#i saw a gif of him crying and i just HAD to draw him. babygirl

[nctmafiaest2016]

NCT Reaction To You Coloring Their Tattoos

127,WayV,U

Dreamie Version

Renjun

Despite working in poison, Renjun would be really soft for you

He had just gotten home from the Infirmary with Kun and all and he just wanted to take a shower and rest the rest of the day but you wanted to go out so he tried to convince you to stay in anyway he could so after getting out of the shower he sat down at the desk and started to draw with because that was the deal you would not go out with him unless he drew with you and when you suddenly yawned after an hour of drawing he finally looked at your sketchpad to see what you were drawing and he was in shock to see that you did not draw on your sketchpad but you colored in the tattoos on his hand so he asked the reason in a voice that sounded angry and you immediately said sorry in a sad voice and told him you thought it looked nice he hugged you and assured you that he that he loved it.

“Bub it’s so cute just like you, don’t be sad I love it.”

Jeno

Is whipped and he shows it

Jeno would be in a meeting and you would be beside him with a pen in hand helping him remember notes and drawing on his page when suddenly a new recruit called you out and said you were childish and you looked down in embarrassment trying not to cry and the man that loved you could tell so he sat you in his lap and told you to color his tattoos and brought out color pens for you so you sat there and colored on his hands and when the meeting was about over the new kid called you out to underboss Taeil who just happens to be your brother Jeno snaps and starts screaming at him but when he calls the coloring hideous Jeno slowly lifts you out of his lap tells Haechan to take you out of the room and proceeds to beat the new guy and no one stopped him and when he got out he picked you up to carry you back to the dorms and you asked if they were ugly and he put you into a hug after setting you on the ground and told you his thoughts

“Love who cares what that loser thinks I think they are absolutely beautiful and whoever does not think that can take it up with me”

Haechan

One Word-Teasing

He would be taking a well deserved nap when you got bored and you didn’t want to wake him because he needed his rest so you got out of his death grip somehow and went and grabbed a coloring book and pens then laid back down by his thigh and got to work a little later you were done with your drawing and sighed because you were bored again and Hyuck wasn’t up so you plopped on the bed and stared at his thigh tattoo you tried to stop yourself but the lack of color was annoying you so you started your work a little later you were downstairs watching TV when he finally decided to wake up and get a shower when he saw the colored in tattoos he screamed your name and you came up innocently and asked what’s wrong and he told you and you felt bad so you started crying and he immediately told you he was joking

“Yah Y/N what is this hideous thing on my tattoos” “No babygirl I didn’t mean it please don’t cry”

Jaemin

Jaemin does not care one bit what you do to him as long as your happy

Jaemin was playing with his lighter as usual when you decided to ask if you could color the tattoos on his hand at first he denied but when you walked away pouty Jaemin wondered why you wanted to color his tattoos so bad so he followed you to your room and asked you and when you explained to him that they just lacked color he immediately let you color his hand and was just staring at your face as you concentrated and he felt accomplished when he heard your giggle so often and when you were finished all he had to say were compliments

“Good Job princess” “Wow you used red, orange, and yellow because I love fire but you should’ve also used your favorite color because I love you more than fire” 

Chenle

He would not wanna show how whipped he is for you

Chenle like Haechan would be back home after a long day and all day you were begging him to color his tattoos but he would always tell you no so you decided to take matters into your own hands so you played a movie you know would put him into sleep so when you finally realized he was asleep you got up to get your markers and color his tattoos but when walking back to the room you bumped into Chenle and you decided to ask again but like the last 50 times he said no and that was your final straw you got emotional explaining that you just wanted to make them look pretty so he grabbed the markers from your hand then carried you back to the room and told you to color his arm when you were done he would be so proud of you

“Great job bunny, you did better than I expected now let’s take a nap”

Jisung

Just look at Jisung and he would give you anything

Jisung would just be getting home from torturing someone for information and be covered in blood and all angry but when he saw you laying on his bed he immediately softened up and called your name in the sweetest tone when you turned around you saw the blood on him and pouted and Jisung immediately knew what you were thinking so he reassured you that it wasn’t his blood but he needed to get in the shower to clean up when he got out of the shower he came out shirtless and you saw the dragon tattoo on his back and  when you told him to stop when he tried to put on his shirt he got confused and looked at you and you told him you wanted to color it with puppy eyes and he immediately agreed and when you were done he asked you to take a picture and when he saw it he began to praise your work.

“Wow baby I didn’t know you could do stuff like this you should be an artist.”

[writtenwinchester]

Split Lip

Split Lip

Warnings: Abuse, alcohol, yelling, angst, slight fluff

Word Count: 1114

Pairing: Billy x Reader

“What the fuck is this?” billy had grabbed your arm in a tight hold, addressing the bruises on your forearms and neck. You gave him a look, “nothing, same thing as you asked me the last time. Now stop asking me stupid questions.” “Just fucking talk to me Y/n, I know something’s wrong.” “Billy..”

Thinking of your fight back with Billy, made your heart break. The buzzing in your head wouldn’t stop, and when things escalated you broke down crying and mumbling ‘imsorryimsorryimsorry’ until your boyfriend had to wrap his arms around you and whisper soothing words until you stopped.

When you came home, your uncle greeted you with a crooked smile and a beer bottle in his hand. “Where’ve you been sweetheart?” “Nowhere.. sorry I’m a little late..” “a little? It’s eleven fucking o’clock and your curfew is ten, you’re a whole ass hour late do you even fucking think that’s ‘a little’?” “N- No sir.. I’m sorry, it won’t happen again, I swear-“ “don’t bullshit me, I’m not fucking stupid.” He slurred, slowly making his way over towards you as you backed up against the wall. “Please, please I- I’m sorry.. it won’t happen again, Daniel please..” he didn’t listen to you, he never did. He grabbed you by the hair, tugging as you cried and yelled ‘imsorryimsorryimsorry’ repeatedly as he continued to bang your head against the wall and wrap his beer smelling hands around your neck.

When the time came and you kneed him in the gut, you ran, making your way and tumbling, crawling, anyway you could up the stairs, away from the horrid man that lived with you as he started chasing after you. Like a game of cat and mouse, you ran into your bedroom and locked the door, sliding down against the door as you sobbed. With his fists banging against the door, and your hands covering your ears while you tried not to listen at the yelling and slurring of words and insults. You whimpered and cried, rocking yourself back and forth in a pool of pity and self hatred.

And that’s when you slowly crawled from the bedroom floor towards the bathroom, drawing yourself a cold shower and slowly ridding of your clothes, one by one until you were sitting on the bathtub floor, tears mixing with the water running down your face. Now, watching as the blood from your knees and split lip washed down the bath into the drain, an impassive look on your face while picking at the scab on your hand, from when a beer bottle was thrown at you last time. As a sob slowly made its way up your throat, a whimper and then a hiccup, before burying your face into your arms and knees. Sobbing and mumbling ‘imsorryimsorryimsorry’ over and over to yourself again while rocking back and forth.

It was twelve forty-seven when you looked at the clock. You had crawled yourself out of the bathtub and put on one of Billy’s baggy t-shirts that you kept for the hard nights, this was especially one of them.

Tugging on a pair of sweatpants and breathing in and out slowly, you opened your bedroom door and slowly made your way downstairs. Everything was quiet except for the buzzing of the static coming from the tv. Wrinkling your nose in disgust even though your lip hurt, at the smell of beer and sight of your uncle sprawled out on the arm chair, a beer still in his hand as he slept quietly.

Making your way outside and quietly shutting the door behind yourself, your mind started buzzing. Everything was more of a haze and your body was doing all of the work while your mind was somewhere else.

Making your way to Billy’s house, you thanked your gods that Billy’s family moved into a single floor house. Walking towards the back of the house, you reached Billy’s window, giving it a gentle knock as you stood on your toes, patiently waiting for him to respond. When he didn’t, you tried again, louder this time as you rapped your knuckles against the glass. “C’mon Billy..” going to knock again, the window suddenly flung open, with Billy peeking his head out with a groan as he rubbed his eyes. “Shit, do you have any idea what time it is?” “M’ sorry..” Billy let out a sigh, not even looking at you yet as he ran his fingers through his messy bed hair. “It’s fine sweetheart, but seriously, why’re you-“ he finally looked at you, noticing your split lip and all. “Shit..” “I- I can come back..” “No, no, c’mere.” Billy gently tugged you forward, pulling you through the window as you both fell onto his wooden floor.

“Shit babe..” Billy gently reached a hand out, running his thumb gently over your split lip, causing you to wince and pull your face away from his hand. “What happened?” “Billy..” “No Y/n, enough, tell me what happened, baby, please..” Billy’s heart broke, watching as tears welled up in your eyes, fiddling with your thumbs in embarrassment. “I got home late..” Billy scooter closer, reaching a hand out and gently running his fingers up and down your back. “And?” “And.. Daniel got mad..” “Daniel? Your uncle?” Billy clenched his jaw the moment you nodded your head, “did he do this to you?” Looking at your feet, you slowly nodded your head. “Does he always do this?” You nodded your head once more, bringing your sleeve up to wipe the tears that started rolling down your cheeks. For a moment, all Billy saw was red. “I’m gonna fucking kill him.” “Billy..” “No Y/n, I knew something was wrong, I knew. Babygirl, you’re always covered in.. in bruises, and imagining him even laying a hand on you-“ Billy stopped, glancing back up at you when a sob came up your throat. “Sweetheart..” his face softened, gently pulling you into his lap and holding you close to his chest as mumbles of ‘imsorryimsorryimsorry’ came out of your mouth.

Billy gently rocked you back and forth in his arms, telling you how brave and amazing you were. Did you believe him? No. But did it help? Yes. Anything Billy did, helped you. When everything went quiet, and all you could hear was the humming of Billy’s voice, you glanced up to meet his blue eyes, that stared at you with concern and love, everything you wish you always had. “We’ll get out of here, I promise..” “Billy..” “We’ll go to California, get an apartment, leave this place behind us.” “We can’t..” “We can, I promise.” He gave you a small smile, sighing softly, you gently pulled him forward. Kissing him softly, and ignoring the stinging sensation in your split lip.

•••••••••••AUTHORS NOTE••••••••••••

Abuse is never okay, if you or someone you suspect or know is living in an abusive home or is in an abusive relationship, please ask or call for help. It could save a life.

National Domestic Violence Hotline: 1-800-799-7233

[greennightspider]

Price

(gif not mine)

Summary: A clumsy servant girl risks the wrath of the Great Jabari Lord. How ever will she earn his forgiveness? (Smut. Just pure Smut)

Warning: Dub-con/power imbalance

Reader x Lord M’Baku

"Once again, I am so sorry my Lord," you stuttered. You tried nervously to sweep the shards of the scared broken goblet with your hand into a small pile, one which you could easily dispose of once you found a dustpan. You thanked your lucky stars that you and M’Baku were the only ones in the throne room at this time, yet still you dared not look up from the dark floor, quivering in fear of the Great Gorilla’s impending wrath. The Jabari Lord was known for his wrath, his rage, and his virility. But not for his patience.

However, the Lord himself sat upon his throne without a word, encircled by the twinkling stars behind him shining through the windows of the throne room. Each of his strong hands flexing their grip on the arms of the throne, M’Baku taking his time surveying your full behind. Your round curves were still fully defined within the dark confines of the loose servant-garb fabric as you bent over facing away from the throne. And as he watched you the Jabari Lord let his mind wander to the many things he would do to you in that position.... if you would let him of course, licking his lips at the mere thought.

You then twisted around to face the throne, eyes still downcast. “M-my my Lord, I will now find a dustpan in order to clean up my mess. If you will permit me to leave I will not be long.” You then tried to rush past him, not once looking up for fear of facing those dusky dark brown eyes filled with fury. You wanted to hurry to try and fix your mistake before you could incur his wrath any further, but M’Baku was too quick for you.

In an instant M’Baku caught your wrist as you tried to leave, clicking his tongue slowly as he shook his head. "Sweet, sweet Y/N." He purred, drawing you to him and bringing you between his legs. You had no choice but to lift your eyes to face him, your breath escaping you as you saw the unspoken desire in his eyes. 

"You know the price." He whispered in your ear, as he settled into the crook of your neck taking in the scent of your body, letting it enrapture him. The Jabari Lord let his hands roam freely around your waist, earning a chaste gasp from your sweet lips. 

The more M’Baku took in your scent the darker his eyes grew, his primal need growing beneath his pants. “I thought you would have learned by now hmmm? That is the third goblet this week Y/N.” 

You had not the strength nor the willpower to answer your Lord, as his large hands captured you in a way that streaked fire across your skin. “I apologize Lord for my incompeten- ah!” His fingers gently but firmly pulled you to him, and even with him seated and you standing it was clear who was in charge, as M’Baku asserted his dominance with nothing but a look in his eye.

“I’m sure by now.” He growled. “You know best to appease your king.”

Wordlessly you removed your loose trousers, your own breath becoming labored at the sight of your Jabari Lord craving you so. This left you only in your bearskin fur that tied around your waist which covered your behind, but came into small ties around the front of your waist, giving M’Baku full access to your underwear resting on your fuller thighs, M’Baku snarling in heat at the sight. “You certainly know how to buy my silence Y/N.”

Of course, no one need know of your (many) failings, or your arrangement. M’Baku himself knew full well that even trivial mistakes, let alone the destruction of the sacred royal vessel, could lead to severe punishment. But luckily for you, the Great Gorilla was not interested in such measures when he could be appeased in other, more.... pleasurable ways. 

Aaand luckily for M’Baku, it seemed ‘clumsy’ was in your nature.

M’Baku grabbed your hips once again and gently drew you to him so that one by one your thick thighs straddled his waist. You yelped slightly as you bumped up against the large bulge between the chieftain's powerful thighs. M’Baku smirked, pleased at your reaction, making you thankful you were sitting considering you were very much weak in the knees.

“You know, if I did not know any better Y/N,” M’Baku said, taking his large hands and rubbing them back and forth on your supple thighs. “I would say you were breaking things left and right on purpose.”

“My Lord, I swear I would not dare!” You hurriedly exclaimed in fear, before being silenced by M’Baku’s lips suckling on your neck. You uttered small mewls as M’Baku suckled harshly in your skin, deepening the bite as far as he could. You held onto his huge frame until he was done, ending his marking on your neck with small licks. He then brought his hand to your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes full of desire.

“If you wanted me Y/N, all you have to do is ask.”

With no warning the Jabari chief pressed his bountiful lips against yours, taking no time at all in devouring and dominating you. His tongue quickly found its way into your mouth, wrapping around yours in movements that made you One of his hands moved to lean you back so that the other could rub against the growing puddle between your legs. He rubbed the fabric back and forth, halting when he found your clit only to start rubbing it in small circles. Your eyes roll back in pleasure, and you start to buck involuntarily at his ministrations.

M’Baku then wrapped one arm around your torso and lifted you up with ease, shifting so that he could undo the clothing that trapped his already throbbing member. You shifted to help him unwrap the many ties that held his royal garb together until you were finally able to reach in and free his dick from his trousers. 

Without a word M’Baku watched you slide your soaked panties to the side and ease yourself onto his cock, loving the way each inch made your face contort in pleasure. You attempted to go slow before M’Baku started bucking his hips up into you with a visceral need, hungry for that warm inviting pussy that seemed to swallow him whole. You wrapped your arms around his neck for dear life as your Lord grunted in your ear with every stroke. 

He growled harshly as his hands found their home underneath your bearskin, kneading those soft round cheeks he loved. Suddenly he started to pick up the pace, alternating between bouncing your ass on his cock and letting his hips thrust wildly into you, evoking moans of pleasure from you that echoed around the throne room.

The Great Gorilla buried his head in the fabric that trapped your breasts and growled. As he neared his release, he brought his fingers to your chin and dragged you down to meet his dark gaze so full of carnal need that it shot down to your core like lightning. M’Baku’s nostrils flared as you whimpered, yielding completely to the lust of your Lord.

“Cum for me my love.”

At his words you came, crying out in ecstasy as your hips bucked with a mind of their own, riding the Great Gorilla’s cock for all your pleasure, M’Baku himself enjoying the scene before him. Your merciless walls beckoned M’Baku’s own release and with a roar he flooded your insides with his seed, gripping onto your ass for dear life.

Catching his breath M’Baku looked to you, satisfied in watching your lidded eyes and mouth slightly agape. “You were right.” M’Baku all but growled and panted. “We should try this role play thing more often my love.”

“We definitely should.” You chuckled, nuzzling into the fur that donned M’Baku’s shoulder he carried you to your bedroom.

He gently set you down amongst the bedfurs, stripping himself of his clothing before you suddenly realized. “M’Baku wait!”

M’Baku halted his movements, holding his singlet half off his torso looking at you curiously.

“My pants are still in the throne room!”

“So?”

You stared at him in wonder. “Aaaaand don’t you think we should grab them before someone sees?”

“Hmm..."

"Please my Lord, will you grab them for me?" Putting on your sweet voice dripping with need from before, knowing he couldn’t resist..

"Hmmm... maybe I will....” M’Baku slid his singlet completely off his chest, throwing it to the ground before towering over your body with a presence that demanded attention.

"...For a price."

You smirked as you rolled your hips up to tease his already semi-hard cock before pulling him into a deep, ravenous kiss.

“Whatever you desire, my Lord.”

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Tagging anyone who might be interested (because I cant remember who’s on my original taglist I sowee!): @mbakusthrone @muse-of-mbaku @great-neckpectations @theunsweetenedtruth @mbaku-babygirl @im5ftbutmythroat66 @iamrheaspeaks @bidibidibombaclaat @titty-teetee @peaches-bbygrl

**comments always appreciated**

[thatssonanii]

Todd

Bloodline Family Series

Roman sat in Haleigh’s bedroom scrolling through the comments on Haleigh’s live from a few hours earlier, waiting to get word. He had her go live from her room at Milo's house in California before going out. She was there with Carlito while Ardian filmed. Kandice and the triplets were in Georgia with Apryl, Simba, Trinity and the twins. This was the perfect time to handle his business.

During her live Haleigh mentioned that she was house sitting for her parents alone and how bored she was as he told her to do. Roman knew hearing that would draw Todd to the house for her, it's what he was counting on.

A guy Roman grew up with was a police officer and was able to get Todd's information and whereabouts for him. Having that Roman asked Joe to follow Todd to make sure he would take the bait. Tama hid in the brush on the side of the house to send the signal that Todd had arrived. Jey and Jimmy were waiting in the kitchen.

The plan was for Todd to get inside the dark house, knowing he'd follow the only noise in the house to Haleigh’s bedroom and go from there. It was late night and Todd clearly felt more comfortable at this time a night.

Roman’s phone buzzed, Joe's name showed on the illuminated screen.

"Yeah?"

"He's in your neighborhood. I'll circle around and wait at the front," Joe said with a sinister tone.

"Alright. By the time you pull around, we'll be out."

Roman and Joe disconnected the call. Just as he pulled the phone away from his ear, it lit up again with a text from Tama. A simple emoji. Locking his phone, Roman pushed it into the pocket of his black joggers then got under Haleigh’s comforter.

Todd cept through the house from the back sliding door. He'd saw Haleigh’s live and planned to surprise her. He also wanted to apologize for what he did. Assaulting her wasn't in his plans, she just messed up his plans by rejecting him. He now stood outside her door, straightening his shirt and checking his breath. But he was too preoccupied with himself and his thoughts that he didn't hear Jey and Jimmy follow behind him up the stairs.

Todd eased her door open, smiling when he saw, who he thought to be, Haleigh lying in the bed. When he pulled the covers back he jumped back startled, his hand on his chest as he stared at the large figure before him. The television only lit the large room so much, but Todd saw enough to know it wasn't Haleigh.

Then, there was light.

Todd looked up then down into the eyes of Roman.

Roman didn't say a word. His hands opened and closed at his sides as he stepped closer to the considerably smaller man.

"I..uh.. sir," Todd stuttered stepping backwards.

Roman brought his hands in front of him, cracking his knuckles, ignoring Todd's stuttering. He jumped at him making Todd turn to run away, only to run into the twins and fell on his ass. Todd stared at the three large men as they stood around him with fear in his eyes.

Jey snatched Todd up from the floor then Roman sent a punch to his temple, knocking him out cold. He slumped over in Jey's arms. The cousins laughed.

"Let's get his ass downstairs," Roman said picking up his legs.

Jimmy followed behind them cutting the television and lights off. "Should've rolled his ass down the stairs," Jimmy snickered when they got to the door.

Tama was standing on the porch waiting, Joe in the forest green SUV.

"Got his keys," Tama asked in a hushed tone.

Jimmy searched Todd's pockets for his keys then tossed them to Tama, who them jogged off the porch to Todds's mustang. After throwing him in the back, Jimmy, Jey and Roman climbed into the SUV and Joe cruised out of the neighborhood not wanting screeching tires not wanting to disturb the sleeping neighborhood and bring unwanted attention.

Cold water splashed over Todd's face, making him sputter and gasp for air. He moved backwards on the cold, hard ground.

"What," he gasped trying to breathing, "What the hell is going on?"

"Oh not sir this time," Jimmy asked standing behind him

Todd started to feel the pain in his head and remembered Roman punching him. "What do you people want with me? I didn't do anything."

"You didn't do anything," Tama repeated loudly.

Looking around, Todd realized he was inside a large, concrete warehouse and knew this wouldn't be good.

"Okay, okay," he begged, "I did it but I didn't mean to. It wasn't my fault."

Jey squatted down to Todd's level, baring his gold fronts. "So you sayin' it's my nice fault? Cause if it's not your fault then it's gotta be hers."

"N-n-no. Its...its," he stuttered staring between the men.

Jey slapped him across his face before standing to his full height. "Spit that shit out!"

Joe and Roman stood back watching Tama and the twins antagonize the smaller man. They took turns beating him, tagging in and out, making jokes as usual. Roman was trying to calm down some but he couldn't. Seeing Todd made him angry, it made him murderous.

"I'm gonna step out for a second," Roman spoke loud enough for them all to hear him, "When I get back though, I want y'all to leave us for a few. It won't take long."

They all agreed. Joe stepped towards Todd with a slight smirk on his face.

Roman called the only person he knew could help him.

"Hey, handsome," she cooed sleepily into the phone making him crack a smile.

"What's up, beautiful," he asked leaning against the SUV.

"Nothin, pinned under your circus acts," she laughed softly.

"Better you than me. Y'all having fun?"

"Yeah. The kids loved the aquarium, we gotta go back before we come home or they'll have a fit."

Roman smiled hearing about his children and nephews. "Even Simba's mean ass?"

"Even him," she laughed, "When we were getting the twins and trips some stuff from the gift shop, he tried to sneak and buy Kennedie these cute little penguin couple stuffed animals and the matching snow globe."

"Really? Guess he's not as mean as we thought."

They laughed for a few seconds until it died down. Nothing but the trips' light snores could be heard.

"I'm doing the right thing. Right, Kandi?" He asked softly. "The way I feel is normal, isn't it?"

"She's your baby, Roman. I think any father would feel the way you do. This rage is normal. Can you live with it?"

"Yeah, Kandi. Fuck him, I just don't want Princess to be mad at me," he sighed finally getting his thought out.

Kandice knew that's what was bothering him. His kids and what they think of him mean everything to him.

"Haleigh knows how much you love her and how far that love will go. You just make sure you're as honest and transparent with her as she needs you to be. Okay?"

He nodded like she could see him. "Yeah, I got you."

"You must've heard your daddy," Kandice laughed, "You hear Melly, Ro? Calling for you. She staring at the phone smiling, eyes still closed. I'll put the phone to her ear."

"Go back to sleep, Babygirl. Daddy loves you, okay?"

Melody mumbled back making Kandice and Roman laugh. "She's sleep again. I love you, Ro. Call me when you get home."

Roman put his phone away then stepped back into the warehouse. Tama and the twins stood around watching Joe choke Todd out, they moved back when they heard him approaching. Joe dropped him from his hold. Jey let him know they would be outside when he was finished.

"As much as you say you love my daughter on her Instagram, on her Facebook, on her Twitter, you couldn't possibly love her as much as I do. When you came after her, you didn't think about her father. Her father that's willing to kill and be killed for her," Roman spoke standing over him. "You know what I've always taught her? I taught her that love doesn't hurt so she knows that what you did wasn't out of love. That was anger. But your anger is nothing compared to mine."

"I am so sorry, Mr. Reigns. I came to your house to apologize to her for what I did, sir."

"You came to apologize with condoms and two knives in your pockets? Cause that's one hell of a apology. There was rope, cuffs, and a camera in your car too," Roman chuckled. "You're that close to death and won't tell the truth. You're not a man, you're a coward. The coward I knew you were when I saw how battered you left my daughter."

"This was all a mistake," Todd cried. He stood on his knees, pleading with Roman.

"No!" Roman roared. "You fought my five foot, maybe 120 lb daughter like she was a man so you get your ass up and fight me! Get up!" Roman pulled the small man up to his feet and pushed his chest roughly.

Todd shook his head extending his hands in front of him. "Please, I don't wanna fight. Please don't do this."

Roman laughed again at him but there was nothing funny. "Please don't do this? That's the exact same thing my daughter said to you. I heard the 911 call, she screamed in pain for ten minutes begging you to stop. But did you?"

"N-n-no, sir."

"So fight me. You can fight her, you can fight me."

Todd attempted to tussle with the larger man hoping that would satisfy the large man but it didn't. Roman tossed him to the floor and knelt over him, delivering blow after blow to Todd's face. He blacked out. The only thing he could see was how Haleigh looked in the hospital bed, how she cried seeing the damage done to her face, the mirrors she'd broken, the nights she sat up in his arms crying terrified that Todd would come back.

"That's it, Uce. That's it. Back up," Jey whispered placing a hand on Roman’s shoulder. "Look at him. That's it."

Roman’s nostrils glared as he stared at each of his cousins then down at what used to be Todd. His face beaten in, barely recognizable. Roman’s breathing started to slow when he realized Todd was no longer breathing.

Joe put a strong hand on Roman’s other shoulder. "Come on, man. Let's go. Jey well take you home, we got this."

Roman took one last look at Todd before leaving the warehouse. He didn't feel guilty, he didn't feel any remorse. He felt vindicated, he felt free. He hoped Haleigh would feel the same way.