Andre
"What the hell are you doing with that thing?" I fumed pointing my gun at its head. The creature boiled, stepping in front of Layla as if it was protecting her from me.
"Hold up, Andre, what is the meaning of this?" Layla asked her face in curiosity, taking the boy behind her slowly.
"Don't protect that thing! It's a monster!" Taking a step closer, I watched as the girl took a step back still standing in the way from the bullet of my gun and the creature's heart.
"Wha- get out of the way!" I shooed trying to not sound too mean, but that thing's presence didn't really help.
"I don't know what you do at your home, but we don't point guns at strangers. Especially not at children." she folded her arms across her chest defiantly. Great. Right when I was going to try to get her to like me instead I think she's going to end up hating me.
"That thing is not a child! It's not even human."
Apparently my voice was serious because she looked at me for a minute trying to figure out my words. Her face shriveled up in confusion, trying to get the point of me being so hostile.
"Andre, you're being unreasonable for the wrong reasons. This child didn't have a name to begin with and how did you know who he is? Peter is the one who found him." she answered protecting him as if she were the mother bear protecting her cub.
Rev, her fairy, came up to her side glaring at me, and took his place on her shoulder. His stare was powerful and protective, daring me to say another word. Right when I was about to raise my voice, Peter came up and stepped in front of the gun, holding the snout in his grasp.
"What the hell are you doing, bastard?" he snarled narrowing his eyes with accusation and scorn.
"I'm protecting Layla from that thing!" I yelled back taking back my gun which was now free from the chokehold it was under. The creature stared at me with its green and blue eyes, those damn eyes that ruined everything. I was going to kill it.
"Get out of the way!"
My clenched fists struck at Peter's cheeks, but upon knowing my move, he swiftly dodged it with his own hand. It felt like punching a concrete wall, my knuckles cracked and vibrations from the blow slithered their way down my arm.
"Don't you dare try to tell me what to do in my own house!" he menacingly responded, his voice with shards of ice cutting through the little space between us. For the first time in my life I thought I was going to lose, but all too quickly, Peter was pushed aside and a pair of warm, cotton soft hands slapped my cheeks gently.
"What is wrong with you? Please don't do this right now. We can discuss your troubles later, for now put that gun away and leave this child to us. He is not any of your concern. I promise." she answered her clear, crystal, indigo eyes seeping through the layers of my barrier, knocking them down with just one look. It took me years to build that wall and now I felt it crumble to pieces, her eyes seeing everything about me, my horrid past, and thoughts.
Sighing, her hands slipped from my cheeks and grabbed hold of the creature's hand once more. Without another word to me, she walked away with Rev glancing every now and then back at me, along with Peter tracing her footprints like an overly protective shadow.
Shit. She did it again. She saw 'me'. She saved 'me'.
My knees gave way and I wobbled back to the room feeling defeated yet liberated and saved at the same time.