were just a faint memory.
• He didn’t leave your side for the next week. He was making sure you were still there, with him. That was too close a call to

• The second he heard you running sobbing through the house and into your bedroom,was the moment he knew. Something happened and would deal his punishment
• He was tempted to see what was upsetting you,but Lester came in first and told him to come and deal with this motherfucker
• Well he would just that. But what Lester didn’t tell him was that it was this bitchy piece of shit who made you cry. Their words like a hot knife cutting through butter
• Oh,but he knew something was up with this one. The looks Lester was giving him about the asshole were telling enough. If Lester was this tense, then it was their fault
• And how loved to torture them. To slowly take them apart, painfully dragging their death on. By the end,there was not a single piece of meat intact.
• And if after that, you felt a strong pair of arms around you, and a soft southern accent shushing you, you knew that you were safe
• - shh, shh darlin’. It’s alright, ain’t it? Bo’s gotcha, don’t worry-

• Probably Preston was the cause of your current state. He was jealous of your husband, and by default, he was an absolute menace to you
• If it wasn’t for his imposing figure, his character and edgy tongue did the work for him. But you were used to it. But the violence was new
• He caged you, threatened you, and soon enough you were struggling to get free. His grip was hard and strong,and it would leave its mark
• It was Jesse’s presence who made him let go, but it was too late. He was standing there, frozen. Looking first at you,then at your arm,and then at Preston
• Oh,he was gonna have fun with him, wouldn’t him? And it would have been cute to see you hide behind him, if you weren’t panicking
• Spann was already there,taking you to a much more safer place. She was the opposite of Preston,and you could understand why Jesse trusted her so much.
• It wasn’t long after your escape that Jesse came back. And he didn’t waste time. He cradled you like he would a baby, and let you cry
• He didn’t let go, not once. He was there for you. He would protect you, dear lover. And no one would stop him from doing so.