"Give it up for the undefeated champion of Darkness… RAMPAGE!"
I jumped at the sound of the voice coming through the club's speakers but I ignored it when Dominic jumped down from the platform and was swarmed by people. I moved towards his direction and pushed through the crowd until I managed to get in front of him. I didn't think he knew it was me when I jumped at him, because he didn't put his arms around me until he tried to look down to see who I was. When he realised I wasn't a crazy fan girl, he put his arms around me and lifted me up. My mouth was right next to his ear so I kissed it and cried as I said, "I'm so sorry."
Dominic squeezed me and kept walking. I had my head buried in the crook of his neck so I didn't know where Dominic was heading until I heard Skull's voice, a door opening and closing, then nothing but complete silence. Well, silence except for my sobs.
I felt myself being set down on a bed and then Dominic kneeled down in front of me, which made him the same height as me since I was sat down too.
He wiped at my face and sighed. "Why do you do this to yourself?" he asked me.
"I can't help it; he was killin' you! I can't stomach the sight of it; it kills me when they hurt you. I hate it!" I cried and shoved him at his shoulder.
He gave me a small smile. "I'm okay, pretty girl. I've got a hard head."
"What about the rest of your body?" I snapped and wiped at my running nose.
Dominic grinned at me. "The rest of me is always hard, especially when you're around-"
"Cut the messin' out, I'm being serious with you!" I growled.
Dominic sighed. "We had a blow out before my fight so there was no way I was going to lose. I was too pissed not to take it out on that guy and win."
I frowned, that guy was beaten pretty badly.
"I made you that mad then?" I asked and looked down.
"Look at me," Dominic said.
I did and almost started to cry again. "Why is it always the face?" I murmured and wiped away some of his blood from his eyebrow with the back of my hand.
Dominic smiled and closed his eyes. "Yes, to your question about making me mad. You did sink your claws in with that remark about Damien."
Well, I was fucking glad he wasn't in the room when I said even worse things to Damien. I didn't regret them though; he needed to hear what a prick he was for doing Alannah wrong.
"He did her wrong, Dominic. He took her virginity then said he would only be her friend 'cause he didn't do relationships. I fuckin' hate him for hurtin' her so bad. He knew she liked him and yet he still did this to her and treated her like nothin' more than a hole to stick his dick into. I thought he was nothin’ but a nice lad, but I was very wrong. What he did was cruel, and I told him exactly what I thought of him and if you can't deal with that, then I am sorry you feel that way," I said, and then looked away from his burning eyes.
"What did you say to him?" Dominic asked.
I shrugged. "I'm not gettin' into it. If he wants to tell you what I said then he will, but I doubt it."
"Why do you doubt it?" Dominic questioned.
"'Cause I said some things that almost knocked him off his feet. I wasn't kind, but he needed to hear what I said. He can't continue treatin' girls the way he has. He has no respect for women, and it was time someone put him in his place, so I did."
Dominic lifted my chin, so I was looking at him. "Bronagh, what did you say to my brother?"
My heart was pounding, but I didn't answer.
"I saw him practically run out of the club. I haven't seen him that upset in a long time. He doesn't lose it unless my parents are somehow brought into… the mix."
I wanted to die when his eyes flashed with realisation.
"Tell me you didn't mention my parents to him," Dominic snarled.
I almost swallowed my tongue as I looked away from Dominic's burning eyes. That didn't last for long though, he gripped my chin and forced my head up until I was looking him in the eye again.
"Answer me, Bronagh. Now," he growled.
I felt my eyes well up with tears - he was so mad that it scared me. I wasn't scared of him doing anything to lash out and hurt me. I was just scared of all the other damage he could do without actually laying a finger on me.
"I told him that based on the description you gave of your parents he wasn't very different from them. They only looked out for themselves and nobody else and so does he," I whispered, and then held my breath for Dominic's reaction.
The silence that followed felt longer than only a few seconds.
"I told you he is the way he is because of my parents and then you throw them in his face by saying he is exactly fucking like them?" Dominic said in a tone that wasn't aggressive but merely calm, and it frightened the life out of me.