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Three men stand before us while the four women behind them scream through their gags for mercy. I can’t look at them. Not like this. Why? Why would they make us do this?
“Boys, It’s officially time to become men! Kill them, and use the tools on the table. Drain their blood, skin them, and chop them up. Put the pieces in the barrel. You are not to leavehere until you complete the orders. Just remember, they made us do this! All the discipline, all the torture and beatings are their fault! They are nothing! Useless creatures! Complete the orders, and you’re free to go!” The three men look at us with narrowed eyes. They all nod and leave the room. I look over at my friends, my brothers. Reid instantly pukes, and Dario has tears streaming down his face. I approach the first woman, grabbing the scalpel and looking into her bright blue eyes.
“I’m sorry, Mama,” and I slice her throat wide open, blood pouring down her chest.
I jerked awake, breathing heavily. The light is too bright.Where am I?Trying to adjust to the bright lights. My nostrils burn from the chemicals of this hospital. This place makes me sick. This place scares me the most because every smell here is masked. It throws me off. Even the voices are quiet. The TV is off in front of me. I’m in a room all by myself. The last thing I remember is Jade shooting me. I deservedit; it took her long enough. The minute the bullet entered my skin, I passed out.Weird, huh?Trying to jog my memory. It’s all mush. I get clips of screaming, helicopters, my father’s voice, Spade and Dario, but that’s it.
I shouldn’t have pushed her so hard. The voice taunted me to the point of hurting her. I hurt everything I touch. I knew calling her little sister would get her. My father had told me for the past few months that I needed to clean up the loose ends from before I was born. He told me she was my half-sister, but Dario says he knows the truth and that we do not share the same DNA. That my father is delusional. Which I can agree with. I need to get out of here. I need to let my brothers know I’m awake and to come get me. Jade and I need to sort this out before we both end up dead. I push the button to move the bed to a sitting position so Ican climb out and text the guys. I reach over and grab my phone. Shooting the group chat a message.
Jameson: Come get me! I fucking hate hospitals.
Spade: I’ll get with Ri and come get you. See you soon, Brother.
Placing the phone down, I lay back, thinking to myself. There’s a long list of people I need to carve. I haven’t carved in a while, and it needs to happen sooner rather than later. Suddenly, the door to my room swings open.
“Oh, good, you’re finally awake, son.”
Great, my fucking father is here.
“Do you know where you are, son?”
“Yes, Father, I’m in this disgusting hospital. When can I leave?” I tried to remove the blanket from my body so I could stand up, but my father placed a firm hand on my shoulder and pushed me back down on the bed. I stiffen. I hate it when he touches me. I don’t like it when anyone touches me, but him; I don’t want his hands anywhere near me.
“Easy, Jameson. Sit back, You have been in a medically induced coma for three weeks. That little club whore got you good, son,” He states, still holding me in place. I look at his hand and then at him with an evil glint. He knows not to fucking touch me.
“Oh, I’m sorry. You’re sensitive to touch; I must have lost my marbles sitting here waiting for you to wake up,” He mocks. I fucking hate him.
“Cut the shit, Father. Why are you here?” I ask through gritted teeth, losing patience by the minute.
“Tsk, Tsk, watch your tone, Jameson. As of lately, you are becoming such a disappointment,” he said, shaking his head atme.Fuck this guy. Disappointment? Me? This guy needs a hard look in the mirror.
“This conversation is boring me already. I’ve heard this all before,” I shrugged, giving him a blank stare.
“Well, since you’re a disrespectful little twerp and all three of you seem to have failed your orders!” He looks at me with a smirk on his face. “Maybe I should take matters into my own hands! Hmm. How would you like that Jameson? I’ll take care of what you couldn’t because you’re weak just like your mother, just like her mother.” He leans close to me, whispering in my ear.
“I’ll just stroll into the academy and deal with little Ms. Jade Rivers myself. Maybe I’ll be sick like you and see what the fuss is about. Maybe she will want an experienced dick rather than a broken, weak dick,” He chuckles sinisterly, backing away. I look at him with a disgusted look on my face.
“You’re a sick piece of shit, and you will not fucking touch her, So help me god, Father, I will show you the monster you’ve fucking created. You stay the fuck away from her, you fucking hear me.” I roar at him, trying to get out of this fucking bed, but he pushes me down, grabbing something from his jacket pocket.
“You really are a disappointment. Your mother should have swallowed you. Maybe the next time you wake up, you will have a better attitude towards me. Sleep well, my son.” I go to grab his arm, but it’s too late. He’s already administered the drug into my IV, and everything around me starts to spin.
“Dar-io, Spp-a-de, Prriinncee-ee-sss”
37
Apologies & Dripping Cum
-Jade-
Dario is frozen in the center of the library. He throws his shirt at me to put on, realizing I’m a little naked sitting here on the library table.
“Senator Dalton Callaghan, What do we owe the honor? Is Jameson awake?” Dario asks, body rigid, indicating that he doesn’t trust or like Jameson’s father.Good to know.
“He was, until he wasn’t, it doesn’t seem like you care if you’re here fucking your whore. That was quite a show, The way she gushed all over your cock. That even made my dick hard! When you’re done with her, send the whore my way,” he winks at me. Before I can say or do anything, Dario punches the senator square in the jaw.Oh shit. His head whips to the side from the impact of Dario’s fist.
“I don’t give a fuck who you are, Uncle; disrespect her like that again, and I’ll kill you with my bare hands,” Dalton is quick to retort.
