Destrõy Me - Episode 43 & 44

 

 

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Destrõy Me - Episode 43 & 44

 (Her•Heartless•Monster)

 By Naomi Cindy B.

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"Greg. You're about to receive a visitor from hell" he muttered, and Twilight's cries penetrated into his ears again.

The tears wet his neck completely, streaming down his chest and back. His shirt is currently wet in the front.

Judging by the way her heart his pounding against his chest, he could imagine how scared she must have been, and that's making him want to just pound Greg into the filthy dust.

He slowly broke the hug, and she began hiccupping, unable to look him in the face again.

He brought an hand to her chin, lifting her teary face with it, and that made her hiccup again.

"You should be scared of me. In my right senses or not, you shouldn't be around." He said, and she shook her head.

"No...I...I know you didn't do it... intentionally. I saw your eyes ... They were... were a different shade of gold, and... And your voice ... changed... I know it... it wasn't your real self" she stuttered, her teeth still clashing with cold from the steep cliff.

Slade pulled her hand, and she willingly followed.

He made her sit in bed, then he went to his wardrobe and got socks and mittens, then sweater.

He came back, squatted in front of her and wore the socks on her feet, the mittens on her hands, and the sweater on her body.

While wearing the sweater for her, the hairband in her hair removed on it's own, and he took it.

"Lay down" he told her.

She did that, and he covered her with the duvet. She's even shaking under it.

He turned on the electronic fireplace to heat up the attic, then he grabbed his coat...

"What happened to you? Why were you like that?" She asked.

"A c+cksucker hacked into my mind and controlled it." he replied and began walking out of the attic.

"Where are you going?" She quickly asked.

"To wipe a sewage garbage out of the surface of the earth. You stay here and rest" he replied.

"Don't take long" she said.

He didn't reply to that before leaving the attic.

He didn't even know when the hairband returned to his wrist, but it was already there before he got to the ground floor.

The tower is silent cos it's already 10pm, and immediately he stepped out, he met Uriel just coming.

"Where are you going late this night?" Uriel asked.

"Don't ask questions, I hate it" Slade replied curtly without halting.

"The last time you left the castle at night like this was when Tamlin and Twilight killed you, I can't let you get hurt again, Aimee will kill me" Uriel blocked him.

"And you're not scared I might kill you for blocking my way?" Slade sneered.

"You can't kill me" Uriel replied, widening his arms to block him more.

Slade smirked, and the next thing Uriel felt was a bang inside his head.

"Geez!!" He groaned, grabbing the head as he went on his knees.

"Don't do this!" He grabbed Slade's legs.

"Can't kill you, but I can knock you unconscious" Slade muttered, and Uriel went from his knees to the ground, falling flat unconsciously.

Slade left him there and continued his journey to the park.

He was about to enter his car when he heard a sound behind.

Slowly, he turned around to see Elijah leaning on a pillar, watching him with that creepy smile that's always on his face.

"What's so important that you had to knock out your errand boy?" He asked.

Without replying, Slade opened his car door.

"I held the arm of your moonslave earlier today, and it was so small that I started thinking food has been banned. You should feed her more, she needs it" Elijah further said.

No single reply came from Slade again, till he entered his car and drove out of the castle.

"Strange. My words are supposed to annoy him, why did he not fight me? I missed his mad anger" he groaned, taking his body away from the pillar.

"By the way, where's he going?" He wondered as he walked back to the infirmary.

*

Uriel was still laying flat in front of the tower when Molly came out.

She has plans to go sightseeing and return before midnight, but then she sighted him.

"Uriel?" She blinked, rushing forward.

"Uriel!" She knelt beside him, shaking him.

His eyes opened, and a gasp left his mouth when realization hit him. 

He sat up, looking around. "He's gone, shit" he muttered, standing to his feet.

"Did Prof. Luther knock you out?" Molly asked, and he faced her.

"Obviously" he replied, dusting himself.

"You're lucky to be close with him" she said.

"Lucky? Slade is hard to deal with. Witness any of his crash outs and you'll know what I'm talking about" he replied, and she smiled.

"Doesn't matter, he's handsome, hot, and he has brains. He's the most brilliant professor in this university, and have you seen his beautiful handwriting? You'll fall in love! I love that man completely" Molly gushed, and Uriel smiled slightly.

"If only he'd kill his moonslave and lift the curse, I'd fully set you both up" he said.

"Really? You like me for him?" Molly's eyes shone.

"Yeah. You're pretty and rich like him, perfect match" he shrugged.

They're both walking towards the woods now.

"Then he should kill Twilight and get it over with. Why is he delaying?" She said.

"You really heard everything we discussed in the class that day. Slade told me" he replied.

"Kinda" she sighed.

"Slade is hesitating, and that's what I'm scared about" he replied.

"What happens if Slade refuses to kill her?" She asked.

"Premature death for him" he replied, and she stopped to face him.

"What!"

*

GREG'S COTTAGE*

Slade's car made a deafening screech before halting in front of the cottage.

Like a devil, he stepped out, waltzing to the door with fury still flowing through his bones and blood.

He met the door shut, but just one punch from him removed the door from it's hinges, and it fell, giving him enough space to enter.

Greg is not in the outer room, just his growing herbs on the table and whatnot.

Slade felt his aura in one of the rooms, and he entered that room.

Timothy is gone, so it's just Greg inside the room, standing in front of a mirror and trying to stop the blood flowing from his eyes.

"Slade?" He said, not looking surprised as he faced him.

Slade picked the long mirror from where it was placed beside the wall, bringing it down to Greg's head angrily.

The mirror shattered, and blood ran down Greg's face, making him stagger as his eyes turned.

"Ackkk!!!" The old man wailed as some of the glass pieces hooked on his head, making him bleed more.

"It was unmistakable, the force I felt before I went insane, the aura that came with it was yours... How dare you manipulate my mind? You think you have the right because you created the rings? How dare you!!" Slade yelled in mad anger, picking a table.

"No! No don't!! Don't!!" Greg shouted fearfully when he began bringing the table down to his head.

"It was for your own good! Your father didn't want you to die! He made me do it!!" He shouted, and Slade's eyes shook for a millisecond as his hands went down.

"Timothy came here?" 

"Yes. He left after the boomerang" Greg replied, and Slade dragged him up, throwing him at the wall.

Greg's body crashed on the wooden wall and the wall break down with a large hole.

Greg's body entered the hole, and from there, he landed inside the second room, rolling to the wall as black blood escaped his mouth.

"Argh!!" He growled, grinding his bloody teeth as he tried to stand, but Slade was already with him.

He kicked his chest, and Greg flew to a cemented wall this time, his body breaking into the cement to form another hole.

Through the hole, his body rolled into the third room, and he could swear that he saw the gates of hell as his whole body bled.

Slade walked to him as he began crawling on his elbows.

"Even if Timothy told you to do it, I see no reason why you should succumb, he's not me!" Slade slammed.

"Normally...we shouldn't even have to hack your mind to make you kill her, you should have killed her cos it's the right thing! She spent years in this cottage with me when I was raising her, but I grew no attachment with her. Now look at you, under a month she's already entering your head? You don't know moonslaves like I do. They're deceitful spirits!" Greg coughed blood as he talked.

"I'll kill her whenever I want or like, but for now, you should go first" Slade smirked, getting a long knife from another table.

He raised the knife to jam into Greg's chest, but Greg spoke again...

"If you kill me, then your mother Stella will perish. I'm the one who supplies the herbal tonic she drinks every month to her. Without the tonic, do you think she'd still be alive? I'm the only one who knows the herbal leaves to make the tonic, so think twice before killing me" 

Slade's hand went down, and he smirked again, devilish than the first.

"Really" he said, raising the knife again.

Instead of killing him, he brought the sharp knife down on Greg's right arm, cutting it off.

"No!!!!!! Ohhh!!!!!" Greg's screams shook the cottage and the whole neighborhood as his lower arm left his body, his blood painting the cottage floor generously.

He was still crying as Slade took the cut part of his arm, throwing it into the burning fire in the corner of the room.

"No. No" Greg muttered, tears sliding out of his eyes as he watched his arm burning, and his blood flowing out of the remaining short one.

"You'll regret this, Slade. You will" he said with a dry painful smile.

"I'll be waiting" Slade replied, leaving the cottage without looking back, his coat swaying.

Greg heard the sound of his car driving off, and his dry smile grew wider.

"You have no idea what you just did, Slade. You have no idea!!!" He yelled, laughing out crazily.

The entry of someone else into the cottage made him look up to see Tamlin and Ruslan.

They actually trailed Slade here, and they've been hiding some distance from the cottage till Slade.

"I'm guessing you made the infinity rings for the Luther triplets." Tamlin said boldly, not minding Greg's cut arm.

Ruslan hid behind Tamlin.

"Make one ring for me too. I can get you billions if you want" Tamlin continued, and Greg smiled, holding his cut arm.

"Of course" 

*

LUTHER'S ISLAND*

The guards were bowing in unison as Slade made his entrance into the main villa, but he's not seeing them.

He straight-up entered the villa and met Timothy coming downstairs.

Timothy's eyes widened, but he couldn't move till Slade climbed up to him, grabbed him by the hair and slammed his head on the rails.

"Slade!!!" Grandpa Cedric yelled as he entered the room, but Slade already pushed Timothy, and he was already rolling down the stairs just like Twilight did when he was dragging her.

"Oh no! Timothy!" Grandpa Cedric began running to base cos it's very sure that once Timothy lands on the base, he's dying, no arguments.

Timothy was crying as he rolled too, and Slade just stood there, watching him satisfactorily.

Five stairs before he'd get to the base, Aimee sped into the room, capturing Timothy with the wind and bringing him back to his feet.

Although, he's bleeding all-over the face, and he's at the verge of passing out.

"Are you high? What are you trying to do!" Aimee shouted.

"Isn't it obvious? I want him to die" Slade replied point-blank.

"Slade.." Grandpa Cedric said.

"I'm sorry...I was just worried that you'd die if you don't kill her in time..." Timothy sobbed.

"You're worried I'd die? Weren't you planning to kill me with a pillow before I escaped this island? And we all know the reason you suddenly don't want me to die is because I grew into a brilliant man who's useful for your establishments, isn't it?" Slade muttered.

Timothy went mute.

"And here's your first and only warning, cos the next time you pull that stunt, I'll show you no mercy" Slade finalized and began walking out of the villa.

"Killa!" A familiar voice made him stop, and his jaws clenched.

It's Stella, she's coming downstairs, her legs unstable on the ground cos of her sickness.

"Killa... please let me see your face.. please" she was begging as she tried to descend the stairs.

Grandpa Cedric quickly ran to hold her so she won't fall, but Slade remained on his spot, his back on her.

"Please don't leave yet. Let me feel your warmth again. Let me hug you at least... I've missed you so much... it's killing me" she cried as Grandpa Cedric guided her down.

Just a little before she'd get to Slade, Slade talked...

"Things would have been different if you didn't crave ice cream or enter the damn forest that night, so no...I don't want to see you" 

With that, he walked out of the villa.

"Killa! I'm sorry it's my fault! I know it's my fault and I've been suffering for 27 years! Please let me see your face!" She was crawling after him on the ground, but he didn't even look back.

Grandpa Cedric began crying for her, and Timothy couldn't stop his own years too.

Aimee quickly rushed after Slade, catching up at the park.

"You're being too cruel on her! All she wants to see is your face!" She yelled.

"And I said no!" Slade yelled back.

"You don't want to see mother, and you hate father. You almost killed him cos of the moonslave, is that how much she has entered you?" 

"Nothing changed, I'll kill her whenever I want so y'all should leave me the f+ck alone cos trust me even if it's you who messes with me, I won't spare you" Slade muttered, getting in his car.

He drove off roughly, and Aimee scoffed.

"You can deny it all you want, Slade. It's obvious, you're changing. You just acted with emotions, and it's dangerous" she muttered.

*

UOG, IMOGEN'S ROOM*

Ren and Posey spent the night in here tonight.

There are two beds, so Imogen took the first one while the couple took the second one.

Posey felt pumped and left the bed suddenly, putting on her flops.

"Where to?" Ren asked.

"I need to pee" Posey replied, entering the bathroom.

Imogen's eyes opened on her own bed, and she sat up.

She climbed down and went to Ren whose eyes are still open.

"Imogen, you're not sleeping?" He said.

"Couldn't stop thinking about you" she replied, bringing her lips down on his own.

Ren responded for a second before breaking it, his eyes wide.

"Out of the blue? I thought you were crushing on Slade" he said.

"That changed since last week when you went on a date with Posey. You suddenly became hot" she whispered, and he chuckled.

"Really?"

"Yes, so..." She kissed him again, bringing his fingers under herself to touch her p+$$y.

They suddenly heard sounds of returning footsteps from the bathroom, and Imogen broke the kiss, jumping back on her own bed.

Posey returned, joining Ren in bed.

Not long after that, the sounds of their kisses filled the room, and Imogen suddenly wants to murder Posey.

She plugged in her earpiece to block their kiss sounds, then she slid into Echo's DM.

*

ECHO'S ROOM*

The ding of Echo's phone made her eyes open, and she sat up in bed.

She saw Twilight is not in bed again, and she shook her head.

"She'll get pregnant soon" she said, taking her phone.

Her eyes widened when she saw it's Ruslan, and she quickly got down from the bed.

Ruslan: Asleep already?

Echo: Yes. Your text woke me.

Ruslan: Sorry, but I need something.

Echo: I'll give you anything.

Ruslan: Twilight's nudes, just snap her when she's taking her bath.

Echo: Why would you ask that?

Ruslan: I'm not interested in her or anything, I just want to publicize it. It's a disgrace strategy.

Echo: Didn't know you hate my bestie that much.

Ruslan: Are you doing it or not?

Echo: I can't... Twi is my favorite girl.

Ruslan: Then let's break up, and I'm blocking you right now.

Echo's eyes widened, and she quickly typed a reply.

Echo: No no! I'll do it! I'll do it!

Ruslan: Good, I love you.

Echo: I love you too.

She dropped her phone this time, grabbing her own head.

"Is this really right?" She asked herself.

The opening of the door made her turn, and she was surprised when Damien and Rihannon came in with a tray of snacks.

"What's going on?" She blinked.

"Damien couldn't sleep, and I couldn't either, so we decided to munch snacks with you guys, please tell me my Twi-Twi is in" Rihannon said.

"Sadly, she went to Prof. Slade again. Can't believe she's this loose, honestly" Echo shook her head 

"Stop badmouthing her. She f+cks Prof Slade? So what? I'd f+ck him too if he was a lady" Damien spoke up.

"I'm only trying to tell her the truth" Echo replied.

"Truth? From you? I'd rather listen to a passing dog" Damien said savagely.

Echo threw a pillow at him.

"We're not here to fight, so we're gonna munch these snacks and snap pictures to show Twi tomorrow and make her jealous" Rihannon said.

Echo and Damien were glaring at each other as they sat around the snack tray.

It's past 2am when they began eating.

"Are you gonna be in the beauty contest on founder's day?" Rihannon asked Echo.

"I'm still thinking about it" Echo shrugged, crushing sweet into her mouth.

"Don't think about it, you're pretty" Rihannon said.

"Stop it, you're prettier than me" Echo replied.

"You both should just contest, end of story" Damien said, eating candies.

"We should keep some chocolates and candies for Twi" Rihannon said.

"No, Twi hates those two, but she likes stick sweets." Echo replied, keeping some for her.

"I'll make her join the contest" Damien suddenly said.

"She won't agree, she loves saying she's not beautiful" Echo said.

"Not beautiful?" Rihannon blinked.

"You're shocked too, right? She's beautiful with those eyes of hers, but she doesn't believe" Echo said.

"Leave it to me, I know what to do" Damien smiled, and the girls scoffed.

*

5AM, ATTIC*

Twilight woke to the sound of Slade's piano, and she rubbed her eyes lazily, sitting up.

She removed the mittens from her hands and swept her hair away from her face before turning to the piano direction.

A small but genuine smile formed on her face when she sighted him, playing his sad piano tunes.

His back is on her__is it weird that she has seen his backside more times than she has seen his face?

But no matter how attractive he is even from the back, nothing beats the cold aura his face emits.

She got down from the bed, walking slowly to him.

She sat beside him on the long chair, their arms rubbing, but he shifted to create space.

He continued playing without a word.

Twilight bit her inner mouth, the cold air and tension between them so f+çking thick.

There's a notebook he's playing from, so she began turning the pages for him, nodding her head to the melancholic tunes.

Her eyes caught his fingers on the piano, and their longness and his clean nails made her remember what they did to her when he was f+çking her one week ago.

She stopped turning the pages unconsciously when she remembered they had their first s+x on this very piano, and her thighs rubbed together unintentionally.

Slade finished playing and stood. She stood with him.

"Go back to your room, the day will soon break" he said.

Slowly, she took his right hand, looking up at his face.

"Don't chase me. The little truth I know about myself, you're the one who told me. Even my own papa won't tell me a thing, so even if you tell me to leave, I won't" she said.

Slade immediately took his hand from her, roughly.

"Are you dumb? I might kill you anytime. You saw what happened last night...

"Last night wasn't you... you were being controlled, I know" she interrupted.

"It can happen again, silly girl. I'm a predator, I'll kill you! You were created to die for me, don't you f+çking get it? Leave, Twilight" he said her full name for the first time, and Twilight gulped.

"Leave" he repeated, turning around.

He started walking to the cat, but she suddenly hugged him from behind, wrapping her arms on his body.

She nearly couldn't hold all of him cos of how big he is, but she made sure the little she held, she held it madly tight.

"No. I'm not leaving, killa. I won't leave" she whispered.

Slade shut his eyes, staying still.

*

WESLEY TOWER*

Lorraine is the only one in the tower again as it always is most of the time.

Lord Vann is probably in the admin office, working his @ss off.

Lorraine is standing in front of the picture frame in the living room again, staring at it attentively.

She walked away from it after a while, getting her phone.

She went to gallery and clicked on a picture. It's a picture of Slade.

His hair is long and braided in an all-back style like a girl's, and he's carrying a cat in his arms.

The picture was snapped seven years ago when he was twenty.

That was the first time she set eyes on him, the day she fell in love with him.

Tamlin went to the orphanage to see Isobel that day, and he was taking too long, so Lorraine went to get him.

FLASHBACK, ARCADE HOME~ 7 YRS AGO*

Lorraine's car drove into the orphanage, and the ball from the kids nearly hit her in the face, but she quickly ducked.

"Is this where Tamlin comes? This smelly place? Geez!" She gasped, covering her nose and almost falling on her heels as she walked.

* Whoa! she's beautiful!

* Her dark hair!

* Her pomelo scent!

When she heard the comments from the kids, she scoffed.

Of course she's beautiful, and she knows it 

She was searching the orphanage for any sign of Tamlin till she got to the orchard where she heard Isobel's voice.

She took a step back, only to see her standing in front of the most beautiful boy she has ever seen.

Boys are supposed to be handsome, but this one is too beautiful with the braided hair and his cat.

He's sitting on a log of wood, and he's staring into space as Isobel tried to start a conversation with him, but he's not replying at all.

Lorraine's heart was beating wildly for him as she secretly snapped him with her phone.

"Mother?" Tamlin appeared, but when he saw Isobel with Slade, he quickly ran there and pulled her.

"Next time you come close to me, I'll kill you" Slade said blankly, directing the words at Isobel.

"F(ck you!" Tamlin replied hatefully and pulled Isobel out of the garden.

Lorraine followed them behind, and Isobel's diary fell as she got pulled by Tamlin.

Lorraine picked the diary up, and what Isobel wrote inside was unexpected.

BACK TO THE PRESENT*

Lorraine went back to the bedroom and got the diary from her locked drawer.

She sat in bed as she began reading the quotes Isobel wrote inside.

"DEAR DIARY, I DUNNO HOW TO TELL TAMLIN THAT I'VE FALLEN FOR SLADE"

"HONESTLY, I DON'T WANNA BREAK TAMLIN'S HEART, BUT AT THE SAME TIME, SLADE IS IRRESISTIBLE"

"I WANT HIM SO BAD"

"HE DOESN'T EVEN WANT TO TALK TO ME"

"I WISH HE'D LET ME TOUCH HIS HAIR OR DO HIS NEXT BRAID"

"I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!"

Lorraine laughed as she read the quotes, but the laughter didn't last as she stood from the bed, walking around the room.

She remembered how this diary awoke a beast in her that year, and she did justice to Isobel by herself.

She had gone to the orphanage at midnight next day, using Tamlin's phone to text Isobel to come to the well side.

She pushed Isobel into the well that night.

Tamlin and everyone else believes Slade pushed her.

Another set of people believes it's the midnight killer, but...

Lorraine did it.

"She shouldn't have craved for Slade. She shouldn't have deceived Tamlin." Lorraine said, laughing out loud.

TBC.

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