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“W-what?” Zoe releases her hold on her hair and starts swiping at her eyes like she’s trying to make them work. “No… no… They have her too. They have my Alana too. No. No.” She shoots to her feet, still swiping at her eyes, her gaze dancing between me and Alana at my side.
“Zoe. It’s alright—” Alana starts, but Zoe cuts her off with a loud shriek.
“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!”
Flinching back, I’m barely prepared for Zoe to run toward me like a protective lioness, her teeth bared, her fingers held like claws as she skirts over the bed and grabs for Alana.
Alana is too slow to react in time as well, and before we even know what the fuck is happening, Zoe has Alana pressed into the corner she just lurched from, her body in front of her friend as she holds her arms out as if to protect the Cruz Cunt from me.
“She is not yours!” Zoe hisses, and my eyes dart from my wild princess to Alana standing behind her, who shoots me wide eyes and shrugs.
“You’re right, Princess. Alana isn’t mine. You are.”
It’s meant to be reassuring, but it just provokes another scream from her lungs.
“Do not call me that! You have no right to call me that!” Zoe roars before a sob lurches from her throat. “Onlyhecan call me that,” she says quieter.
She fists her hair again, her whole body trembling. “You’re not him.”
I can’t tell if she’s talking to me or herself. Maybe both.
“Zoe. It’s okay.” Alana offers quietly from behind her, reaching up to place her hand on Zoe’s shoulder.
The action causes Zoe to flinch, leaping around, her fists raised ready to fight, but the moment she sees Alana, her shoulders drop.
“I’m sorry they got you, too. I promise I won’t let him… let any of them do those things to you.”
“Things?” Alana asks, tilting her head as she plays along with Zoe’s ramblings.
Zoe shakes her head like she can barely let herself think of “thosethings”.
“I will kill you myself before I let you endure that.”
Fuck.
Those words.
Zoe doesn’t have to say anything else. Just the way she’s acting, and the meaning behind the few words she’s spoken tell me she has suffered unimaginable things while at the hands of the Reapers… And Gunner.
I’m going to fucking kill him.
It won’t be quick.
I will draw it out for days. Weeks. Maybe even months. I’ll make him wish he was never born, and just when he thinks I’m about to put him out of his misery, I’m going to let him heal and start all over again.
No one hurts what’smine.
Fucking. No. One.
“Zoe,” I rasp, taking another step toward her and Alana, and she spins to face me, hissing like a feral cat. “It’s me. Gray.”
She shakes her head. “No. I know what you’ve done. I know you’ve given me something to make it seemlike you’re him…” A sob lurches from her again as a pained expression contorts her face.
“Like who?” I ask, going along with the conversation to try to figure out what the fuck is going through her head.
“You’re not him,” she whimpers, her hand slapping her chest like it hurts there too. “You’ll never be him.”
“Who?” Alana whispers in Zoe’s ear, and a round of tears spring from Zoe’s eyes.
