#didn't gif his death scene or the car scene btw <3

[benicioscenes]

BENICIO DEL TORO as JACK RAFFERTY SIN CITY 2005 | dir. Frank Miller & Robert Rodriguez

[lala1267]

Death wish (Part 3 final)

Very short paragraph cause I'm not bothered sorry.

Warnings: smoking. Idk if there is any other ones. Btw it'd not proof read cause I'm so tired.

I struggled to walk in the damp cold street, my hair was messy, tears ran down my face, and a cigarette was in between my fingers. I was a mess. The thoughts of Jerry ran through my head, how he took advantage of me, how he used me like an object. The fact that I couldn't defend myself. I was a sexy girl but no man had ever done that to me. My legs were aching and my head was banging. Nothing felt real, I didn't feel alive. I inhaled my cigarette as dark thoughts flooded my head. I never trusted myself when I was alone and sad since I would do whatever came to mind, even if it means escaping this world. I had no hope in life, nothing good has happened for the past few months. I wanted to leave this stupid world, no one wanted me here so why not. I had promised Elvis that I wouldn't do what I did but I wasn't sure if I could live up to that promise. My head was spinning, I heard Jerry's manipulative voice in my head, the scene played over and over in my head. It was night time, and I was walking in the street in a nightgown that was ripped and shortened. I was barefoot and walking on a cold road. I heard a car behind me, I didn't care. The car drove next to me. I heard a familiar voice shout out.

"Honey are ya ok, what did he do to ya!" The voice was deep and sexy. I turned to look and it was Elvis, he had a worried expression on his face. I just shook my head at him in disbelief and carried on walking.

"Please tell me honey." He said in a soft and comforting tone. I took a deep breath before I turned to look at him with my watery eyes.

"You weren't there to protect me, I sent you a voicemail, you ignored my call, you betrayed me!" I yelled as the cigarette smoke escaped my mouth. Elvis had a guilty look on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to talk to you after what you did, but I'm here now." He said with guilt. I just carried on walking as the waterfall of tears came again.

"Please get in and tell me what happened."

"When did you get my voicemail?" I said completely ignoring what he said.

"I only just listened to it before I came out to look for you, I knew I should have listened to it earlier but I'm sorry, I wasn't in a good mood. Please get in" he said as he looked into my blue eyes. I could tell that he was truly sorry so I got into the passenger seat of the car. I smoked on my cigarette as I looked at his face. He scanned my body, he saw how I was messed up.

"Please tell me what happened baby." He pleaded as I smoked. I looked away as I tried to hide the tears.

"Please honey." He said as he cupped my cheek, turning my face to face his.

I took a deep shaky breath.

"H-he"

"He did what?"

"He started to touch me, I told him to stop but he carried on." I said as I felt the ball of anxiety at the back of my throat. Elvis's face lit up with anger, his eyes became more manacing.

"Then h-he did it." I said as I showed him the red marks on my thighs and other private places. I didn't tell him exactly what Jerry did to me but he didn't need an explanation, he knew what Jerry did. Elvis was now breathing heavily, his eyes were like a dark void. He was a scary man when angry. He pushed on the pedals and the car instantly sped up, he broke atleast 5 driving laws. Soon we arrived at Graceland. He took me put of the car and inside. He carried me up the stairs and into his room. He sat me on the edge of the bed.

"Stay here, I will be back soon." Those were the last words that he said before he stormed out of the bedroom. I heard a car start. Twenty minutes later I heard the car return. I could hear heavy footsteps climb up the stairs. The bedroom door opened to reveal Elvis, he was out of breath, messy hair, and red nuckles. I knew what he had done, I didn't have to ask. He rushed over to me, he hugged me tight as he planted kisses on my soft lips.

"You won't be seeing Jerry ever again, I will be here to keep you safe." He whispered with his shaky voice. He got up and started to take off my night dress. My naked body was covered in red marks. Elvis's face dropped. He walked over to the bathroom and started to run a bath for me. Once the bath was full he picked me up bridal style and placed me in the warm water. The bubbles felt soft and warm. He washed my body with an expensive soap that he had brought.

When he was done washing me, he told me to stand up and wrapped a towel around my wet body. He picked me up and placed me on his bed once again. Whilst I sat drying, he was trying to find a new nightdress for me. I was dry by the time he was done. He removed the towel and dressed me up into my nightdress. He was so comforting, he was like home.

"Get in bed honey, ya need some sleep." He said calmly as he patted the empty space next to him. I got in the bed, I got closer to him. We cuddled and kissed until we both fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up in Elvis's arms, against his bare chest. It felt like heaven. I sat up as I stretched my arms out whilst yawning. I felt Elvis's hand glide along my back, his touch was soft and calming.

"Stay in bed with me will ya. I don't wanna get out." He said in his deep morning voice.

I layed in bed with him until noon. Ever since that morning me and Elvis were inseparable. He was the love of my life. Till death do us apart.