"I will tell mom and dad what you were doing at that place. Here look, I also have some proof with me. "
He showed me his smartphone, and I stumbled a few steps back. It was what I dreaded the most. My secret that was only supposed to be mine, now he has it.
"what the fuck you want you ass shit, you mother fucking son of a bitch, go to hell you ... bastard" he looked at me as the angel lady did. He looked exactly like her, those black eyes, filled with filth.
"sleep with me .. tonight."
It was shocking, disgusting. Chills ran down my spine, or it was just cold because the windows were open or just looking at my younger brother felt suffocating to me.
It was like I was ten feet underground. My hand just moved on its own and landed straight right onto the guy's face. The slap was enough to knock him down.
I grabbed his phone and shattered into pieces; the glass was scattered all around us.
He started to laugh, was this funny to him. I punched him again, "shut the fuck up, you son of a b..."
His face started to giggle then begin to laugh like a maniac.
"Brother ... brother .. my dear brother... I already have heard about your needs, so it does not change the fact that I will fuck your ass tonight and already have back up of that video."
Hearing him stay stuff like that gave me an urge to kill him like I killed all of them before.
"I'll kill you-"
"kill me after I've fucked you."
It became clear as stars in the night that he is a maniac.
And at last, I agreed.
That night was horrible. It felt humiliating, and I wanted to kill him, but I could not do it.
I thought nothing could get worse than this, but suddenly the door swung open. It was our parents, and they had horrible looks on their faces.
What could have I expected as their son was fucking each other, and it was disgusting.
THUMP THUMP THUMP
father came toward us and slapped me so hard that my tooth fell off and hit me again with a stick until my legs bled out, while I tried to explain the situation to them, but that son of a bitch started to cry and told then that I jumped on him and he forced him to that kind of stuff with him.
No one was on my side.
And no one was ever.
They beat me, half-dead, and threw me in the street.
I didn't have any money, so how the fuck I would survive now, what will I eat, and what will be ever mine, a family, or a joke. Ha, now it seems funny.
A Family, ha ha ha, how lovely it would be to have a one.
That way, I could kill them with my hand.
I started stalking that son of a bitch , and on one day, he was walking with his girlfriend. They were on a date. Who could even imagine that a guy like him could be that bad and rotten from the inside?
The second he was alone, I drugged him and kidnapped him. I have already looked for an excellent and desolate warehouse, and the great point was that around here, there were no to none settlement.
We both were alone. I found the right place so that my dear little brother can cry, scream to his heart's contents.
I jerked his face up and sliced his face with a cutter. He cried, shouted to "help .. help... me why are you doing this to me .."
I begin to laugh like a maniac. This guy is asking me what he has done ?. he made my life into a living hell.
All the abuse from his family and everything his brother had done, the thing that was leaking broke utterly.
My anger, pain, and agony came out as I started slashing my brother's face and body. It turned into a bloody mess soon. The guy was leaking blood everywhere. I gauged his eye out, cut his finger, ripped his nail apart, slit his tongue.
Ripped his dick apart and ripped his innards out, his bloody guts were lying everywhere around.
And at that moment, he again felt like something snapped inside of him. It was clear as a sky he crossed that boundary and was full of bloodthirst; his mind was turning into the mind of a criminal.
But the reality suddenly settled in front of him. It was horrible. He had just killed his brother. What will he do now?
He ran before anyone can find something about him; he ran far far away.
The next day on the news his brother was super famous but the murder case slowly died down.
I changed my name, my ways, slept with some people and got a new job and a new identity.
just thinking about the past made him feel horrible.
ENOUGH WITH THE THOUGHTS OF PAST.
I looked at my girlfriend, kissed her neck then on her leg, and then had sex. It was hot, steamy sex straight out of fantasy. Sex made me forget all the pain and suffering again and after having some eggs and a toast. He left his girlfriend.
It was dawn, the sun warmth wasn't still out, so he rubbed his hands and then started to move again.
I turned toward the next alleyway and was suddenly ambushed and then stabbed by someone. I was bleeding out, my skin was turning cold, and my lips were getting dried with the passing second. I could feel my life drifting apart.
But who was the one who stabbed me? I looked at the person, it was a girl that was crying, "it's all your fault, why did you cheat on me. "
Who was this girl? Oh, she was the girl no. 7 hmmm, what was her name again? Oh, I can't seem to remember her . my eyes are shutting down.
God, you are such a bitch when everything was going perfectly, and you have to kill me off, hmm.
God, you son of a b...
And my eyes closed, but I heard a voice, a pleasant voice of a girl, an angel perhaps, but the agent was too robotic to be of an angel.
(CONDITION TO OPEN THE EMOTION SYSTEM HAS BEEN unlocked. )
(WOULD YOU LIKE TO BECOME THE HOST? )
What the actual fuck , emotion system.
(FIRST REWARD FOR THE UNLOCKER WILL BE A NEW LIFE IF HE BECOMES A HOST).
(WOULD YOU LIKE TO BECOME A HOST?)
Life is slipping through my hands. What should I do? I want to live happily for once.
And this time I will so,
YES.