Saccharide Heinz
Paris, France: S. Heinz Condominium
2:58 P.M.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I remembered the first time I laid my eyes on this body. The black turtle neck sweater compliments my grey locks, the fleeced coat became a frame for my well-built torso. My indigo denim pants hugged my long legs; just enough to showcase their structure.
"Raine!" I called out to the bathroom.
I heard her shout from the inside before the sound of the shower cubicle came, "I- I don't know if I want to wear this"
"Come on..." I knocked before sitting on my bed to check on my phone.
"Your wounds are still fresh, can we reschedule?" she reminded me.
"Don't count my wounds as a reason not to wear the outfit you want. Just wear it! I'm fine!" I said back to her which made her grunt a little in defeat.
Chuckling to her cute squeaks while she prepares for our date excites me more, I kept my hands fixated on the cold knob of the door but I restrained myself from opening it. She probably didn't know how to start the soundproof system so I could hear every echo and step she makes. We were supposed to have this date days ago but my Father really got out of his shell and decided to ruin it.
Saccharide was different now. The first time I saw him, his eyes never soften. His soul contains pure hatred and lust to hurt people, especially Raine but when my soul combines with him my desire to find love added to his negative mixture.
It was all going to change if it weren't for this bullshit disorder of mine.
Dione's cackled before teasing me after I informed him about my condition, "Ohhh... So there's a second Saccharide?"
Massaging the bridge of my nose, I shook my head and said to him, "Once you get here, zip that flapping mouth of yours, okay?"
With the threat of my house being burned to ashes, I called Blood Shed to keep a keen eye for me while Raine and I enjoy our date. "From a professional killer, I will be a condominium sitter ugh!" Dione complained as I heard the barking of the dogs on the other side of the line, "And now I'm not allowed to talk my feelings out..."
Looking at the door of my bathroom, I sighed at the volume of Dione's voice booming through my eardrums. I stood from my bed to exit my room to the balcony.
"Just shut up, will you?" I growled before gently sliding the glass door close, "I don't want to stress Raine especially, this day is important to her"
He chuckled and teased me once more, "Maybe I will, and maybe I won't. Depends on my mood, really"
I grinned and came back with an attack even though my knowledge about this boy would not be enough to piss him off, "I don't know what your parents did during labor but what part of your mother's body did you come out from?"
"It's the meow meow part!" answered him, indicating that he came out from his mother's genital.
Knowing that I have no chance of smacking his broken head, I just shook my head and strive for the railing on my balcony to watch the people passing by. And there he was, the white-haired blockhead with a child hand in hand with him.
Blinking a few times, I couldn't believe what I saw. For a second, I thought I just saw another person with the same hair color as him. I just combed my hair backward and held it when the wind decided to comb through.
Softly, I revealed to him, "I think this news will lighten up your audacity"
"Spill!" exclaimed Dione.
Before answering, I leaned my back against the railing and told him right away, "We don't have to be part of the gang, anymore. I already broke my connection with my dad and Phoenix"
There was silence before asked me, "So you two broke up?"
"Ye-"
I would've answered him and ended the conversation immediately if it wasn't because of this clown laughing his ass out on the other side of the line. My eye twitched before my voice thundered and made him stop, "Stop laughing!"
He chuckled some more before coming to a halt, "Well, I'm not surprised because there is no relationship between the both of you, to begin with," he made a point.
I uttered with a serious note, "With the death of Walter (Target), there's no point in continuing the business. We had our separate ways since then."
"Yeah..." Dione agreed, "A decapitated head plus a man who can't walk are not of use."
My lips cracked a grin when he finally dropped the bomb and gave me a hint that he already captured their bait. "Is there any progress in finding out the imposter?" I asked my hands can't hold their excitement as they gripped like a vice on my scalp and my phone.
Dione snickered, "Maybe there was, maybe there wasn't..."
And here we go again, "I'll tell you when I'm in the mood"
I closed my eyes in annoyance and whisper- shouted on my phone, releasing my hair from the death grasp of my fingers, "Just tell me, Dione!"
"Tell that to Aquilla!" He shouted back at me with a small giggle before he stopped for a moment to whisper a small, 'oh no...'
"Dione..." I inhaled deeply before asking, "Did you feed him?"
Losing my patience, I finally walked back inside my room and sit on the bed, still hearing Raine's little grunts from the bathroom.
"Oh shoot! I forgot" he blurted as I kept ignoring his rants about himself, "I just reminded myself to feed the dog last night!"
Proudly, he suggested through the phone, "Welp... That gay can eat Walter's rotten flesh there"
This is the thing that I am most worried about. Having a pet isn't actually a hobby for Dione, I specifically said to this blockhead that it is necessary to feed and keep Aquilla alive for as long as we need him as bait.
"Good thing, I don't have to give him sunshine unlike those birds," he added.
One time that Walter gave him love birds to take care and he literally let them under the sun for too long that both of the love birds' blood boiled. Needless to say, they died and he just chuckled about it.
"And If he still doesn't want to speak. Tell him about his beloved bird," I said with a smirk, "I'll make sure his Phoenix will not rise from his own ashes once I'm done with him"
Dione's chuckle rang in my ear just before the door of the bathroom squeaked open, revealing Raine's head poking out from the opening. She was blushing and was biting her lower lip in embarrassment.
"Saccharide..." she muttered my name while avoiding my pending gaze. My smile couldn't stop itself from showcasing as I was just seconds away from seeing Raine out of those thick oversized shirts of hers.
"I got to go. Just hurry up and get your ass here," I told Dione and pressed the end call before tossing my phone behind me.
I asked and stood up to approach her, "Are you ready, Gorgeous?"
She asked and blinked a few times before finally looking me in the orbs, "Who was that?"
'Damn! That auburn eyes hit my soul like hell...'
Looking back at my phone, I just shrugged, "Oh just Dione..."
She blinked again, hiding and sinking her body inside the bathroom further, "Dione?"
I explained and chuckled when I saw her squeamishly formed expression the moment I mentioned Blood Shed's name, "Oh right! Since the gang is no more, we call each other by our real name..."
Raine gets jealous pretty often over trivial matters but she has no problems when her girl best friend kissed me twice. She pouted and sank deeper inside the bathroom, "Dione is?"
"Blood Shed..." I said to her and her eyes widened in pure shock, her red face became even brighter. Hearing and getting to know their names for the first time is such an honoring moment, I get reminded of that every once in a while.
"Enough about him. Let me see you," I smiled and held her hand to pull her outside of the bathroom.
"I'm sorry I didn't wear this..."
I was completely left speechless. After many minutes of getting ready, here she was standing in her normal clothes. She was hugging tightly in her arms the neatly folded clothes I bought for her. She was fidgeting her fingers on the fabric, pulling it, and rubbing it between her thumb and index finger.
"Why? Don't you like it?" I asked and lifted her chin to face me.
She widened her eyes and shook her head vigorously, "No I mean... I love it but isn't it too revealing for your comfort?" she asked which made me raise one eyebrow.
I sighed and made her sit on my lap after I flopped my behind down the soft surface of my bed. Placing the new outfit I bought for her on the side, I unfolded them and showed them to her.
'It's like having a kid after a bath,' I thought, 'And I'm loving it'
"Hands up..." I commanded softly and nudged her arms covering her body."
"Saccharide," she whispered and pleaded me with her eyes.
I beamed a reassuring smile before giving her a peck on the cheek, "Trust me please..."
She turned away from me and slowly put her hands up. Giving no spare time, I pulled the flimsy sweater around her upwards. Her high pitched gasp caught me off guard as she quickly wrapped her arms around her, merely blocking the sight of her scars and breasts.
"Hands up, gorgeous..." I whispered again, this time I have the stylish black bralette in my hands.
Before she could put her arms up, she snatched the piece of clothing in my hands and put it over herself on her own. Still rejecting to meet my eyes, I smiled and patted her head, "Good girl..."
We continued to do that until the only thing that wasn't on her was the brown furry boots. After I put the boots on her, I pulled her up before spinning her lightly. "Look," I made her scan the glorious image in the mirror.
"Gorgeous, if we're going on a date, I want everyone to see how goddamn beautiful you are" I kissed her exposed neck and smiled, "I don't care what you wear. You've always said that you want to wear these kinds of outfits"
She was wearing a black bralette with little white pearls engraved at the bottom of the hem part. Blue denim jacket with fish net back covered shoulders while presenting her exposed back. The plain white high-waist shorts with black ruffled ends perfectly contrasted the white silky tone of her legs.
"My scars," she muttered and began to bring the buttons together, closing them from bottom to top.
I held her hand and started to unbutton her jacket. After that, I turned her around to face me and said to her, "They're beautiful..."
Her eyes twinkled for a bit but became dull after a few seconds. She faced her back on me and walked a few feet away, "Aren't you worried that other boys would-"
I responded, "All they have to do is drool because they will never have you."
"It's my job to cut their tongues off if they catcall you," Chuckling to that though, I spread my arms to invite her for a hug.
Finally, her face lit up, and ran back to my arms before looking up and beckoned me to kiss her.
I did.
We did.
And for a while, I felt her hands snaking up my shirt. Opening my eyes, I witnessed her heavy lustful eyes as they wandered so deep in my wide hysterical ones. I let go of her lips and started to travel down her throat. She moaned when I inserted my tongue between the opening of her bralette.
"Saccharide..." she exhaled under her breath and locked her on my locks.
Feeling the lust building up inside me, I whispered at her when I felt her pushing me away, "Not now..."
Exploring her chest, she tried to run away but I forcefully pushed her on the bed. The bed squeaked as I kneeled on it, making creases at the perfectly laid sheets. Raine cried as I loomed over her. Her tears sparkled and she wiped them off with the back of her hand.
Leaning my ear on her beating chest, I asked, "Why do you always cry?"
'And why are you so beautiful when you do?' I added in my mind. I hope she knows how her red cheeks and squinted eyes act like drugs whenever she cries.
Drugs.
Sure, the pain of seeing her weeping pangs like a wall-banging you on the head.
"Because you said, it was your favorite scene" Raine replied.
But the pleasure never goes away.
"Never again, alright..." I pleaded and kissed the part of her scarred skin that was exposed, "My favorite scene now is your smile."
"Is that really what you want?"
I heard her say unusually so I lifted my head from her abdomen to look at her. She was now smiling with her eyes closed.
I asked, "What?"
"What?" she asked back while fondling my hair.
With a disturbing feeling starting to build up inside me, I sat up and looked at her expression with a frown, "Didn't you just ask something?" I asked her again.
Her expression changed into a queasy one as she answered, "I didn't."
...
My mind was clouded with the thought of that voice that I didn't hear the ringing of the home security of my automatic doors. Raine looked at my pale face before hugging me tightly.
"Stay here. I'll answer the door," she told me after kissing me on the forehead.
What's happening?
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"There will be cases where your brain makes up voices to control your thoughts. The other personality may come out, there is a pretty big chance that he'll try to come out every time he has a chance..."
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My head hurts.
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"One whole person will be inside your head. Sometimes you can lose control over your body and the other personality will snap to live your life..."
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The bathroom.
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"You need to take these medicines. It helps reduce the pain in your head that might trigger the other personality"
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My medicine.