Twisted

Chapter Three

Raven:

The night went by and she had slept perfectly thinking about her kill the next day. She had set a date with Hunter and that meant she would get some alone time to torture and kill him. Her own kill she reveled in the feeling she would get from killing him.

The rays of the morning sun blasted through her curtains and she was on her feet and downstairs before she knew it. Everyone was likely still asleep so this was the perfect time to see if mother had killed Ray. She opened the door to the basement and crept down quietly peeking around the corner to find him still bound much bloodier with no pants or underwear. She walked over to him and nudged him; he weakly stirred to face her making her eyes widen in disbelief. His face was matted with blood and scars, his lips were cut and there were long knife marks across his chest and across his cock. Now that looked painful. His eyes cracked open and fear shown through them, he tried to back away but she easily dragged him back into place.

"I'm not going to kill you if that's what your thinking" she said unemotionally answering his thoughts. He still didn't believe her so she quickly crossed over to a tiny refrigerator hidden in the back then returned with a bottle of water. She offered him some with watchful suspicious eyes he tensed watching her put the bottle to his lips then greedily taking tiny sips.

"What do you want with me?" he questioned hoarsely.

"Nothing!" she snapped angrily then tried to calm herself "There are two things I'm going to need you to do" she said getting up for a quick minute but returning with his cracked cellphone in hand. He watched her put back in SIM card then turn it on. His eyes widen happily; he figured she was going to let him make a call. He could call for help.

"First dial Hunter and tell him you and Mark are never coming home" she searched through his phone and dialed the number then put the phone to his ear. She yanked at his hair roughly whispering

"You scream or call out for help and I'll cut your dick off and make you eat it".

He gulped his voice was shakily as he talked into the phone.

"Hunter its Ray.....I need you.... to tell mom and dad that...Mark" his voice cracked and she yanked harder.

"Mark....and I aren't coming home" she watched tears flow down his sunken cheeks disgusting her, only weak people cried in front of her and he was the definition of weak.

"Hunter just tell them to suck it up I wont be coming home and Mark damn sure won't be there so just tell them that!" She snatched the phone, dropped it to the floor then crushed in under neath her foot a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

"Good boy the second thing I want you to do is tell me about your brother Hunter". He glared up at her with hatred flaring through his eyes.

"You won't fucking touch him! You hear me! Leave him alone you psychotic bitch!" he spat in her face. She snarled taking the bottle and smashing it against his head more than once. She beat him upside the head with the bottle then slammed it down on his head. He was groaning painfully, the cut on his lip reopened, his face was bruised from the hard bottle and she hand managed to cut his eye. Her hand was still tangled in his hair yanking harder wanting to tear the strands from his scalp.

"I can do whatever I fucking want. Say for instance if I wanted to kill and eat your little brother I will. I'm going to kill him tonight and you are going to eat him...just like you ate Mark" she added for fun. With a wicked laugh she sauntered back up the stairs to prepare for her date.

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As the sun descended and night took over she readied herself for the kill. Since Hunter didn't seem interested I her body she went with causal with black shorts and a cropped black shirt with the words angel across. She let her hair hang loose and lightly glossed her lips. Grabbing her purse she double checked once more to make sure she had the things she needed. Duct tape, handcuffs, knife, and some sex toys cause before she killed him she planned to have a little sexual fun with his body. Giggling she walked down the stairs grabbing the keys to the car before being stopped by Jax who was sweaty and covered in dried blood.