Jonah was frustrated, he hated the fact he cares what that bitch of a sister said or thought of him. He hated the look of hatred in her eyes, not that he blamed her.
He deserved all her hostility, but he won't stop now. This was who he was and he was embracing it, no matter what everybody thought of him, he didn't care.
So, he did what he was best at. He went back into that room and tortured them, girls, badly. He wanted to make sure they understood pain, not just the one inflicted by him but the one of loneliness. The pain of being unloved, his sister never loved him just like his parents didn't.
He wanted to do things faster, sooner or later the parents would realize something was amiss if the daughters didn't make contact. He envied the kind of relationships these kids had with their folks, he then looked at his sister's body. She was painted with scars he caused, it was a beautiful work of art. Many see scars as a flaw but they forget what it represents, it shows you are strong and you are a survivor.
With that being said he proceeded to whip the girls with the salted whip, the blood was leaking from their wounds. Their hisses and tolerance of the pain made him more aggressive, his sister should know better. He loves challenges.
Victoria watched Jonah annihilate his sister and friend. It was hard to watch, he was now simply slicing their bodies without pealing the skin. You could tell and see how deep the wounds were, the screams were haunting and heartbreaking.
The sick fuck was licking his lips like he just ate his favourite food, it was disgusting. Not that this was new to Victoria. This time though Jonah was more aggressive and in a hurry, he must have realized their families would suspect foul play and he wanted to make all of them bleed before they were found.
He looked at the monitors with a significant look, it seemed like he had just come up with a perfect plan. The smile he had made his eyes sparkle, this scared Victoria more than his cold demeanour. This was not good and it spelt trouble with a fucking huge capital letter T.
He pressed a button and loud noises were heard and a scream of shock was heard, Manny was being hauled down a pipe at a fast pace. She was enjoying the artwork Jonah was doing when he suddenly stopped and looked at the monitors with interest.
The smile that came after made her shiver, she knew it was something he found entertaining and worth doing whatever he thought about.
She hit the floor with a thud and pain shot through her whole body, she bit on her tongue she tasted blood. She flinched but didn't cry out, this would have been a weakness. Jonah laughed a cackling laugh, it was creepy but this made Manny happy somehow. She was messed up.
Victoria saw the flick in Manny's eyes and she found herself shivering in fear and disgust, he was going to use her to inflict the pain. He recognized himself in her, how could she have missed something so big? She never really communicated with the other girls but Janice, and Monica because she always started fights with her.
But, this. This was worrying and dangerous, Manny had fooled everyone around her. Jonah clapped his hands with joy, rubbing them together as he exclaimed saying;
"Dearest Manny, welcome to my beautiful fortress." Manny looked at him with confusion written on her face.
Did this mean he wanted her to participate?
Jonah saw the questions in her eyes, he chuckled.
"Stand up, I will need your assistance here. You look dark enough to be like me," he said staring at her, a sharp gasp was heard behind him.
Manny looked at her so-called friends with a smirk plastered on her face, she was going to enjoy this. The darkness that took over her eyes scared the two girls, they have never suspected her to be this dangerous.
"With pleasure," she said coldly and sadistically.
"I've been itching, it's been days since I had fun, it's driving me crazy." She stood up rubbing her hands together in excitement.
Jonah looked at her with a sly look, he thought in his heart 'what a fool?'. Great, I will use her need for recognition and respect, to fool her into doing my dirty deeds.
"Ma-Manny?" questioned Lisa with a pained and shaky voice.
"What?" chuckled Manny, the look on their eyes amused her.
Monica and Gwen were struck in their heart with shock, they couldn't believe what they were watching. How can Manny be like this guy, was she in cahoots with him all this time?
While Victoria was berating herself for not being observant enough, she should've seen it. Manny's brother was like her after all, he kept to himself and didn't trust easily. Joe did warn her with his eyes when they were leaving, she just didn't understand then but now she finally understood.
Manny walked to the table full of tools that she could use for her amusement and fun, she especially loved scissors. She picked a pair, then walked to the girls firstly surrounding them.
She stood behind Nataly and admired the work that was on her skin, the circles were beautifully curved and they fitted perfectly on her pale bareback. This must-have happened a long time ago, she could see some were starting to close, the skin was closing in. This, she cannot taint such beauty.
Moving to Lisa, her back was black and blue with bruises from the whipping she got. The bruises also looked like they have been painted on her back, they were made of such vertical and horizontal lines, like a Sudoku or crosswords game. She felt compelled to add some pictures, maybe squares.
No, diamonds.
This will make a beautiful addition, this made her smile while grabbing Lisa's skin and didn't hesitate. She started cutting her with the scissors.