Heyy! New chapter alert! So last chapter was insane! Just wait for this one...more drama, angst and craziness ensues! So hold on and enjoy the ride! A thanks to my girl JustCherry73 for writing and letting me borrow Leslie's POV and character! As well as a soutout to my other girls GoldenGirl1920 and wwechristina for your continued love and support! Love you ladies!
I don't own anyone affiliated with the WWE. I only only Lucy and the storyline. JustCherry73 owns Leslie.
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Drew POV
I'm stalking up the old staircase that leads to the old battlement tower, with Leslie leading the way. My heart is pounding out of my chest, and I am struggling to hold my anger inside. My pride doesn't want to believe what Leslie has told me is true. That my fears about Lucy and Randy were founded in fact this whole time. But Leslie has never been one to lie to me. She has always been the one person in my life I could trust. Randy on the other hand…
But if this is true, Leslie held this inside for almost two weeks instead of coming to me right away. Can I even trust her now? What does she gain out of this bullshit? Is she fucking that git, Ridge Holland? Fuck, Drew! Get that image out of your head! Focus on the here and now. As we approach the final staircase, I start to hear voices.
The closer we get to the door, louder are the unmistakable sound of a couple having sex. And I can tell one of the voices…is Lucy. I am internally screaming already as Leslie looks at me and whispers softly, "I'll go in first. Stay here." She opens the door quietly, and I shut my eyes as all I hear is Lucy screaming Randy's name and Randy's grunts and groans, "Oh fuck, LUCY! You love it when I pound that tight shit! Don't you? SAY IT, GODDAMN IT!" Leslie comes back out the door and hangs her head, allowing me entry.
The sight that meets my eyes is Randy, my best friend, my brother, my Army's second in command, pounding Lucia, my wife, the woman I allowed to be crowned Queen of my kingdom, the one I thought was going to bear my heirs, from behind in rapid succession. He is pulling her hair hard as she shrieks in pleasure with the sounds of their skin slapping together. My heart should be crumbling. It's not. I should be crying. I'm not. But I am angry. No, fuck no! I am beyond livid!
I look back at Leslie, who is standing by the door. Her beautiful green eyes widen as she sees murder in mine, and she averts them in disgust at their display. I turn my attention back to these two fucking assholes and say as loudly as possible, "WELL, WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE?! ARE YOU TWO HAVING FUN OR WHAT!?"
Randy jumps back, looking like he nearly had a heart attack (I fucking hope he does), and a frightened Lucy scurries trying to cover herself with her discarded dress (one that I fucking had made for her!) and cries, "Drew! Oh god! Baby, no! Please! This isn't what it looks like!"
I look back at Leslie, who looks repulsed at them, and say, my voice dripping with sarcasm and venom, "Oh, you see there, Sweet! You were wrong! This isn't what it looks like! Leslie, what exactly does it look like to you? Because to me, what it looks like is my best friend is FUCKING MY WIFE!"
All three of them jump at my voice. I continue with my tirade with a growl, "Fuck you two! I trusted you BOTH! Oh, but wait! I seem to remember a certain little harlot bitch being pissed at me, saying that I was overreacting when I thought this motherfucker was plugging my wife the first time!"
Lucy, now full of tears, pleads, "Drew, no! Please believe me! It wasn't like that at all! We weren't having sex then!"
I snap my head to her and shout, "Oh, you weren't fucking THEN? Well, that's goddamn nice to know! But you are now, you LYING CUNT! Fuck off!" She shudders and slinks further into the corner.
Randy, still naked as the day he was born, a day I will curse for the rest of my natural life, holds his hands up and has the nerve to try and plead, "Drew! Please, brother! You gotta listen to me…"
I start towards him and yell, "Don't you EVER call me your brother again, you goddamn snake! My brother died when was four, and you were nothing but a piss poor substitute for him! A REAL brother would never pull this shit on me! And I don't gotta do a GODDAMN THING! YOU! Every time I have let you know that I have valued or treasured something, you did everything in your power to take it or ruin it! Even after I forgave you all those times in our younger years when you would rut some damn slut I thought I might want! I loved you like a brother and gave you a title in my Army way above your station in life! I had MY father take you in and I let you stay under MY roof! The same one I just caught you FUCKING MY WIFE UNDER! The same roof Leslie saw Lucy's whoring face in your goddamn mirror the day she arrived with your diseased cock still inside her! Well, shit for brains, the last time I checked, I am still King of Scotland and you're not. So, I strongly suggest you SHUT THE FUCK UP! You can have this fucking whore's pussy all you want now! And you can expect a court martial removing you from your command very early tomorrow morning, you son of a bitch!"
Randy's eyes dart from me to Leslie, then his face twists into a complete psychotic breakdown, "NO! You can't do this to me! AAAAAHHHH!" He starts to rub his hands on his face, but then those black devil eyes train right on Leslie, "You! You goddamn little bitch! YOU did this to me! Everything was FINE until your meddling ass came back to Scotland! YOU led him here to find us! YOU ruined everything for me, you fucking whore!"
Before I could lay his sorry ass out, Leslie, who has never been known for her tact, especially with Randy, unleashes all of the anger she has had to pent up inside her for two weeks and holds nothing back at him as she gets in his face, "ME?! I did this?! You motherfucker! I did nothing! I didn't hold a Claymore to that brainless head of yours and force you to start diddling the Queen of Scotland behind the King's back, you little shit! How dare you! Oh, I ruined you two rutting behind Drew's back? GOOD! No, YOU TWO did this to HIM! I didn't want to see what I did that day, but you know what? I'm glad I did! There's no telling how long you two shits would have continued to fuck behind Drew's back!"
Leslie rails at him more as she continuously points her finger in Randy's face, "Like Drew said, you have always been jealous of him since childhood! You knew he would be king one day, not you, and you couldn't stand it! You've always been a selfish, jealous little prick! You could never measure up to Drew in any way possible as a man. So, you took it upon yourself to steal and fuck anything and everyone Drew ever tried to hold dear! Oh, and I'm the whore? I'm not the one married to the King and fucking his second in command, you idiot bastard! And this little love affair, because I'm sure about NOTHING BUT LOVE! It could bring down this whole country and destroy the agreement between Scotland and Ireland, leaving both countries vulnerable to England, you stupid FUCK! Oh, but by all means, blame me because you were enough of a moron to stick your dick inside your little slut in the King's castle!"
She starts to walk off, but then she lays into him again with news that shakes my entire world, "Oh! And let's not forget that you tried to drug and fuck me the other night in the library! Yeah, that's right, you don't remember a goddamn thing because I switched our glasses with the one you slipped the dwole-dreng in, you disgusting asshole!"
This makes Lucy gasp in horror and my eyes must look like they are about to shoot fire as I snarl, "What? What did you just say, Sweet? He did WHAT to you?!"
Leslie's bottom lip trembles as I swallow hard. She sees my even more hurt and livid face and the realization creeps across Randy's expression. But with no fear, she boldly and bravely declares, "Yes, Drew. The other night, Randy spiked my drink in the library. But he was too fucking stupid to not let me catch him. That's why he was found naked in the hallway the next morning. I turned the tables on him and switched our drinks."
She turns back to the venomous twat and screams, "That's right, Randy! I'M the one that dragged your worthless, naked ass into the middle of the corridor so the handmaidens could laugh at that limp little dick of yours!"
Leslie looks over at the horrified face of my cheating wife and snaps, "What's a matter, Lucy? Randy's dick got your tongue? Is he not the handsome prince you thought would sweep you away like some ridiculous fairy tale? Let me ask YOU a question. Who initiated the sex between you two?"
Lucy's quivering voice is testing my self-control to not end both of them when she says, "Tonight, Randy blackmailed me into coming up here to have sex! I didn't have a choice! He threatened me by saying he would tell Drew about…"
Her voice trailed off with her heaving sobs, but Leslie is relentless, "Threatened you with what? Telling Drew about you two whoring around on him?"
Randy looks smug, narrowing his eyes at her as he finally throws Lucy under the cart, "I'm not the only one she's fucking behind your back, Drew. You know that stable boy shit stain she had you hire? Allen, I believe is his name. Yeah, I saw them up in the hayloft screwing each other's brain's out yesterday morning while you and Leslie were out on your ride. And by the way, Lucy says my dick is bigger than yours, Drew. Just thought you'd want to know."
My blood runs ice cold when that motherfucker dares to wink at me as Lucy starts to cry even harder. She yells, "Don't forget you threatened to kill Allen AND Drew! That's why I'm here now! To protect them both from you, you fucking psycho!"
Leslie's rage is palpable as well as she rails at both of them, "So! Randy, you forced her up here by blackmail and threats tonight, which makes you no better than a rapist! And we all know you are not above that, you sick son of a bitch!"
But she turns to Lucy and practically snarls, "But goddamn, dear virtuous Lucia! You can't keep your fucking legs from spreading! You went from the King to the Army's second in command all the way down to the stable boy! Aren't trollops like you supposed to screw your way to the top, not the bottom?"
Lucy screams, "Fuck you! I love Allen! And he loves me! I wouldn't have been up here tonight if I didn't love him and care about Drew! And Randy, I lied when I said you're bigger, than Drew! I was just massaging your inflated ego to get you to fuck me!"
Randy hisses at her and Lucy shrinks back in the corner, obviously terrified of what she is seeing from him and the ordeal she just went through. But Leslie shows my cheating bitch of a wife no mercy and she shouts back at her, "And I'm sure you told that to both Drew and Randy, you slut! Let me ask you another question, Queen Harlot! The first time you fucked each other. Was it consensual?" Lucy looks like she's seen a ghost, but Leslie reiterates her query, "I asked you a fucking question! Did Randy always force you into sex, or did you whore around with him willingly?"
Lucy whimpers and her little waterworks really flow as she mumbles, "It was consensual. We wanted each other. We had sex by the river the morning you and Sheamus arrived at the castle. I'm so sorry, Drew!"
I am trying to keep my calm, but I am shaking with anger at this revelation. Leslie screams at her, "You goddamn, traitorous tramp! The same day we arrived, you had to fuck twice? So, the second time that day you had to fill your gaping hole with this scumbag, when I saw your goddamn face in his mirror. Did Randy force or seduce you that day into rutting under Drew's roof? Or had you lost all complete and total respect for Drew and yourself by that time?"
I look over and see Lucy huddling and trembling wide eyed with tears, not saying a word with that question. What Leslie asked had obviously struck a nerve and her silence and tear-filled brown eyes tell me all I need to know. She had initiated the sex between them inside MY castle walls that day! I point my finger at her and rumble, "Sweet, that's all I need to hear for right now. I'll deal with you in a moment, you unfaithful strumpet."
But right now, I turn back to Randy, the same one I saved from poverty and certain early death all those years ago (Gee, THAT sounds familiar!) and tell him in a cool, deadly tone, pointing at Leslie, "First thing, Orton. Don't you dare take this out on Leslie! And if you call her by a name other than the one she was given at birth, I'll beat the fuck out of you. I should anyway for trying to take advantage of her. You can add all of this to the charges against you, motherfucker."
Randy's eyes get wide and the bastard has the balls to start laughing hysterically. All three of us look at him like he's lost his damn mind (because he has). But then he settles down and gets uncomfortably close to Leslie's face, "Oh my god! Why didn't I see it before? Motherfucker! You two love each other! You're in love! Holy hell…you have always been in love with her! Haven't you, big man? That's why you fought us so hard the day she left Scotland. Oh, this is so SWEET indeed! You two have had this stupid unrequited love for each other your entire lives!"
Leslie looks confused and asks, "Fought them so hard the day I left Scotland? Drew, what is he talking about?"
Randy slinks his sleazy body dangerously close to Leslie and growls, "Well shit! Had I known that, I would've fucked Leslie like a bitch in heat ages ago. Come on, Les. I always loved the idea of that gutter trap mouth of yours wrapped around this dick. So full of piss and vinegar. Maybe I should find out what it can do to me right now."
Before I can confess the deep love I've always had in my heart for Leslie, Lucy's revulsion is evident in her voice as she screams, "Randy! What the fuck? You once told me that you loved me! Your whole life is nothing but one big lie! You're a disgusting asshole!"
I am about to end him when Leslie slaps with shit out of him and kicks him right in his exposed and still rock-hard dick. He cries out in pins and doubles over, crumbling to his knees. GOOD! I hope she broke that overused tadger for good! I'll chop it off and shove it down his own throat!
As Randy holds his package and wails in agony, she spews through gritted teeth as she looks down at him, "He loves no one, Lucy! He doesn't love anyone not named Randal Keith Orton. He never has and never will! Too bad you're only finding this out now before you cheated on the best man I will ever know with this wretched loser. And as for you, you pathetic piece of shit! I wouldn't touch that shriveled up, overworked, tiny pecker of yours if my life depended on it! You never stood a chance with me back then, and I would never let trash like you touch me now, fuckhead!"
Before I can react, as Lucy lets out a horrified screech, Randy rises as fast as a cat and pushes Leslie hard by the chest. She smacks her head and back hard against the wall. He grabs her throat and squeezes saying, "You ruined me, you harpy BITCH! I will fucking kill you!" She struggles against him as he rears back his hard fist to punch her in the face, choking her with her gasping for air.
I panic like I'm seeing my own life flash before my eyes. My reflexes go into action quickly. Fueled by blind rage and almost superhuman strength, I pull him off her, spin him around by his shoulders, and punch him with all the force my giant fists have in my body as he falls flat to the ground on his back, cracking his skull on the stone floor.
I see nothing but red with anger, wrath and hurt as I get on top of his disgusting carcass and deliver clubbing blow after blow to his face and chest. I see the blood start to spurt and pour from his mouth and nose but I don't care. That motherfucker put his hands on my Sweet! He tried to take her virginity against her will! I will make him pay! I scream as I punch his worthless face to a pulp, "You goddamn pathetic son of a bitch! You touched her! I'll fucking kill you for this! I will end your fucking ass, you fucker!"
I don't even hear Leslie get up from the floor, run to the door and scream for my two most trusted guards, Gunther and Gallows, and my scribe, Noam. She has the wherewithal even in her pain to know I would need their assistance. I faintly start to hear her voice through my rage as I continue to hit Randy with all my power, "Drew! Please stop! Drew, you need to stop."
She walks around into my line of sight. It's not until I see her face, that beautiful face that I would kill for and nearly did, that I hear what she is telling me, "Drew, please. Let him face court martial and be shown as the disgrace he really is. Don't let his death be on your heart and conscience. Please, baby. Stop!"
I see Leslie's tears and the darkening marks on her neck and I start to go back into that dark place. I feel almost psychotic, ready to end this motherfucker on the spot. When I cock my fist back to deliver a kill blow to his temple, she holds up her hands, shaking her head. I see her silent plea, and I stop to allow Gunther and Gallows to pull that wretched traitor off my floor.
I sternly tell them, "Put his useless ass in the brig! It'll be his new home going forward. He will face charges of treason, assault, attempted rape, sexual assault and…" I look at Lucy's pathetic, crying face and say, "…adultery, among other charges. Get that piece of shit out of here and take the money to clean his fucking disgusting blood off my floor out of his final pay!"
As Gunther and Gallows drag Randy's worthless, unconscious carcass out of the tower, I turn my vitriol to Lucia, the woman I once thought I loved, the woman I made Queen of my beloved kingdom. She is cowering and crying, which makes my blood boil. How DARE she try to play the goddamn innocent prey to Randy in this! I don't fucking think so!
I snarl, "Oh no, my dear. You don't get to do this anymore. You have played the helpless victim with me for the last time! I cared for your pathetic, whimpering ass when you were abused by your father. I gave you a safe place to lay your head and a warm bed to rest in when I found you sleeping on the bloody ground. I made you feel loved and safe, only to be made to walk on eggshells around you every day since I met you. I made you the GODDAMN QUEEN OF SCOTLAND! And how did you repay me? You became spoiled and entitled, and thought it was OK to stick that pussy out to my BEST FRIEND! You betrayed me with him and that goddamn stable boy! And you know what? I'm glad you did! Yeah! Because I know what a two-timing whore you turned out to be! The worst thing I could think of is staying in this travesty of a marriage and having a conniving slut like you bear the heir to my kingdom! Of course, I wouldn't have known if it were my child anyway. Now would I, Lucia?"
Lucy, full of tears and begging, reaches out with her hands, "Drew, please! Baby, I'm so sorry! I didn't know…I felt like I didn't have a choice…"
I have to laugh at her naivety, "You're sorry? You got that right! You're as sorry as they come! And you didn't know what? That it was wrong to fuck around on your husband under his own roof with his best friend, making him look like a cucked fool? And felt forced about what? Forced into marrying me? Well, you won't have to worry about that little technicality any longer! NOAM! Come here, son."
Noam, my small in stature trusted scribe with dark brown hair, shudders at my roar. His pensive as he asks, "Sire, what is your word?"
I look over at Leslie, who still holds a pained look on her face holding her throat and has been silent since I started to address Lucy. My anger temporarily fades looking at that beautiful creature, who has been my only source of truth in my entire life. I ask her, "Are you hurt?" She shakes her head, but I know she is. I can see the marks on her throat and her hurt expression and it kills me inside I didn't protect her enough.
Then, I turn back to tell Noam, but direct my gaze at Lucy, "Noam, my word is that my marriage decree to Lucia Johnson is null and void. She is erased from all royal history and our union never existed. In addition, Lucia Johnson may never enter my castle grounds or the kingdom of Scotland ever again. She is hereby banished, and she will leave here with only the clothes she came here with. I will allow her to take her horse, Blaze, and of course, her fuck toy stable boy, Allen. And if he wants to live to see another day, he will leave right away. And believe me, I am being generous by allowing him to live to see another day when I could have him drawn and quartered for your betrayal, Lucy! But that is my decree as the King of Scotland! Now, get this adulterous, treacherous bitch out of my sight, Noam! I never want to see her again!"
Leslie POV
Drew turns and speeds past me through the door, leaving me and Noam with Lucy. I hear Noam telling Lucy to do as the King commanded, but I run out of the room and down the stairs trying to catch up with Drew. I see him at the banquet hall doors talking to Sheamus, and quickly after, all in attendance for Sheamus' party take their leave.
I rush after Drew, who has turned to go towards his bedchamber. I call to him, "Drew wait!", but he is not listening to me. As I reach the door, he slams it shut.
I feel my heart beat faster, but as I prepare to go inside, Lucy has the balls to be on my heels with Noam in tow trying to get her to leave, screaming, "Drew, PLEASE! Give me another chance!"
This plea makes me livid and I get in her face, "Are you serious? You just got caught fucking around on him, and obviously loving Randy up inside that damn snatch of yours, and you have to gall to ask Drew for another chance?"
Lucy snaps at me, "You want him for yourself! That's why you befriended me! To get closer to Drew!"
I do not back down from anyone, especially this one, and I let me feelings be known, "Bitch, I've known him my entire life! I didn't need you to get closer to him! But what Drew does or doesn't do with me is now none of your concern! You were banished and told to leave, so I suggest you leave now or I'll boot you out on your ass myself!"
With that, Drew opens the chamber door with one last shot, "Not quite, Sweet. I believe I told her she could have the clothes that were on her back when she first darkened my doors. Here, and Noam, make sure you get that fancy ballgown she has on back before she leaves!" He throws the raggedy dress in Lucy's face before once again slamming his chamber door. I watch Noam take a wailing Lucy by the arm and escort her down the long corridor towards the exit by the stables.
I feel a slight pang of guilt, knowing that she really was a naïve young girl who became a victim of Randy's manipulations and sexual deviance. She was in way over her head dealing with men of power, such as Drew and Randy. But she hurt Drew in the worst way possible and nearly damaged his royal reputation, therefore any pity I feel for her is dissolved as I look at the bedchamber door. I know that Drew is on the other side in anguish. I need to help him, if he will let me.
Randy POV
I manage to break free from those fuckers Gunther and Gallows. No way in hell are those assholes going to put me in the fucking brig. I'll kill their asses before I let that happen! I find a quick change of clothes and stalk out of the castle. I need to find some sort of outlet to let my anger out on because to say I'm furious is a fucking understatement. I try to think of what until the those stupid inbreds come to mind and with a determination in my step, I stalk towards the stables.
When I get there, I see that that little asshole is nowhere to be found. GOOD! Now I can really have my fun! I grab the nearest riding crop I can find and stalk into Blackjack's stall and begin roughly swatting at his hind quarters, enjoying his cries of pain from my abuse. Sucks to be you for being Drew's horse.
Allen POV
I make my way back to the stable after getting myself a quick bite to eat, then check on the horses once more before turning in for the evening. Some sort of loud commotion was going on back at the castle, but I have no idea what about. It didn't sound good, but then again it's none of my business and I've never been one to pry into someones else's. Although, I did see one of the men that showed up with King Sheamus, riding away on his horse, grumbling to himself. As I get closer, I hear the horses going ballistic that I hurry my steps to see what's got them so upset.
When I enter the stables the sight before me makes me sick to my stomach; I see Randy beating wildly on the horses while he laughs manically at their pain and cries. As much as it shocks me to actually see it happening, I'm not surprised in the least bit that the culprit to these poor horses wounds is this sick and twisted motherfucker. He's already put his hands on Lucy, so I wouldn't put it past him to do the same to the horses.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOIN'?! GET AWAY FROM THOSE HORSES YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" I yell out, running towards Randy to try and get him away from the poor animal. I grab the riding crop out of his hand and toss it aside before pulling Randy off of Blackjack by the back of his shirt. What I don't expect though is to be shoved out of the stall and into the wall opposite it.
I cry out in pain as the back of my head takes most of the hit when I collide with the wall. I'm grabbed by the collar of my shirt and pinned against the solid wood and am met with Randy's face inches from mine, a feral look in his eyes. "You really do have a death wish, don't you, ya little shit?" He spits in my face. "I have half a mind to beat the living shit outta you right now…" he growls, using my own words against me. "And you know what? I think I am because you just pissed me off even more," Randy snaps.
The searing pain to shoot through my cheek when he punches me full force is painful as hell. But when he does it again, it's my eye he hits and I scream out in pain, lifting my hand to cover it. Bad move. The next thing I know, I'm doubling over from the swift punch he delivers just below my rib cage and that's my undoing. I crumple to the ground and try to curl into my body, but the multiple blowing kicks to my stomach prevents me from doing so.
I'm shoved onto my back and pinned to the ground when Randy straddles me and I wonder, is this really how I'm going to die? You can't, Allen…Lucy needs you now, more than ever. You need to fight! It's hard to fight though when I have a grown jackass sitting on me and it's hard to breathe. More punches are delivered to my face as I try to ward them off, holding my arms up to protect it, but the damage has already been done.
What I don't expect next though, is the voice that's become one of my favorite sounds in the world, screaming and crying for Randy to stop. Lucy. I feel some give on my stomach, but just as soon as it left, it returned. All I know is he better not put his hands on her.
Lucy POV
I'm assisted to the stables by Noam to get Blaze because that is the only thing that Drew has allowed me to take with me. The tears won't stop falling as he leaves me a few meters from the entrance to the stables. I hear a commotion going on and I run to see what's going on, simply because the horses are in so much distress, it's hard to ignore. The scene before me though has my eyes widening in horror and a scream leaving me. My nightmare has finally come true. Randy is trying to kill Allen.
"Oh my god! Randy! No, stop! Please! You're hurting him!" I cry as the tears fall faster. I run back to the entrance of the stables and see Noam in the distance, almost about to reenter the castle. "Noam! NOAM!" I cry out so loud my voice cracks. He turns around at hearing his name, but I don't wait for him to respond. "Get Gunther and Gallows! Please! I beg you! Randy is trying to kill Allen!" I scream. Not waiting to see if he heard me, I run back into the stables.
Hearing Allen's cries of pain scare me to death because I know what Randy is capable of and if I don't try and stop him, he will succeed. I run back over and try to pull Randy off of Allen, "Randy, dammit! Please, stop! You're going to kill him!" I wail.
I manage to get Randy off of him for a couple of seconds, but with his strength, Randy roughly shoves me off of him and goes back to punching Allen in the face. "Don't…you…da," I hear Allen gasp out, but it turns into a cry, "don't you dare hurt her!" He yells out in pain.
"Shut the fuck up, you little prick! I'll do with your little whore whatever I want to do once I'm done killing you!" Randy spits out at Allen with a snarl and I can't even register what he just said about me because I'm too focused on trying to keep Allen alive.
I get back to my feet and try once more to get Randy off of Allen, but he's just too strong. My only other resort is to slam my tiny fists on his back, "get off of him! Randy! Please!" I cry out and Randy shoves me off of him again.
"Mind your own goddamn business, you little bitch! All of this is your fault because you couldn't keep your legs closed! Fucking cunt!" He snaps at me, but doesn't take his attention off of Allen. Before I can even respond, Gunther and Gallows rush past me and rip Randy off of Allen. With screaming protests, swears and threats, he's finally dragged out of the stables.
I scramble to get to my feet and run the small distance to Allen. His bloody, beaten and bruised form has the tears falling faster from my eyes. "Oh my god, Allen. I'm so sorry, baby," I rasp out as I get to my knees at his side and gingerly run my fingers through his hair before gently cupping the side of his face.
"L–Lucy?" Allen gasps out, his voice rough as his eyes flutter open to look at me.
"Yeah, it's me, baby. I'm here. It's over. Oh god. I'm so sorry," I whisper and lean down, carefully resting my forehead against his.
"Miss Lucy, you need to leave the kingdom now. Kings orders," Noam tells me softly.
"Give me a moment! Please! Let me say goodbye! But you need to help him. I don't care what Drew said!" I cry out to Noam as I look back over at him and he gingerly nods his head once.
"We will, but you need to…" he replies, but I cut him off.
"I heard you! Just let me say goodbye," I scream and I faintly hear my name again and a hand reaching up to touch the side of my face. The contact startles me and I look back down at Allen to see pain, hurt and confusion swimming in his blue eyes.
"Where are you going? What do you mean goodbye?" Allen rasps out and my tears begin to come even faster. I grab his hand and hold it within my smaller ones, pressing a kiss to the back of it.
"I have to leave. I've been banished from the kingdom. I was here to get Blaze and say goodbye to you, but then…" I begin to explain to him, but he cuts me off.
"No. You leave, I'm coming with you. Where you go, I go, Lucy. I only stayed because of you," Allen tells me and I look at him in pain, but with love.
"You need to get taken care of, Allen. Lord knows what damage that animal did to you. But I can't stay; I have to go," I retort sadly and regardless of the state Allen in is right now, a look of determination crosses his face.
"Then they'll do what they need to do to help me, but then I'm leaving with you. I love you too much, to just let you leave like that. You're my life now, Lucy…" he replies and I give in, nodding my head in defeat.
"Okay. I'll wait for you here while they look at you and then we can go," I whisper and Allen's blue eyes harden.
"No. You're coming with me to that damn medical wing. I don't give a shit what the king said. One of his men did this to me and lord knows what he did to you; it's the least he can do for me. One of his workers. If it weren't for me…damn it, help me up, please," Allen groans and I use what strength I have to help him into a sitting position.
The pain etched on Allen's face breaks my heart because I know I'm the cause of this. Once I am able to get him into a seated position, I gently nuzzle my nose against his cheek, "Baby, I'm so sorry this happened to you," I whisper brokenly.
Allen looks over at me with distress and a desperation as to why all of this is happening. I know he wants an explanation. And I will give it to him, I just hope it doesn't stop him from wanting or loving me. I don't know what I'd do if that happened.
