A TWIST OF FATE || Rewriting

Ch. 68 || Hot Water

Damien 🥀

I throw another fist at the wall, despite the blood dripping from the teared skin of my knuckles. There's a dent in the wall where I have been throwing heavy punches. Sharp pain chills through my bones at each hit but I feel numb. I groaned in aggression as I kept the punches going on. If that wasn't already enough, I stepped towards the dressers and using all of my strength, I flipped it upside down. The mirror shattered into hundreds of tiny pieces on the floor.

All I hear is blood thumping in my ears. I don't realise when someone entered the room and forced me to turn around to face them.

"Enough!" Cade yelled. I'm so lost in my pain that my vision is not clear. All I see is the memories of my wife in pain.

"She is not letting me get close to her." My voice is not betraying the hurt in me.

I moved towards a vase on the side table and threw it on the floor with immense force.

Cade threw a punch at my cheeks and I jerked to the side. I touch my mouth and feel blood coming out of the busted corner of my lips.

"Fucking get your shit together." He yelled again.

His heavy punch made me come back to my senses. I glanced around the room…..the curtains are torn apart. Dressers are on the ground with the glass shattered. The bed mattress is off the bed. Every little decorative furniture is strewn on the floor of the bedroom. And a bloody dent in a wall behind me.

My body slumps on the bed and I stare blankly at the floor. "Where is she ?"

"Still in the room. Lex is with her and Nico is almost here." Cade sits down besides me. It's been two hours since Thia is dead and we had already informed her boyfriend when she was under operation.

"I am not going to rant shits about emotions and affection, just know that, I am here for the both of you. She doesn't want you near her for now but it's a matter of time before she realises punishing you is not the right thing." Cade says.

"It is. Had Thia died when I caused her accident to convince Zaria to marry me, Zaria would have suffered the same way back then and I would have been the person she hated the most. Even despite that, she and Thia had forgiven me after knowing the truth. This time Thia is actually dead and while Zaria doesn't blame me for it, it still does remind her of time when I risked Thia's life." I say without looking up, staring at my bloodied knuckles.

For a moment, both of us stay silent. Lost in our own minds. I do feel bad that Thia is dead but I am suffering because my wife is suffering.

"She will be missed but there's nothing we can do to bring her back. Let's just face together whatever that is left." Cade smacked on my back in a manner of encouragement.

I glanced at him with narrowed eyes. "You don't feel anything, do you? Then what's up with that sad glint in your eyes ?"

Cade closed his red eyes shut and opened again. "I did like Thia, but her death did not break me. I don't feel anything except sadness and that too only because I see my sister suffering. And you too with her."

Psychopaths. They don't have an ounce of empathy inside of them. No emotions. Affection, trust, sympathy, love. Nothing. But despite this, it was a miracle that he still showed humanity, affection and loyalty to me and Zaria. No matter the hardships Cade and I went through, no matter how many obstacles we have faced, we still had each other's back. We still have faith, loyalty and trust in each other.

"Look after her." I whispered to him. Zaria only had Thia to run after every time she was hurt and now she isn't there and she is not letting me in. Only Cade is the one who can take care of her.