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Destrõy Me - Episode 49 & 50
(Her•Heartless•Monster)
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Lorraine died five times on the spot.
No... Ten times.
She lost balance on her slender heels, and she staggered, almost landing on the ground, but thanks to the pillar behind her which she held on to.
Her ankle twisted, and the sound of a bone dislocating could be heard as she stared at the two with unbelievable eyes.
Lord Vann's eyes was going from her to Tamlin who's currently crying in the pool of blood from his legs.
It's like someone activated 'pause' on the students, cos they're all staring speechlessly, too stunned by the turn of events especially Echo and Imogen.
And Twilight?
She's currently trying to break free, but Slade wouldn't let go.
She didn't expect it to go wild like this.
She was pushing Slade's chest with her folded elbows, but the more she pushed, the harder he kissed, deeper into her mouth as he spread her lips apart with his tongue again.
It was insane.
Out of the ordinary.
And madly rough.
She got bites on her lips already, and the gunshot sound she heard triggered her fear too, so she fought harder to break free, pinching his neck brutally.
Slade didn't care.
He bit her lip hard, and she gasped, wincing against his tongue as their breaths mixed hotly.
Elijah was speechless too just like everyone, and Ruslan is crying beside Tamlin.
"Are they going to have s+x outside too? What madness is this? Insane!" Imogen shouted, and it's like that brought everyone out of their shocks.
"Slade Luther" Elijah called.
Slade kept eating her lips aggressively, his brows thickening.
"Slade!!" Elijah called out again, touching his shoulder.
Slade's eyes flicked open, the insatiable desire, hunger and thirst inside of him went down a bit, and their lips separated immediately.
Twilight's lower lip corner is bleeding, and she has redness on her upper lip too.
As for Slade, his eyes look like an alpha wolf's, ready to tear and maim.
He almost pulled Twilight to himself again, but Elijah blocked him.
"You're lusting bloodily for her cos you drew energy from her, and you need to take a deep breath right now cos the moment you kiss her like that again, you won't let her go till she dies. Calm your monsters, brother" he said, holding Slade's shoulders.
Slade shut his eyes, trying to cool his head.
Twilight quickly stepped away from them, and when she saw Tamlin's situation on the ground, her eyes widened.
"Tamlin!"
"Tamlin!" Lord Vann rushed to him as the barrier has gone down.
Lorraine didn't make any effort to come closer. She took off her heels and limped away like a living dead.
Imogen left angrily too with her minions.
Molly took Uriel away, and Rihannon took Damien too.
"Tamlin!" Twilight started rushing to him, and Slade's eyes opened immediately.
"Do not go closer to him!" He ordered.
"You can't tell me what to do" She shot back, walking to Tamlin already.
"Stay back, Light" he ordered again, but Twilight didn't reply.
He went for her and pulled her by the arm, hurling her up before throwing her on his shoulder.
"Put me down monster! Put me down how could you shoot him like that! You condemned his legs already you devil! How could you!!" She was yelling and tearing his back with her nails as he took her away, but he doesn't give a f+ck.
Her screams could still be heard till he entered the tower.
Lord Vann and Ruslan transported Tamlin to the infirmary, and the crowd began thinning.
The news of Lacey's murder became irrelevant in a matter of seconds, and the castle fell in disarray with different stories.
Echo is part of the last to leave the park, and she was the one who picked the gun up, hiding it.
"Stupid kiss" she muttered, stumping away.
*
INFIRMARY*
"Get something to stop the bleeding of his legs before we'd transport him to the town hospital. If we take him like this then he'd bleed to death before we get to the hospital" Lord Vann said impatiently.
Tamlin is on the stretcher, crying. His knees are tied up with clothes, but the clothes are soaked with his blood already, and it's already dripping on the stretcher and the ground.
Ruslan is crying with him.
"I swear to Satan, your son will never walk again. I don't care how many competent surgeons you'd hire. So far Slade shot the gun, just go get him a wheelchair" Elijah replied, not hiding the mockery under his voice.
"I'm not asking you to perform surgery you moron! I'm asking you to do something to stop the bleeding before I'd transport him to the hospital. Dr. Kali stops bleedings with a kind of herb" Lord Vann replied.
"Are you talking about this?" Elijah said, raising a bottle of white liquid.
"Yes. That's it!" Ruslan went forward, but Elijah opened the bottle and poured all the liquid on the ground.
"What are you doing?!!!" Lord Vann gnarled in shock.
"He tried to kill my brother, so tell me why I should relieve his pains?" Elijah scoffed.
Lord Vann grabbed him by the collar immediately, shaking.
"They were right! Y'all triplets are devils!! There is no difference between the three of you" he seethed.
"Careful, the suit you're grabbing is worth billions. I can buy the whole of Glennville with it" Elijah muttered.
"I shouldn't have fallen for your meek tricks. I shouldn't have made you the new doctor" Lord Vann shook his head
"Arhhhhhg!!!!" Tamlin's screams interrupted them.
"Better get him to the hospital fast, cos if he bleeds for twenty more minutes, RIP" Elijah smiled.
Lord Vann quickly left him, pushing Tamlin's stretcher out as fast as possible.
Tamlin's cries got louder, and the tears were hot as they poured out of his eyes.
He remembered that day at Arcade Home after Isobel's death.
FLASHBACK, 7 YRS AGO*
Isobel's body has just been brought out of the well.
Her stomach is heavy with water like she's pregnant, and every other part of her body is swollen too.
The orphans are all crying, mourning her death, but Slade just sat in front of the orchard, watching them with his cat in hand as usual.
He's even eating cake like he's not affected at all.
Tamlin angrily stomped to him, took the plate of cake from him and threw it to the ground, breaking it with his boot.
"You killed her, didn't you? I know you have a crush on her but you killed her because she turned you down! I know everything!" Tamlin yelled, and the attention of other students shifted to them.
"You're the only person who never sleeps. I've caught you close to five times walking around at midnight whenever I spy on you. The orphans are complaining that you're scary but you act like the owner of this place! And now you killed my girlfriend? Who the hell are you!!" Tamlin cried.
Slade picked the fallen cake from the ground.
Sand is already attached to the body of the cake, but it doesn't matter.
He gripped Tamlin by the hair at once, shoving him to the ground and opening his mouth by force.
He shoved the sandy cake into Tamlin's mouth, and the other students ran to the scene with the orphanage directors.
No one could go closer or stop him cos for real, everyone is scared.
"You dare ruin my cake? Huh? You dare?" Slade muttered as he pushed more of the sandy cake into Tamlin's mouth.
Tamlin gagged as his eyes rolled, and water came out of his eyes.
"I killed your girlfriend? Yes, what are you gonna do?" Slade said, glaring evilly.
BACK TO THE PRESENT*
Tamlin's tears and blood was still pouring as he reminisced till Lord Vann pushed the stretcher into the school ambulance.
Vann got in with three securities, and Ruslan was about to get in too when Imogen appeared, pulling him back.
The ambulance drove out without him.
"Imogen?" Ruslan sniffled, and he wasn't ready for when Imogen slapped him.
"Imogen!" He gasped shockingly.
Imogen slapped him again on the same cheek.
"Hey!!" His eyes widened.
"Why didn't you stop Tamlin when he was going after the foolish ring" She questioned.
"Are you worried about that right now? Your brother will not be able to walk again, and that's even if he survives the shots" he replied.
"Do I look like I give a flying f+ck? If he didn't create all that saga, then Slade wouldn't have kissed that Twilight thing! Do you seriously use this same brain to write your exams? You expect me to fall in love with you? You annoy me and you're not even handsome, and to top it all, you're brainless!" She slammed.
"Wh.. what!" Ruslan stuttered.
"Yes! I said it! You're brainless... Go jump into a lagoon or something, you're wasting air by breathing" Imogen further insulted.
Ruslan couldn't take any more words, so he just walked away,.
"Why are you mad about the kiss? I thought you were over Slade and now into me?" Ren asked, coming behind her.
"I'm over him doesn't mean Twilight has the right to him. That girl doesn't deserve anything good. Grow up and understand" she replied and left.
Ren chuckled.
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ATTIC*
"Put me down! Are you seriously gonna continue being like this? Put me down already!!" Twilight's screams were still penetrating the walls as Slade opened the door, shutting it after himself.
He placed her down, and she made to go out immediately, but he removed the key, stopping that.
"Let me go I need to go check on...
"Mention that name in here, and I'll kill you" he threatened.
"You're not doing the right thing" she replied sternly.
"And who are you to admonish me?" He replied, frowning hard as his chest ridges heaved.
"You didn't deny it, did you? Just like every other murder you've been accused of. You could have told him you didn't kill Isobel and that'd have solved this, but you admitted it even when you're not the killer just because you wanted everyone to hate you. He hates you cos he thinks you did it, and I dunno where he got the ring from but the moment it stopped working, you could have made him unconscious or something, but you had to condemn his legs? That's nnecessary" she shook her head.
"Are you talking back at me like this because i didn't kill him completely? Because I didn't f+çking skin him alive?" He muttered, his eyes concentrated as strands fell on it.
"You're just...
She was cut short when he tilted his head, and her neck went limp automatically.
She lost consciousness, falling on the ground.
He took her to bed and left her there, leaving the attic to the woods .
He went to the cemetery and sat on one of the graves, bringing out his dilution bottle from his coat pocket.
He was drinking as he looked around the cemetery blankly, counting the graves.
There are 150 graves, and they all belong to students who got killed by the midnight killer. None of them died naturally.
According to the news, another one.. Lacey was killed last night. Soon, the graves will be 151.
Could Elijah be right?
The midnight killer is his real rival, and he's somewhere in this school, a serial killer who takes pleasure in death and bloodshed.
Killing 151 people is not child's play, and it's still counting cos it's not stopping yet.
Then there's the monthly kidnappers too. The f+ckers who has kidnapped a total of 63 students from this school already.
Slowly, the school is emptying, but no one is noticing cos as they die or get kidnapped, another batch of new students who're escaping their homes come into the school.
Maybe the midnight killer is related to the monthly kidnappers.
Somehow, they sound connected, and it's starting to look real.
He only has to get one of them, and he'd get the other.
Slade drank from his bottle again, resting back on the grave wall with a groan.
*
LORRAINE'S OFFICE*
Every single appliance in the office has been crashed on the ground right now.
The heater, purifier, telephone, flower vase.
They're all shattered in the middle of the office, and Lorraine is standing in that middle, hair scattered and breaths unaligned.
She can't get Twilight and Slade's hard kiss out of her head, and she's about to run mad here
She has never been kissed that hard or dominantly before.
Lord Vann kisses lazily like a toy, so she has never felt the thrill of being owned before.
She has always known Slade would be a good kisser, and the kiss with Twilight only just confirmed it.
She has been biting her lips repeatedly, and her lips are already bleeding like crazy.
One of her guards rushed in, bowing.
"I couldn't come back to report last night cos my partner got hurt. Molly stabbed him, we underestimated her" he said.
"Get out" Lorraine muttered.
"My lady?"
"Out!!!" She yelled, and he ran out quick.
Lorraine rested her palms on the table, sweeping her hair back.
"Is it what I'm thinking?" Lord Vann said behind her, coming in.
Lorraine left the table, facing him.
"How is Tammy doing?" She asked.
"You didn't come to the hospital with us, and now you're asking how he's... doing?" Lord Vann said.
"I warned him, but he didn't listen. He shouldn't have went after Slade" she replied.
"Lorraine, are you... In love with Slade?" Vann asked slowly.
Lorraine folded her fists, looking caught.
"Lorraine" Vann mumbled.
*
INFIRMARY*
Both Uriel and Damien are still unconscious.
Molly and Rihannon brought them, and Elijah is having the fun of his life as he attended to the two boys.
"Now this is pleasure. Things like this should happen everyday. Sick people are the real deal" he laughed as he checked their pulses
Damien's condition is milder, so he'd surely wake up faster.
"He's sick upstairs" Molly muttered, referring to Elijah.
"I have a warning for you" Rihannon faced her.
Molly blinked.
"I dunno what you're planning that made you start talking to Twi-Twi suddenly, but if you harm her in any way, I won't take it easy with you" Rihannon warned.
"Really? Whoa! Everyone is protecting her! National treasure! I'm scared!" Molly mocked.
"I'm serious" Rihannon went closer.
"Heard you're Prof Slade's brother" Molly said, ignoring her and facing Elijah.
"Flesh and blood" Elijah replied from Damien's bedside.
"And I heard you're triplets. The third one is a girl. Uriel told me her name is Aimee, and she's ruthless too" Molly said.
"You're close with Uriel, intense" Elijah nodded.
"Darn it" Damien growled from his bed, and Rihannon rushed to him.
"Are you ok?" She questioned, sitting him up.
"Luckily" he smiled.
"Why would you try to intervene? Is Prof Slade your brother or something?"Rihannon pulled his ear.
"Geez! Easy! I like him cos he's cool" Damien replied.
"Then you're automatically my best friend." Elijah said, stretching his hand for an handshake.
"He's Slade's brother" Rihannon said, and Damien gasped.
"Sure! Sure!" Damien took the hand, and Elijah smiled mischievously.
Molly scoffed.
*
LUTHER'S ISLAND*
Timothy and Grandpa Cedric are at the patio, discussing over drinks and beef.
Timothy has a laptop on his laps too, working from home and chatting his staffs.
"I'm thinking of creating my 22nd establishment soon, the building is ready" He suddenly broke the news.
"Are you out of your mind? You have 21 already. Twenty one big companies in this town and in the city, and they're not even getting managed well cos Slade refused to take over. Elijah is nowhere to be found, and Aimee hates working, now you're gonna create another one?" Grandpa Cedric said.
"I have my acting managers, and don't worry, Slade will take over soon. I see that time coming fast. I'm not doing anything bad, at least my establishments provide jobs for youths in Glennville. I'm like the god of this place" Timothy argued.
"We're already madly rich, just rest" Cedric insisted.
"No rest till death, father" Timothy smiled.
A guard came in with a bow. He's one of the guards sent to the university.
"Yes?" Grandpa Cedric said.
"Another student git murdered in the castle last night. This one happened inside the tower" he reported.
"What!" Timothy dropped his laptop.
"And also...this..." The guard handed an envelope to Timothy.
He took it, and the moment he emptied it, his eyes widened.
They're pictures of Slade and Twilight's kiss.
"What's this?" Timothy voiced, giving them to Grandpa Cedric who immediately became speechless.
Aimee entered the patio and took the pictures from them, staring for a while.
"Nothing to be worried about, it was a kiss of madness. Can't you see the blood and veins on his neck? He was drawing physical energy. Don't think of anything senseless" she said.
Timothy and Grandpa Cedric exchanged puzzled glances.
"Need to go see Greg" Aimee spoke again, leaving them.
*
UOG, 7PM*
Slade returned to the attic just now, and when he opened the door, his head was greeted with a smash.
Twilight wedged his head with his camera, and the device scattered around the room after hitting his head
She became conscious an hour ago, and she has been waiting.
"Knocking me unconscious was extreme. That's no way to treat a girl. You have no idea how to treat a female ...
"Yes I don't" he interrupted.
"Stop interrupting me!" She snapped.
"And do not snap at me!" He snapped back.
"You shouldn't have shot Tamlin's legs" she replied, and that one statement set fire to his head.
Before she knew it, he grabbed her by the neck, slamming her on the door roughly.
"I said... No talking about that guy anymore. Are you tempting me?" He muttered tightening his palm on her throat.
"Slad..e" she choked.
"You wanna preach about goodness and mercy? You wanna talk about what's right and wrong? Don't try it around me cos I'll do the opposite and make you cry, bitterly" he muttered, making sure his lips is in front of hers as he spoke heatedly.
"You're... you're cruel" she struggled to speak as his hand is still around her neck.
"Cruel? Have I been showing you too much leniency? Is that why you think I'm a normal man? Have you ever heard of a master allowing his slave in his bed? Ever heard of a master allowing his slave in his car? In his arms? In his space?" He questioned, his eyes burning.
Twilight shook against his hold, and he brought his hand to her chin to peer her mouth open, his finger entering her mouth in the process.
"Stop it. You're...you're hurting me!" She struggled.
"That's the point. You should get hurt and know what it means to be a slave since I've never treated you like one. I should have killed you that day, on your first day here, I should have shoved your br@ metal into your f+çking neck!" He seethed in impulsive rage.
"You won't be alive my now if you didn't kiss me. I know you extracted energy from me, I felt it" she writhed.
His head went to the side, and he smirked darkly.
"The energy I planted in your body in the first place? My energy?" He said, letting her go roughly.
Twilight staggered against the wall.
"The saying is true ... Never be kind to your slave" he muttered, hatred filling his eyes.
"From now on, I'll show you what cruelty entails, and you'll take it all tearfully. You'll come crying again, and I won't listen. I'll add to your pains and destroy your life before finally killing you." He muttered.
Twilight felt the heat of every word in her every fiber, and she began shivering internally.
"Leave..." He muttered.
Without waiting, she rushed out of the attic, and Slade slammed the door shut.
Twilight went back to her room and packed a small bag in her backpack, mounting it on her back.
"Where to?" Echo came in.
"Home for the weekend. I'll be back on Monday" she replied.
"Really? Then take your bath before leaving" Echo encouraged.
"No time. I'm already late, so finding a taxi will be hard if I take my bath" Twilight replied.
"But it won't take more than five minutes" Echo said, pulling her.
"Echo!" She broke free, and Echo came back to her senses.
"Oh... sorry. I... I'm just missing you already" she covered up.
"I'll see you on Monday" Twilight waved, rushing out of the room.
Echo released a sigh, sitting in bed.
"Ruslan will be mad at me if I don't give him the pictures" she muttered.
*
Twilight was lucky to find a taxi immediately she got downhill, and she's currently in the taxi, driving her way home.
It's 7:40pm, and everywhere is pitch black since there's no moon, except for the car headlights.
She plugged in her earpiece and read a book to block out other thoughts, but it didn't work.
She spaced out more than ten times as his last statement haunted her.
"I'LL DESTROY YOUR LIFE BEFORE KILLING YOU"
Each time she remembered, she swallowed, finding it harder and harder to concentrate till the taxi finally arrived at the cottage.
She met a brown car in front of the cottage, and she was giving it a look as she went closer.
She was about to push the door open when she began hearing conversation inside, and she stopped.
The voices are Aimee's, and Greg's.
"When are you gonna tell her all the truth? That she's a moonslave. You requested for her from the moon clan, and she fell from the moon when she was eight years old. You're not her father and Owen your wife is not her mother. The sole purpose of her coming to the human world is to die for my brother cos that's what moonslaves do, they die to lift curses!" Aimee said all at once.
"I'm only waiting for the right time, but does she really have to know the details? She'd die anyways, and I don't care" Greg replied.
"Will you keep acting headstrong till my brother cuts off your second arm? And you even made a fake ring for Tamlin? You're crossing the line, and it's unadvisable" Aimee said.
"Just tell him to kill that lowly thing already, time's ticking. I'm getting tired of her existence. I buy her clothes and feed her... it's exhausting" Greg replied.
Twilight opened the door at this point, her whole face filled with hot running tears already.
Her backpack fell from her back to the ground as the two people stood.
"Good. I'm glad you heard a little from your history, lowly slave" Aimee smiled poisonously at her before walking out.
"You've been feeding me, clothing me in preparation to kill me? I'm from the moon clan? You're not my papa, and mama is not my mama too? You hate me?" Twilight sobbed, feeling brutally stabbed.
"I got a arm cut because of you too" Greg replied, lifting the cover-sweater from his arm to reveal his short arm.
"More reason to hate you. Why don't you follow your master and beg him to kill you fast? That's the only thing you can do to pay me back for my kindness of raising you" he replied, rushing into Twilight's room.
Twilight was still crying hard when Greg came out with the only bag remaining in her room.
That one contains her old clothes and slippers that she doesn't wear anymore.
He threw it at her, pushing her out
She fell on her knees, bruising it up as her wrists twisted.
"Papa" she cried harder, her tears falling on the ground in droplets as she looked up at him.
"Don't call me that, or I'll freeze your blood right here. Get away already!" Greg kicked the bag to the roadside, and all the clothes poured away as the zip got destroyed.
"Beg him to kill you, and if he doesn't, then you have no right to come back to this house again. I've done enough for a slave, and Kent is not my surname. I am Greg Silver. Twilight Kent is a name generated for you by the Luther family... you're on your own, bad luck!" Greg pushed her too.
She fell on the bag in the middle of the road, crying harder.
"Papa!!" She called again, and she felt a sting in her throat immediately.
She held the throat as a thin line of blood ran down her lip corner. It's obviously Greg's doing.
"And if you dare go to Owen at the hospital again, I'll station guards outside to beat you to stupor. Stay away from my wife and me! Go serve your purpose. Die" he said, rolling eyes before going back inside the cottage.
Twilight continued sitting in the middle of the silent dark road, crying helplessly with her clothes and slippers and bag scattered around her.
TBC.
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