Julian
"Now Hades, for that filthy little whore you would point the pistol on me? Your wife?"
"YOU AREN'T MY WIFE!" I growled at her. The slap was still echoing in my ears and I felt a bit like my monster self. My chest is raging and bubbling. It was all fine when she was playing with the knife, it was all fine because she wasn't cutting the survival nerve. She scraped my skin. It was all fine when I let her. I have no idea why but I let her scrape my skin, I let her cut it raw and dense. I let her because the irritation in my chest was subsiding because of it. It gave me an odd satisfaction when she was cutting my skin, I let her think she killed me. It gave me animalistic satisfaction and pleasure because I somehow think everyone needs to have control, she wasn't finding any in her life. The control makes one survive and she needed it even if it scarred my hand for life. But Meera had no right to slap her. The reddish blemish was enough for me to kill. For a while, I just saw red and red. I just wanted to kill, kill, and kill. Harm, harm, and harm to anyone who grazed a finger at her. Who slightly even touched her. Meera is no different from my punishments.
"I HAVE TOLD YOU MILLIONS OF TIMES. THE ONE WHO HURTS HER SHOULD BE ME. NOT YOU. NEVER YOU. NEVER ANY SINGLE BREATHING BEING. SHE IS Lorde TO HURT, LordE TO KILL, LordE TO BURN"
I felt each of the words slicing through me but it gave me determination. Her eyes widened
"SHE ISN'T YOURS" her voice raised. Her perfectly shaped lips quivered. The words churned me somehow.
"SHE IS. SHE IS LordE TO KEEP, LordE TO CAGE. NOT ANYONE OF YOURS. MEERA I DIDN'T EXPECT IT FROM YOU"
Her breaths hastened. She shouted again. Her breath hitched in between but she continued.
"Hades, I have seen your tactics these days. You are acting as if you got a new mistress. A new plaything. What is it? Huh? What is it in her? Why does she sleep in your room? In our room. Why does she get to see you every night? Why do you visit that room every night, from the night after she got here? You haven't left her side, her slight reaction, her screams, her agony, her maniac shoutings. You are affected by everything. Your body reacts differently to hers. What is it huh? Found a new bed warmer? Don't like my body enough? Are you ditching me for her? Huh," she pushed my chest.
We were in our warehouse where I executed punishments, in my weaponry room. I held her chin tight enough.
"I HAVEN'T GIVEN YOU THE RIGHT TO RAISE YOUR VOICE OR PUSH ME AROUND. MEERA THIS ISN'T VICE VERSA IN HERE. I PUSH AND YOU FALL. THIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN MY RULE, I PUNISH AND YOU TAKE, I SHOUT AND YOU LISTEN, I HAVE GIVEN YOU A RING FOR A REASON. TO BE MY FUCKING BITCH. CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND? DO I NEED TO MAKE YOU UNDERSTAND HUH? AND WHO ARE YOU TO TALK ABOUT MY NEW PLAYTHINGS. I HAVE FUCKED A FEW IN THE CLUB AND THEN FUCKED YOU RAW AGAIN IN OUR BED, THEN YOU DIDN'T QUESTION WITH WHOM I WAS. SUDDENLY WHERE ALL THESE EMOTIONS ARE COLORDING FROM HUH. YOUR BODY WRITHES UNDER ME, I HAVE GIVEN YOU THE PRIVILEGE TO BE PLEASURED BY ME, IN MY BED. NOT IN MYSELF. YOU DON'T OWN ME. BUT I OWN YOU. YOUR FILTHY LITTLE BODY. YOU THINK YOU CAN CALL ME NAMES, YOU THINK YOU CAN HURT WHAT'S MINE. I HAVE NEVER BEEN GIVEN THE RIGHT TO TOUCH MY THINGS AND THAT'S WHY YOU ARE UNHARMED MEERA. DON'T FORGET YOU ARE STILL A SOLDIER, A BED WARMER AND A WARM MOUTH TO SUCK ME OFF."
She looked at me as if I deceived her. Her heart broke into pieces and I could hear it from standing there. I pity her.
"Remember the night you gave me this ring" she whispered. I looked back at her as a thick tear fell from the corner of her eye. She was destroyed by my words, but the irritation still didn't go away.
"You gave it to me just after you came into the room, you didn't even kiss, but just gave me the ring Hades. Looking at me as if I was the one deserved partner, not a mistress, never a concubine of yours. An equal partner." she said and cried. But the scratching didn't leave my body.
I looked at her and dragged her towards the weaponry. I let her sit. And she sucked a breath when I found a scalpel and a knife. I held her palm.
"All of these for her Hades?" she was still crying but this time silently and quite miserably.
"You will punish me because of her? What is in her Hades? What is she doing to you? You never hurt me Hades"
She said and I looked at her but the burnt was still there.
I cut through her skin on the palm. She winced, I densely cut a line on her palm. She winced and then I poured a little antiseptic and with a scalpel and cotton I dabbed the antiseptic into her palm, into the raw cut. She screamed
"You can't slap her, you can't touch her. You can't touch her" she screamed in agony as I pressed the cotton hard. This was the easiest punishment for her. I rip open the neck of the people who touch what's Lorde. I feel kinda heavy, maybe because of lots of blood loss. I again cut her skin in the same place and then again applied antiseptic, she was miserably shaking in pain. Her pain was somehow satisfactory. Was I a maniac? Maybe. Her flinch still resembles inside me. She fell on the floor. I saw red and red everywhere.
"Touch her again and I will burn down this hand and feed it to stray dogs. Only I get to hurt her. Only I get to do whatever is needed. You have no right to hold her let alone touch her." I cut deeper, and she screamed deadly.
"Touch her and die." my men standing around the corners of the warehouse gasping looking at me doing this to Meera.
I got up and wiped my hands with a handkerchief. I looked back as she said falling into the ground.
"SHE WILL NEVER BE YOURS. I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU Hades. YOU HAVE KILLED MY Hades TODAY, AND I WILL KILL HERS."
"Hades HAS NEVER BELONGED TO ANYONE" I retorted and glared.
"You are at her fingertips Hades. She will make you her puppet"
I glared deep and dark. I went near her and my knife sliced her one finger. She screamed with her entire body, so loud it might tear my earbuds. Her pain was awfully beautiful.
"Stop talking otherwise your entire hand will be dislocated from your body"
"SHE TALKS BACK Hades, SHE SHOUTS, YOU DON'T TOUCH HER Hades. YOU ARE ALREADY BECOMING HERS"
I left the warehouse slamming the door.