chapter 13: Useless Pru

chapter 13: Useless Pru

"You went after my little sister, you sadistic bastard! I should let you bleed to death! You went after her under my roof, under my nose! She is seventeen years old you prick! She's half your age!" I wiped my face with my palm.

I often wonder why people commit murder but looking at Anton, it suddenly made sense.

"Anton! Anton! Anton! To be honest, I am kind of proud that she pulled the trigger. She's a Williamson afterall. I am kind of having a proud big brother moment right now"

"What…do you want?" Anton asked me.

I thought about a million ways to answer that particular question.

"What do I want? Let me see..." My voice trailed off leaving Anton to his imagination. From the look on his face, It got dark very quickly.

After a few minutes, I looked at my best friend and I smiled. I was bound to say something, it might as well be something that will make me feel better.

"I need to keep up appearances, Anton. I mean obviously, I will drive you to the hospital, I am not a monster…" I touched my forehead

"... because obviously you would know what a monster looks like because you are one but dude, I got to break a couple of your fingers….you know, just to sooth my pride and my manhood. I mean what kind of a king allows his sister to be assaulted without some good old fashioned payback. Are you ready?"

I asked him. I watched as tears slip down his face.

"Don't do that dude? You are a man, real men don't cry when threatened with finger breakage but then again, real men don't try to force themselves on a woman too. So, I ask again, are you ready?" I yelled this time around.

I saw that Anton was fading away and I slapped him to keep him awake, he was still my best friend.

Monster or not, I have known him for what? Twenty years. That kind of history doesn't just disappear for over night, I guess that would apply if I was normal.

But right now, seeing him bleed out in front of me merely fascinated me like a puzzle.

I kept thinking how long it would take before he slowly bleeds out on the floor.

It wasn't like I needed anyone to tell me that I was damaged but it solidified what I already knew.

Soon, my curiosity wore out and my common sense took over.

"Alright, I won't break them now. But you owe me three fingers of your choice to break but right now, I have to take you to the hospital. Come on" I helped him up from the ground.

"Do you have your car with you?" I asked him.

I couldn't exactly let him drip blood over mine now, could I?

"Yes" Anton handed the car keys to me. "Why...are you helping me?" He asked.

It was a very good question and luckily one I knew the answer to.

"Because being responsible for someone's death changes you and I don't want that for my baby sister but I can always come back and shoot you if I feel like it. I don't know, stop asking me"

I took him to the hospital myself. A hospital I owned and I instructed for the best care to be offered to him and for his life to be saved.

When I got back to the palace, Emily was in Pru's room. She tried to hide her trembling hand from me but I saw it.

"Are you alright?" I asked her.

"No. No, I shot a man" she turned to look at me.

Without thinking I reached out and held her hand. "It's going to be okay, I will make sure of it. Moreover, you are not a good shot and that will have to change. We can't exactly let a Williamson run around without the ability to perfectly commit murder now, can we?"

Emily smiled. It was a weak attempt, maybe she thought I was making a joke.

I wasn't.

"Thanks" she murmured.

"Emily, I ran a bath for you" Pru said from the wall she was leaning on.

Emily turned and looked at me like she was seeking permission and I nodded my head.

"Go on. I will get the palace keeper to change your room. You don't have to go back there"

"No!" Her strong tone of voice made me look at her.

"Why?" I asked her.

"I am done running. I am facing my demons, King Zuri"

"Okay. That's the spirit" I told her.

I waited until Emily disappeared into the other room before I turned to look at Pru.

"What fucking use are you as a bodyguard if the person you are supposed to protect sneaks out of the palace without your knowledge with a known predator like Anton and then he assaults her under

your nose! What use are you to me or Emily?!"