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Raphael
Crossing my arms over my chest, I stood completely still, watching the whole scene unfold right in front of my eyes.
From the moment her maddeningly tempting scent hit the human male's senses, it all came crashing down.
Like under a curse, his brown eyes turned a few shades darker, visible tears streaming down her cheeks as he harshly gripped her, quickly turning her around and without even blinking, he slammed her hard against the thickly filled bookshelf.
Quiet sobs filled the air, my brows furrowing as I noticed his hands now shamelessly roaming over her jean-clad thighs, her body standing completely still as he continued his violent assault, the sounds of his lips sloppily kissing her neck making me weirdly feel a little bothered. However, I simply ignored that feeling and instead, I continued on watching, curious to see how it would end.
And then it happened.
From the moment his hands practically ripped her jeans button open and forced the zipper down, sliding inside, her every movement suddenly stilled, like a lifeless doll, her bright green eyes blankly staring into nothingness.
thump thump, thump...thump...
I listened to her heartbeat suddenly slowing down, like a bomb setting off, everything happening in the fraction of a second.
Like being pulled by an invisible force, his limbs violently detached themselves from his body, blood instantly spraying everywhere, including my body and hers, her entire expression though remaining completely still for another few seconds, before all the human male's ripped body parts landed on the wooden floor with dull thuds. And like snapped back from a trance, her gaze instantly landed on the horror scene at her feet.
A small, terrified scream escaped her lips, her entire body violently trembling as her horrified gaze moved from the blood covering her clothes, to the gruesome pile of body parts laying on the floor in a puddle of crimson.
Holy fuck...
Daya
My blood-covered body violently convulsed as my gaze remained glued to the floor, staring at the lifeless, torn human parts, my mind stilling in the same shocked state.
No...he's...dead...Another human...
I have killed another innocent human...
Still shaking, I slowly lifted my hands, widely staring at the large amounts of blood coating them, my gaze shifting to the cruel monster that indirectly caused all this, noticing the completely blank expression marring his features as his soulless black orbs constantly shifted between the torn apart corpse and I.
"Y-you're evil...You're a m-monster..." I shakily whispered, feeling small tears making their way down my cheeks.
Mother was right...fallens are nothing but despicable creatures, always bringing pain...
"Holy gods, Daya..." My brother's worried, hushed tone reached my ears, his shirt-clad chest appearing right in front of my line of sight before everything suddenly went black.
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