---- Please...

Tler earlier words to me ricochet in my mind and I feel dread.

My stomach drops in my stomach.

She was not lying.

She hadn't planned it with her father.

There really was someone who was trying to kill her......and he stood right in front of me right now with her blood dripping from his fingers and a knife rooted into her chest ---- eee Chapter44 Xavier's pov She was tied to a chair, her clothes were cut and ribbed to shreds.

There was deep wound on her thigh, like someone rooted a knife inside it, and blood was spilling out of it like anything.

It didn't stop there.

No.

Her left arm were covered with a deep red cut, that went all the way up to her neck, making her entire left arm soak in blood.

I gulp looking at her face and I see an ugly similar deep cut marred all along the side of her face, making half her face coat in that red liquid.noveldrama

The torture was brutal.

A cloth was stuffed into her mouth stopping her from screaming and her innocent gray eyes were tearing, ---- locked at me, dropping down, as if tired of struggling They were begging me to be saved and in that moment something drastically shifted inside me.

My vision turns red as I saw the bastard standing behind her, looking at me.

The knife...

it was rooted inside her chest, just near her heart and blood gushed out of it.

I feel something crack inside me seeing it.

Before I could leap on him, he rushes to jump out of the window to only shift mid air.

I wanted to follow him, to rip him to shreds.

But my legs freeze, refusing to leave her side.

Ron! 45+ 56 East! Intruder! Fucking get him at all cost! Alive! Now! ---- He responds in affirmation and J turn around to step closer to her.

Her dropping teary bloodshot eyes were still staring at me.

Doll.

Fuck! Ripping the ropes binding her and covering her up with my shirt, I pick her up to rush towards the infirmary.

Blood was dripping down her body like a damn waterfall.

She was turning pale.

Dammit! Sierra.

Look at me.

Don't close your eyes.

Do you hear me? Her bloody fingers rest on my chest to clench into fists and something drops in my stomach.

Those eyes...

they were tearing.

Her lips opening and closing.

Struggling to speak.