Loving You - Chapter 29 (Patreon)

Outside POV

The room was dark. The only light coming from a lamp in the far corner. Jax stood in the corner of the room waiting for Damien's arrival. And Gabriel sat strung up in the center of the room, conscious with not a single scratch on him. He tried to be strong, even though he knew what was coming next would be anything but merciful.

The door made a sound and opened. Damien entered the room clad in dark clothing. His usually unruly hair pushed back and out of his face. His crystal irises void of any emotion. He was walking perfection created to be wanted and feared by all. He strode into the large room without faltering and gazed upon the man that made this all possible. He had infiltrated his home, betrayed his trust, and taken Nevaeh. He was the reason all this had happened. He was the reason that Damien would never meet his unborn child. And Nevaeh may be forever broken because of it.

Gabriel looked up upon his entrance. He knew he should be afraid. And he knew begging for mercy would be pointless. Damien stalked over to him like a lion and its prey. Watching him. Instilling fear deep within his bones. Damien stopped when he was standing directly in front of him. He stood in the room in silence. Not a sound was made except for the loud thundering of Gabriel's heart. A heart that Damien was going to be sure to tear out.

Damien stared at him. He stared into his eyes. And he stared deep into his soul. He stared at him because he truly felt rage towards this man. Jax shifted uneasily in the corner. He had never seen Damien this way. A silent rage pouring from his every pore. Damien finally walked away coming to where Jax was standing. He never made a sound. Never even acknowledged Jax was in the room. He walked past him to the table full of tools. Damien grabbed the barber knife and moved back over to where Gabriel was tied up.

And he stood there for another moment longer. Not moving. Not speaking. Until finally, he began.

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17 hours later.

Jax POV

Sick. I've never felt it before during an interrogation. I've always been strong and unfeeling. But this time was completely and utterly different. It took everything in me not to throw up my breakfast. This was a side of Damien I had never in my life seen before and for once I was terrified. To say I didn't recognize the man who once used to be Gabriel would be an understatement. He had resorted to begging someone to take his life 4 hours into this. And Damien was relentless. The smell of blood, sweat and urine permeated the air.

My fist were squeezed as tight as can be. The only thing keeping my sanity in line. The gore in front of me could only be described as that. Gabriel. Or what was left of him was no longer conscious.

"Damien."

My voice carried over the chamber but he didn't answer me. I take a few tentative steps towards him his tense silhouette standing as if he was a statue. I didn't know how Damien would react to me interrupting his session.

"Damien." I try again. He jumps and turns towards me. His eyes are empty. Void of any emotion. He looks inhuman. And I almost want to just turn around and leave him to what he was doing. But my conscience was overruling my logic. If anything Ramirez deserved all this that Damien was doing to Gabriel. But Ramirez was dead. Damien made sure to that fact.

Then something happened that I had never expected. Damien's eyes began to fill with water. Until the water spilled down his face in large rivulets. And my heart broke for him.

"No matter what I do. I can't... I can't take this pain away. This loss. This feeling is too much Jax. I don't... I don't know how to cope." And he collapses on the ground in front of me. His shoulders shaking violently from the tears spilling down his face. I drop next to him trying to comfort him.

"It's all my fault Jax. That child. It's dead because of me. Nevaeh, she's broken because of me." He begins punching the ground repeatedly, grinding his teeth together. In all honesty I don't know how to react to this. This is Damien we're talking about. I had never seen him cry. And here he was on his knees in front of me, having a breakdown.

"Damien, it's not your fault. You can't think that way. And you can't be like this. You have to be strong. For you. And especially for Nevaeh. I know it may not have seemed like it, but I know she has strong feelings for you. And this is something that the two of you will need each other to get through." I pause for a moment and see that Damien is actually listening to me. So I continue slowly.

"Maybe taking her wasn't the right thing Damien. And maybe you did go about doing things the wrong way.." I trail off usually at this moment Damien would have at least interrupted me and broken my nose for saying something like that. But he's staring intently at the ground. He's actually listening to me.

"But you did take her. And even though all of this happened you can't blame yourself because what's done is done. If we hadn't gotten there in the time that we did much worse may have happened to her. And if you hadn't acted as quickly as you did, she wouldn't be in the hospital on the road to recovery, she'd be 6 feet under right about now. So try and be a little positive about this. Ok?" The room is silent and Damien finally stands up. He looks at Gabriel's unconscious body and I half expect him to throw a bucket of water on him and resume his torture. But he does the exact opposite.

"Take him to an alley. Give an anonymous tip to the police and make sure he gets to a hospital and is stabilized."

My mouth almost drops in shock.

"Wha-" I begin but Damien holds his hand up in silence.

"Nevaeh wouldn't want this." He then walks out of the room leaving me behind in complete and utter shock as the door closes behind him.