Novel & Cerita Hurt Tim Drake

Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain. 'Drake. . . let them hurt me,' Emily entered his mind again. 'Let them torture me. . . just run away from the forest, save yourself,' Emily added weakly. 'No! Stop commanding me, Emily! That's not the only thing you get from me once I bring you back to the mansion!' he sounded mad, with no emotions at all. Drake killed the hunter mercilessly. He didn't let them escape from his raging eyes. He keeps on beheading those hunters who tried to get his way.

“I’m so—so sorry.” My glare could’ve cut steel. My voice, jagged. “You brought me here.” And it hurt—God, it hurt—that it was him. Not Victor’s hands. Not his threats. Him. He nodded, shame pouring off him like a flood. “I know. I deserve everything you want to say to me.” “You drugged me, Tim. You handed me over like a fucking parcel.” His hands fluttered helplessly over the knots. “I didn’t have a choice.”

Justin teared up. " You left me fall so deep for you just to be hurt like this"? Justin cried looking away from Drake as he felt his heart crushing. Drake got up from where he was and moved slowly to Justin kneeling beside his chair. " I've not said you just just forget everything so easily and run back to me. No! I've not said that. Even if you hate me I'll know it's my fault. I just want you to give us a chance". He pleaded taking Justin's hands in his.

And so far, things weren’t looking so good. Drake was full blown angry and wanted to teach me a lesson for causing his daughter such shame but Liam, his now current partner for his new deal, had absolutely refused to let him hurt me. Claiming I was his cousin no matter what and I had kids, as such they could take everything but leave me without a scratch! That argument right there, tied Drake’s hands and legs. He couldn’t possibly anger Liam and risk losing their deal and so, “Leave him then!” he yelled out, glaring daggers at a surprised Charlotte.

SCARLETT Drake opens his mouth to speak and in that moment, I lift my eyes to the ceiling, genuinely wondering why I even agreed to come here. To do this. “I’m sorry for hurting you the five years we were together.” My breath gets stuck in my throat as I lower my eyes to him. He looks sincere enough with his head bowed and all, but something about the whole situation feels off. I can’t quite put a finger on it, but something isn’t right.

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The truth came out. Trish stepped back, letting go of my arm, and nodded in understanding. "But if I had to say something to you, Trish," I added, making her look at me again, "you need to stop letting him hurt you." She inhaled deeply. "I get it," she said, her voice trembling. "It's tough to wrap my head around. Drake's been losing his cool lately, but he's never laid a hand on me before. It all changed when his business started to crumble, and then he turned violently towards me."

Drake hummed in agreement. "Yeah, I think the most fucked part of it all is when I found out she died when I felt it. I felt sad about it and as if it was my fault. Grace left me, she almost killed me, and I still wanted to love her. She treated us like trash, and my fucked up brain was convinced she would come back and love us again." Drake's voice broke as he stood up and turned away from me. I sat there in silence as I let him have a moment to let it out.

Jeffrey's face went dark with fury as he turned to Harry and roared, "Have you forgotten your mission? If anything had happened to Ms. Webb, could you even handle the consequences?" Harry flinched, panic flashing in his eyes. Still, he quickly brushed it off. "Nothing happened, right? Besides, Ember only got hurt because of Victoria. I couldn't just ignore her." Jeffrey's expression grew even colder. He stormed forward and punched Harry square in the face. "So you're just going to ignore Ms. Webb's safety? Have you forgotten why Mr. Webb took us in all those years ago? "He treated us like his own children. And now, you're willing to betray that debt of gratitude just because of one woman?"

Leah explained to him, hoping that her explaination would help him to cooperate. Drake looked like he was under a spell and he just looked passed Jim and Leah and didn't repond. Jim jumped in the cell and sat next to Drake, "Hey man, are you ok? Do you need to go to the hospital? You do not look good." Drake just put his hands over his face and started to cry. He was so lost and just wanted everything to end so there would be no more pain. No more pain. He just wanted it to end.