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Chapter Thirty-Five| Theodore

"Why the frown?" I look up at Eddie who is sat in the front of the car.

I adjust the gun on my lap and frown harder.

I've left my small without any protection. She's with the doctor but I still don't feel good about leaving her and Tiny.

"I'm worried about my girl." I mumble and look out the window, squinting my eyes as I watch the sunset.

"She'll be okay. She's a very nice person." Eddie smiles and I feel jealousy run through me as he talks about my small. "You're very lucky to have someone like her, I wish I had a significant other." He sighs and then turns back around to face the front.

"I guess you will one day." I tell him and watch him nod.

"When you met her what was your first thought?" He questions and I smile gently.

"How beautiful she was." I say without any hesitation.

"She is very beautiful."

"Alright enough of that, Eddie, before Theodore ends up shooting you between the eyes." Oliver says from the drivers seat.

"Sorry." Eddie mumbles and I roll my eyes.

"I want to marry her." I blurt out and Oliver looks at me through the rear view mirror. His eyes wide with shock.

"Well we better get a move on then." Oliver grins, tapping the steering wheel. "Weddings take a long time to plan."

"Yeah." I breathe out and feel myself smile.

Small is going to be my wife.

And my little princess will be a part of it as well.

My smile only brightens at the thought of our baby being a part of our wedding.

However my smile drops when I see that we've pulled up outside a dodgy looking warehouse.

I feel the blood begin to rush through my veins and I have a sudden surge of adrenaline knowing what's about to happen in this building.

Professor Richards is going to die.

"You've already captured him?" Eddie frowns and faces Oliver. "Why would he just be hanging out in an abandoned building in Brazil?"

"The man knew you'd be coming for him. He thought I had no contact with either you and Theo, he made me an offer to keep him safe so I brought him here." I frown at Oliver's words as he continues. "Some of just men died in the explosion back at the lab, most have betrayed him so that's why he came to me. Quite embarrassing."

We look at the entrance of the warehouse.

"He thinks he's safe?"

"He can't die, Theodore." I sit up and look at the back of his head in anger. "Killing him is way too easy, he won't suffer enough."

"I'll fucking torture him!" I roar in anger and he flinches but Eddie just stares ahead.

"Do that. But do not kill him Theo, it's the coward way out for him." He takes a deep breath and turns to face me. "The prisons here are something else." He shudders and I keep my frown.

"I want to kill him! What don't you get?!"

"Theodore Thomas, listen to me!" He shouts and my nostrils flare in anger. "Cut his hand off, cuts his leg off, I don't give a shit! But you will not kill him!" I clench my jaw and look away from his glare.

"Oliver you said he was going to die here." Eddie says, siding with me.

"And he will, in a prison, they are absolutely lethal in these places. Professor Richards will be begging to be killed."

"What? Like how I did?" I tilt my head and he sighs at my words.

"I'm just saying it's better for him to spend the rest of his life probably being gang raped in some prison than a bit of torture and a bullet to the head straight away." I rest back against the seat and tilt my head back, looking up at the ceiling of the car. "I'm friends with a police officer here, he'll have him in prison in the next few hours."

"He's right, Theo. He needs to suffer for the rest of his life." Eddie turns to face me and I look at my best friend and then I nod my head.

"I'll try not to kill him." I mutter and climb out of the car.


Oliver walks into the building first whilst Eddie and I follow in after him.

I grit my teeth when I look around, seeing a makeshift bed in the corner.

He's sleeping.

His back to us as he faces the wall.

Oliver turns to face me and then nods his head in Satan's direction.

I make my way over and grab him by his hair, yanking him off the bed.

He shouts in shock and tries to pry my hands off of his head.

I throw him on the floor and he falls on his back and pushes himself away from me. His eyes are wide and for the first time I actually see the scared look on his face.

"T-Theodore." He stutters and then gulps. "W-What is going on?" He looks around him and then freezes when he sees Oliver and Eddie. "You betrayed me!" He shouts at Oliver and Oliver smirks.

"You betrayed yourself you sick psychopath." Oliver spits and then looks to Eddie and I. "I'll be waiting in the car."

I smirk and look back at a fearful Professor.

"You don't have the guts, Theodore." He begins to laugh. "That bitch of yours has made you soft." He laughs harder and I clench my fists and kick him right in the face, knocking some of his teeth out.

Eddie smiles and grabs a metal chair. He begins to laugh when Professor Richards starts to cry, his front tooth missing. He lifts the fat idiot onto the chair and ties a rope around him.

"I'm going to fucking kill you, Theodore!" He growls out, spitting blood out onto the concrete floor beneath him.

"You're the dead man." I shrug my shoulders and his face falls. "Eddie? What did Oliver say? Cut his hand off?" I smile and he smiles back, nodding his head and rummaging through a box of tools.

I smirk when he pulls out a rusty saw.

"No, no, no. Hey look I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" He cries out and I laugh at him.

"You ruined my life! My childhood!" I shout raising my gun and shooting the space next to him, he flinches and cries even harder. "But I thank you because I wouldn't of met my girl." I nod my head.

"Don't do this, Theodore." He rapidly shakes his head and I take the saw from Eddie's hands.

"Shut the fuck up!" I yell and he immediately shuts up.

I step closer to him and grab hold of his hand, pushing it down onto the arm of the chair.

"FUCK!" He yells as I begin to saw his hand off.

His hand falls to the floor and now he's a panting mess, his cries sounding like a newborn baby.

"I'm sorry." He whispers and I roll my eyes.

"You're apologies don't mean shit! I hope you rot in hell for the rest of your life." I spin around and make my way out, I don't even flinch when I hear Eddie pull the trigger.

I get back in the car and stare ahead in silence.

"You okay?" Oliver questions and I ignore him, wanting to be with my baby.

A couple minutes later, Eddie gets in the car.

"He's not dead but he's close to death." Eddie chuckles and I clench my eyes shut.

"Fucking hell. Let me make a phone call quick." Oliver huffs and gets out the car.

He's gone.

He can't hurt me anymore.



I slowly open my eyes and look out the window to see it's now nighttime. I squint my eyes when I see light seeping from underneath the door of the on-suite.


I jump up from the bed and make my way into the bathroom.

My heart flutters when I see him sat in the bath, his arms resting against the side. I frown when I see how silent he is.

He stares forward, his jaw clenched.

"Theo." I whisper and make my way over to him, I crouch down in front of him and run my fingers through his hair. "Baby?"

He gulps and keeps his eyes forward and then his eyebrows furrow.

"It's me, small." I tell him and his bottom lip trembles but he still avoids eye contact with me.

I sigh and begin to strip out of my pyjamas. I climb into the warm water, sitting myself in between his legs.

I wrap his arms around me, placing his hands on my belly. He flexes his fingers and then he begins to cry into the crook of my neck.

"It's okay, I'm here. He can't hurt you anymore, Theo." I whisper and he whimpers.


"It's okay."
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