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What is this world?

Torture, I thought as the blackness began to return.

I liked the blackness it was better than Reality.

It wasn't torture. -Chapter 25

He was there when I woke up.

He was just sitting there about a few feet away with his head down.

Just staring at the ground.

I felt bad.

I didn't mean to hurt him.

I didn't mean to reject him.

It's just it's too soon.

After the incident.

I shudder at even the mere avoidance of the incident.

"Levi" my voice rang out sounding very hoarse and sore.

My voice hurt like crazy.

He didn't move but I felt his eyes look at me peeking out from behind his raven strands of hair.

I tired to clear my throat so my voice wouldn't come out as hoarse the next time I talked.

"You understand that I'm not rejecting you. It's just too soon you know" I said as my I felt the tears build up in my ears.

Screw this world I thought as the tears rolled down my face.

He was looking at the ground again.

I sighed.

"Levi I'm going to need you to tell me what happened" I said trying to keep it together.

I moved my face against my T-shirt to wipe off the tears.

Another question.

How did I get clothes on after Tim ripped them?

That bloody monster he doesn't even deserve an name.

He doesn't even deserve to live.

I wonder where the hell he is now?

I hope Levi ripped the bastard to shreds.

"What do you mean what happened?" He said playing dumb.

"Levi don't play dumb tell me what happened from your point of view" I practically spit as I snarled the words.

I had little patience and I was sure to get angry at the story to come.

~Time reverse: night of Tim~

Levi pov

I don't usually get much sleep because of the nightmares.

So when I am able to fall asleep peacefully.

I sleep like a dead body.

A loud noise woke me up from my unconsciousness.

I heard a muffled yelling.

I then reluctantly crawled out of my bed.

I then heard my name ring out in muffled yelling.

That sounded quite like her.

Shit.

SHit.

SHIT.

I raced quickly down to where they were keeping her.

I was so close since I was running down the halls like a madman.

Every since I became the interrogator for her I had my my room placed closer to her keeping cell.

I never wanted to become an interrogator but to move up in ranks I need to complete this job.

To show my full trust.

But then again I'm not doing a really good job with keeping there trust by making out with the criminal.

This is crazy what I've been doing lately.

Why do I keep doing this with a criminal of all people?

A criminal who murdered Petra?

Yet here I am running down the halls to her cell.

"ANYBODY PLEASE HELP ME" a shout from her rang out. I was just outside her cell now.

I flung it open.

There was no lights but I was smart enough to bring a lantern with me.

The light lit up the cell.

I saw Tim with a knife in his hand ripping at her pants.

THAT PIECE OF SHIT.

I grabbed him by the neck and whipped him out of the cell.

Getting him away from her.

See I was right about him all along.

I almost wanted to tell her I told you so but then I looked back at her unconscious body.

She must have fainted.

It's understandable due to lack of nutrients, minor blood loss and using all the little energy she had to struggle against the son of a bitch.

I wanted to kill him.

Mhmm.

How delightful it would be to see his little neck at a unnatural angle.

It would be delicious.

'Don't do it, hurting him is what got her mad at you in the first place' a small more sensible voice in the back of my head says.

For once I actually listen to it.

I grab the piece of shit by the neck and hauled him into another cell and locking it up.

This way at least she can't be mad that I killed him.

I went back to her cell and with my lantern and sat down.

What kind of trouble has she gotten her self into now?