My first fic! Please tell me what you think and if I should continue. Please be nice......I'm sensitive.....
Anyway, I do not own Tekken or any of the characters.
What You Wouldn't Expect
Jin stood there in awe of what he was seeing. He felt the sting of tears coming to his eyes as she reached for something to cover her naked body. 'How could she do this to me.....and with HIM!!?'
"Honey....! What are you doing home so early?"
'Honey? HONEY!?!?!?! HONEY MY ASS!'
"Me?! What the fuck is HE doing here?"
"I was lonely and... you weren't home and....-"
"Look, she just wanted a decent fuck for once in her life so why don't you just get your punk ass out of here so we can finish!?" the man slurred.
"What did you say?" he asked out of shock.
"Get your bitch ass outta here!" he spat.
That was all he needed. The raven haired boy exploded into the loud-mouth Korean with a strength he'd forgot he had. Then he heard the voice of the woman he loved.
"Jin please! You'll kill him!!" she pleaded.
'What's wrong with that? Wait...what am I thinking? What am I doing???' She was right. He had to stop. He didn't really want to kill him......he hoped.
He stopped and looked at the blood on his hands breathing heavily. He looked at the bloody and unconscious red head as if in a trance. This worried Xiaou.
"Jin? Are you okay?" a look of concern on her face.
He looked at her and felt all the love for her drain out of him. He soon had a look of disgust and repulse on his face which made the young girl step back in fear.
"I'm going to take Hwoarang to the hospital and I expect you to be gone by the time I'm back. I never want to see you again. If you leave any of your things here, they will be lost forever so don't bother coming back for them. Goodbye." he said in the coldest of tones.
With that said he slung his rival over his shoulder and left for the hospital. Ling Xiaou had never heard Jin speak in that tone before. The look on his face chilled her to the bone; she knew the man she once knew was no more.
TBC