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“He’s in here!” she suddenly shouted carelessly. “Run! Run!”
“Wrong move, doll face,” she heard a growl right in her ear, and that familiar smell of rotting flesh vaped all around her.
He pressed the knife to her neck. She knew it was touching her skin, grazing its very surface. One more inch and she’d be done for. She was breathing quickly, short, shallow breaths, each of them requiring pain and effort. She could hear the other man’s breathing, too, just like hers. But, she knew that they didn’t feel the same way.
It took Jesse and Hyde a minute to rush back upstairs. A part of her was happy to see them come for her, even at the risk of their own lives. A different part of her was upset that they didn’t run and save themselves. Now, they all might die together.
They barged in through the door, keeping a safe distance upon seeing the person behind Rene. It was still dark. No one thought to turn the lights on yet, and somehow, no one needed them.
“Rene, are you OK?” Hyde shouted.
“Mhm,” she managed to muster.
“Not for long, lover boy,” a low voice hissed in the darkness.
“Why don’t you show yourself, so we can fight like men, instead of hiding behind a woman?” Jesse growled at the man.
“Because, we are not men,” he explained, pushing Rene closer to the window, his own body remaining close to hers, his hand floating in the air, threatening to extinguish her life any second.
“Culore…” Hyde said his name, as if remembering a long lost friend.
There was no emotion in his voice. There was no hatred, only indifference.
“It’s been so long, Xenos, I thought you’d forgotten all about me,” Culore replied, his yellow teeth gleaming wickedly in the darkness.
The Moon started shining brighter, as if it knew how important this meeting was, and it wanted to help the forlorn lovers find their path again. Moonlight oozed through the window, and Rene’s beautiful, trembling body presented itself to their view.
Hyde knew she was scared. She was petrified. Her eyes widened in shock, pleading. He wanted to tell her that it would be alright, that they would get her out of here, somehow.
“That’s not my name anymore, Culore,” he growled.
“Ah, yes. What is it now? Hyde? And that surname, McGallan, who came up with that Irish bullshit?” Culore laughed so hard that the knife beneath Rene’s throat shook slightly. “A name is nothing. It is a cover. A shell. Who you are remains the same. And you are the same piece of shit that escaped all those years ago, whether you choose to call yourself Xenos or any other fucking human name you can think of!”
“You know why I escaped,” Hyde spoke calmly.
He knew that if he snapped back, that would only make things worse. He needed to calm Culore down, to make him feel like the whole situation was under his control. Then, he could think of a plan to save Rene.
“Because you’re a fucking coward?” Culore sneered.
“Because you killed my father.”
“And, what kind of a son are you, not avenging your father’s death, huh?”
Hyde bowed his head down. Was there any purpose in telling this animal that the last thing Hyde promised his father was that he would try and stay alive, instead of avenging his death? He made him promise. There was nothing else Hyde would rather do, but a promise was a promise. Nothing in this world would make him break it.
“That is between my father’s soul and me,” Hyde growled back. “I know what you want. Me and Jesse. “
“Neculai?” Culore laughed again mockingly. “You really chose fucking faggot names.”
“You want us,” Hyde pretended like he didn’t hear this comment. “We’re here. Let the girl go.”
Culore lowered his gaze, then let go of the grip he had on her hands.
“Don’t… move…” he whispered to her.
His hand traveled from her waist, up her belly, finally resting on her breasts. Her nipples hardened from fear, poking forward. Culore’s fingers pinched in, then pulled it, taking his sweet time, knowing they were all powerless to stop him. His hand cupped it whole, massaging it aggressively.
“I can see why you’d like this piece of ass, Xenos,” Culore kept repeating his name, trying to get a rise out of him. “So much better than your ex-wife. You really upgraded.”
