"Neither, and I swear Clarke, if you touch me, I'll fucking kill you!" He spits, and his face is pretty bruised up.

Blade is the one behind it.

"Ricardo, let me ask you something," I begin, his eyes sticking to my movements.

"You remember what happened 14 years ago, on April 15, 2009?" I ask, and his eyes turn dark.

"Melanie Cortez," I say, and he turns pale. "Uh-hu," I say, already getting angrier by the second.

"Sweet high school nerd, precious, and a firecracker when you wouldn't do the project," I say, she was the sweetest girl in our class.

"Found in a ditch near the forest, her body barely recognizable, naked, cold, and tortured," I cite the newspaper from back then.

"No DNA. The case mysteriously went cold after all the evidence disappeared." I say, "Shut up!" He growls-I must've hit a nerve.

"I promised her dad I would find her killer, find the man who had the balls to torture an innocent pregnant teenage girl." I say, "I swear I'm going to kill you." He warns, "Like you killed her?" I say, fucking prick.

"Truth is, you were afraid that if word got out that the star football quarterback impregnated the school nerd, you would lose your scholarship and never get in to the dream school," I said. "She loved you, told you she would never abort the little one, but you hated that she wouldn't go through with the abortion, so you went after her, beat her up to a pulp, raped her once more, and asked my father to cover it up for you," I said, my words disgusting me further.

"Your pathetic, I didn't kill her," he said, still with not one bit of emotion in his eyes.

Fucking ass.

"Yes, you did; you never cared about her; you killed an innocent girl for selfish reasons; she was going to Harvard; she wanted to become a teacher; she wanted to get her father out of poverty; she was going to do it, despite others opinions; and despite the surprise pregnancy, she was going to do it," I tell him, stabbing the knife on his thigh.

"I will torture you, cut you up, and send her father the heart of the man who killed his innocent daughter and unborn grandchild." I say, twisting the knife.

His screams echoed in the room.

"And I'll give my beautiful baby momma your dick and head." I say, "No one lays a hand on my girl and gets away with it, and trust me, I hope the devil makes you suffer for Melanie's death; I hope she haunts you forever," I say, leaning in closer and stabbing his other thighs.

"You won't get the easy way out; you'll suffer until your very last very fucking breath," I promise, taking the knife out.

"Strip him," I order; Blade and Dane both undress him.

"Don't touch me!" He yells, trying to get away from his restraint.

I laugh, "I bet your scared now, fucking pig!" I spit, kneeling down.

"Say hello to my father down there, will you?" I say, grabbing the knife and grabbing his dick.

Positioning the knife right against his shaft, I slice down.

The blood immediately splashes everywhere.

He screams, tears spilling out as I throw his body on the ground.

"I hope you're hearing yourself, because those screams of fear are nothing like the ones Melanie let out when you were beating her," I say, launching the bloody knife right into his stomach. He goes still.

Pulling it out, I let him fall back down on his chair, blood spilling out.

I stabbed him harder, his eyes going wide.

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