Another for the way her mother has abused her.
More for what Chris Blackwell did to her. Taking away a piece of herself she will never be able to get back.
By the time I thought of the mistreatment and callousness of her own sister the last tear was shed. And with the last teartrailing it's way down my face it began to burn as I soon felt nothing more than rage.
I wanted to conjure up Chris Blackwell from the dead and kill him all over again. Instead this time his death would be slow. One filled with pain and torture that lasted for hours if not days. His death was far too quick. A knife plunged deep in his heart had him dying in seconds. He was given a merciful death. Mercy that he did not deserve.
That's a mistake I will not be making again.
This I promise right down to my very soul, anyone who dares to hurt Alice Hall will die a slow agonizing death and I will relish as I watch the life fade from their eyes.
Razor will be the first.
And if Caitlin as so much breathes in Alice's direction she'll be the next.
I'm not the best of men. My morals are a bit skewed and I'm not afraid to admit that killing does not bother me. I suppose with the darkness I carry and the demons festering inside me that it wouldn't. There's even a part of me that enjoys it. And I know that's wrong but I can't find any shame in it. Not when the men I kill don't act as men.
I will do anything, by any means necessary to ensure her safety.
When the time comes to meet my maker whether that be in Heaven or Hell I will die with only a few regrets. None of them being killing to save her.
If that secures a spot for me in Hell then so be it. I'll accept my death knowing I did everything in my power to protect her.
I willalwaysprotect her.
My greatest regret in life was not being strong enough to take a risk to be with her.
If I had then maybe her life would have turned out differently. Perhaps she would not have had to suffer as much as she did.
She wouldn't have had to sleep on that god damned awful couch for all those years.
She would have found an escape from the abuse of her mother and sister.
By taking a risk maybe Chris Blackwell would have never been able to lay a hand on her. She would have been with me, safe and sound in my arms instead of tortured in another's.
If I had taken a risk she wouldn't be in the situation she is in now. With a sick twisted motherfucker Vice President who has claimed her as his. No doubt having evil intentions.
I have failed her.
By not taking a risk.
For involving myself with her sister.
In believing her sister.
For mishearing what she said.
Leaving her behind.
By hating her for all those years.
Then for when I returned to treat her so poorly.
I have failed her and by god I will never allow myself to do such a thing ever again.
Her forgiveness will not be in vain and I will be a better man because of it.
Better man or not make no mistake I will still slay all her demons even if one day that turns out to be myself.