Nothing Personal.
Ten
Alex felt cold water being dumped over his head. He slowly opened his heavy eyes. Where was he? Tied up in a chair, with Crowley standing before him. Alex was too weak to feel panicked, his shoulder hurt more than anything Crowley had done to him before.
What exactly did Crowley do to him now?
Alex thought back to the last thing he remembered. Leaving Jack’s house, the rain, the bang..then the blackout.
Crowley shot him. Crowley shot Alex in the shoulder, close to the chest. And now where was he? Alex thought to himself. Still the same old grimy basement. Alex let out a heavy sigh, he was caught once more by the man who wanted him dead.
“Tried to run away, now did ya?” Crowley joked. Alex looked up at Crowley and winced at the pain in his shoulder. Tears welled up in Alex’s eyes, but he didn’t let them fall.
“You’re pathetic.” Alex whispered. Crowley dropped the smile that was once on his face. He threw his fist back and connected it hard with Alex’s jaw.
“Don’t you dare talk to me like that!” Crowley screamed, he was outraged.
“Why?” Alex pressed on, forcing a smile. “You are pathetic.” Alex said once more. Alex didn’t know exactly where he was going with this. Maybe Crowley would save him the pain and would just kill him already.
Alex hoped anyway.
“You killed her.” Crowley almost sobbed. “SHE DIDN’T DESERVE THAT!” Crowley screamed, his voice cracked. You could hear the sob that was about to come.
“And I don’t deserve this.” Alex all but whispered. Crowley gritted his teeth. He wanted Alex dead, he wanted to kill him himself.
“You killed my only child.” Crowley said. “You deserve to feel pain.”
“I do!” Alex almost shouted. “Everyday! Everyday I have to live with myself for killing a little girl.” Crowley stood in front of Alex. He dare cry in front of the one he needed to act tough over.
“Why didn’t you stop?” Crowley asked. Alex looked up, staring Crowley in his cold green eyes.
“I was fourteen.” Alex whispered. “I was scared.” Crowley grunted.
“You think you were scared then? Wait until I’m almost finished with you.”
Alex looked back down to his lap, feeling the pain in his shoulder. Crowley walked out of the room, hearing his shoes click against the cold concrete, and then the tall steel doors shut, and bolted.
Notes
Not my best chapter. But I figured this story needed an update.
@LongLiveUs - Nobody is really sure about what happened in her mind. I know I wish I was there with her in her last moments. She was very lovely, and very warming. And thank you so much.
@Jagk Skellington - Your comment really means a lot to me<3 I don't really understand fandoms, and such things like this. I really don't understand how you can care so much for a person that you don't even know personally. But I love how it works. No matter how much I may never understand it, I love it so much.
@All Time WTF?! - She was very kindhearted. And I know she probably felt guilty in the moment of her death. She always tried to put other needs before her own, which is why I actually love her so much. If only she could see how many people are actually mourning over her death. (Her father is taking it the hardest) I buy her flowers every weekend so far, and put them on her grave. She was loved. She still is.
And I want to thank everyone, for everything. You guys are so sweet, and thoughtful. No wonder she was always on here. She never really told me about this site until..well you know. But I wish she had sooner. This site is incredible. You all love each other, and it is so beautiful. I thank every single one of you guys thank have supported her stories, and have been there after her passing. Everything means so much. <333
8/15/14