𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃 | ✓

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟒

Endgame - Taylor Swift (Ft. Ed Sheeran, Future)

Blood drips from my hands as I open my car door.

Rocco made this organization that busts pedophiles, sex traffickers, abusers, and more.

It's a side thing, only my parents know about it.

I did get slapped a couple times for involving myself into something this dangerous, but they understood my reasoning for it.

It gets bloody as hell but I don't think I'll stop anytime soon.

These fuckers deserve hell—which is an understatement at this point—for what they do.

It's sickening.

As I get into my car, I put my wedding ring back on. It's too valuable to let blood get on it.

A piece of Lina is attached to the ring, it feels wrong to wear it while I'm killing someone.

I can't tell her.

It's been almost a month since we've been married, and I've felt happier than I have in a while.

In the one month that we've been married, I've noticed a lot about Melina.

She tries to make everyone else happy, but herself.

There's so many parts of her that have been shattered, and I'd take my whole life putting those pieces back to perfect.

I reach home and most of the lights are out, just the kitchen light on.

She's probably asleep—figured as much since it's almost midnight.

Making my way over to the kitchen sink, I quickly wash my hands with soap trying to get the blood off.

After five minutes or so, all the blood finally comes off as if it was never there.

I skip dinner and go straight upstairs.

Opening the door, I see Melina wide awake watching some sort of show.

"You're still up?" I ask being confused.

"I've had tons of coffee today, don't think I'll be sleeping anytime soon." She shrugs her shoulders.

Nodding my head, I unbutton my shirt and hang it inside our closet.

I freshen up and come back to see Melina's eyes glued onto the tv screen.