Chapter 155: Safety
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3rd Person pov
Adrien’s fist landed squarely on Patrick’s jaw with a loud crack that echoed through the hallway, knocking Patrick back against the banister with a surprised grunt. Unlike Liam and Jace, who had crumpled like they were made of paper, Patrick didn’t go down easily.
He shook off the hit, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and swung back with a wild haymaker that brushed against Adrien’s cheekbone, splitting the skin just enough to draw a thin line of red.
The sting only added fuel to Adrien’s already boiling rage, the image of Faye’s terrified face flashing in his mind like a strobe light, reminding him of every moment Noah had suffered because of these monsters.
Patrick wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking through the pain as he circled Adrien in the tight space at the top of the stairs. "That all you got, pussy?!" he taunted, his voice dripping with bravado, his eyes flicking to the bedroom where Liam and Jace lay moaning in their own blood.
He lunged again, landing a solid punch to Adrien’s ribs that made Adrien hiss, the impact rattling his bones and momentarily knocking the wind out of him. Patrick pressed his advantage, grabbing Adrien’s shirt and slamming him into the wall, dust from the plaster falling like dirty snow. "You think you’re some hero now? We were just having fun, man. Noah’s been playing games with us all along!"
The words twisted something deep inside Adrien, a new wave of fury crashing over him at how casually Patrick dismissed what they had done—the violation and the cruelty wrapped in their twisted version of a prank.
He caught Patrick’s next swing in mid-air, twisting his arm with a savage yank that made Patrick yelp, and then drove his knee into Patrick’s gut, feeling the air whoosh out of him in a pained gasp.
"Fun?" Adrien snarled, his voice low and venomous, almost unrecognizable. "You call that fun? I’ll kill you for what you did to him!"