4. Mine. Before He Even Looked Up.
I wasn’t even supposed to notice him.
We were trailing a corrupt city councilman — low-level pest.
Nothing interesting. Just leverage.
Back alley behind some shitty bookstore. Cold rain.
Hunched shoulders. Hoodie too big.
And Aaron —
laughing. Loud.
Calling him princess. Freak.
Eli’s books hit the ground. His knees followed.
No one helped.
No one saw him.
Except me.
I leaned back in the black car.
Watched through the tinted glass.
Lit a cigarette. Didn’t even smoke it.
Damian Vexley (ML)
Who is he?
Silas vale (ML's right hand)
Which one? The loudmouth?
Damian Vexley (ML)
No. The one on the ground.
Silas vale (ML's right hand)
Doesn’t come up on anything. Civilian.
Damian Vexley (ML)
*low* Not anymore.
Damian Vexley (ML)
Get me the name of the other one. The bully.
Silas vale (ML's right hand)
Aaron Grant. Student. Lives alone.
Silas vale (ML's right hand)
You want him dead?
Damian Vexley (ML)
*smiling* Not really.
Warehouse. Soundproof. Private. Ours.
Aaron wakes up to chains.
Naked from the waist up. Duct tape peeled from his mouth.
Aaron
*Panicked* Wh-what—what is this?! Who are you?!
*Loading a silenced pistol, then setting it down*
Damian Vexley (ML)
The last man you’ll ever meet who gives a shit about Eli
Aaron
Eli?! That freak? You did all this for him?!
Damian Vexley (ML)
I did all this because of you.
Crowbar to the ribs. First strike.
Damian Vexley (ML)
*Calm* You put your hands on him.
Second hit. Right shoulder. Bone gives.
Damian Vexley (ML)
You humiliated him in public.
Aaron
I-I didn’t mean it—it was just—
Damian Vexley (ML)
*Snarls* You think he’s just some nobody?
Damian Vexley (ML)
He's Mine.
More chains. Meat hooks. Razor wire.
We do this often.
But never like this.
Because this is personal.
Blade slices a shallow E into his cheek.
Damian Vexley (ML)
So you remember whose name should’ve been on your fucking tongue.
Branding iron. He writhes. Screams.
Damian Vexley (ML)
No. You’re a warning now.
Damian Vexley (ML)
Say it. Say his name. Beg him.
Aaron
*sobbing* E-Eli… I’m sorry, Eli—please—
Damian Vexley (ML)
Louder.
Knife splits skin across his stomach.
Aaron
*Screaming* ELI—ELI—I’M SORRY PLEASE—
He passes out after I crush his hand with a vice grip.
Two fingers lost.
Three broken.
One tooth yanked clean.
Nose shattered.
He won’t walk right again. Won’t touch anything without shaking.
We dump him in a shipping crate on the edge of the port.
Alive.
But barely.
Let the city find him.
Let Eli never know.
Low lights. Monitors glow.
Eli’s in bed. Asleep. Cat on his chest
Damian Vexley (ML)
*To the screen* You don’t know it yet, do you?
Damian Vexley (ML)
But the world already fears touching you.
Damian Vexley (ML)
*smiling* They just don’t know why.
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Comments
𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐒
This man took ‘watching over you’ way too literally....
2025-07-12
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••═╬✦☬𝕷𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖗𝖞𝖉𝖊𝖗™☾☬✦
"Be careful what you wish for." 🚶🚶
2025-07-13
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Cristal Opal
i really looking to this💜✨
2025-07-12
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