Touch In The Dark (MxM) ✓ *editing on hold.

Another Point Of View

Wayne

"All you have to do is kill the wife, understood? Then you can have what you want" the man said as he handed me a handgun, i snatched it from him, the cool metal sending goosebumps across my body. It was a familiar feeling, the power of having the gun in your hands, a feeling of security and confidence that would awaken inside of me.

I released the magazine, one bullet sat in it. One bullet, one shot, one dead person. I didn't need guns, i pulled out my knife, my finger travelling along the sharp point. Nothing was like a knife, the sharp silver could penetrate the body and leave in a person an agonizing pain. "I don't need the gun" i said as i shoved it back into his hands, "keep it" he orders and i do.

He hands me a picture and a note with an address, all i had to do was go over there and kill who i had to. Just as i'd done many times before.

I crept into the dark house, i kept my steps light and fast as i navigated through the structure. "Okay honey, see you later then" i quickly hid behind the wall. I felt the adrenaline kick in, the rush filled my body, giving me a dopamine high. Nothing could beat the excitement. I peaked behind the wall, the women stood with her back towards me. I ran forward and slid the knife into her, she screams and i smile. Her body writhed against me, fighting but failing and i couldn't help but feel accomplished. She was at my mercy. She fell forward as i pulled the silver out of her, her fallen figure revealing a small boy.

I crouched and wiped my weapon on her fallen corpse, the boy rushed forth, crying for his mother and i wanted nothing more but to laugh. "You're mom is dead boy" i told him as i grabbed him, he fought against me and i felt the urge to kill him. He bit my hand and ran away, i strike the knife at his frail body, he immediately fell. I had to finish the job.

Before i knew it, the boy leaped onto me, his teeth latching onto my ear. I screamed as his teeth tore into my skin, i pulled at him but it only hurt even more. My mind was hazy and i felt myself near the brink of losing consciousness.

The boy jumped off of me, taking a part of me with him. "You're..." i was fuming and explosions of pain danced on my ear. "You hurt my mom" he cried and i grabbed the boy by his throat, "now i'm going to kill you too" he clawed at me and i squeezed harder. Die. Die.Die.DIE.

"Rune!" a voice called, i immediately let the boy go.

"Shit" i swore and the boy grabbed at my arm, i shoved him away and ran off the property.

I was breathless as i slammed the car door shut, i opened the drop down mirror and looked at the nasty wound on my ear, it hurt like a bitch. I grabbed the gauze and alcohol from the glove box, hissing as the alcohol bit at my ear.

I woke up sweating, the nightmare was as fresh as the day it happened. 11 years and i couldn't forget them nor the others i'd killed, i don't think i ever could. Maybe it was the guilt, but i stopped feeling anything a long time ago.

I sat up in my bed, looking at the newest addition to my bed, more like her bed. She turned in her sleep, her eyes fluttering open, the movement causing her breasts to come uncovered. She got up, pulling me back down as she got on top of me. Her naked body a sight for sore eyes. I was already hard as she rubbed her folds against my cock. I moaned as she leaned down to kiss me, my hands traveled her soft skin and cupped her breasts. I grabbed the condom and slid it on, i shoved her to the side, parted her legs and slammed into her. She screamed and i relished in it.

"I need to get to my class, first year uni is really a pain" she says as she puts on her clothes, "there's food in the fridge and i made some coffee". I nod as i play with the silver band on my finger, i tugged at the wedding ring. A memory of the promises i'd made to my wife years ago but never fulfilled. After a while, i get up and shower.

I got onto my run down motorcycle and drove to the bar, already forgetting the girl from this morning. I walked inside, the place already full of drunk bodies. I shoved through and ordered a beer. I scanned the room as i always did, i felt relaxed. I'd like to think that it was because of the fact that most of us in this room, if not all, are members of the Viper gang.

The bartender slid the bottle across the counter, immediately i tipped the bottle into my mouth. The liquid sends a familiar burn down my throat. "Hey Wayne"i look up, "Phun" 

"you're quite popular these days"

"how?"

"Some guy attacked Jim, the bartender, he wanted to know where you were and then later, a guy shows up and is demanding to see you. Boss, whipped him into shape but he'd gotten away...apparently a friend helped him out"

"i see", i drink the rest of the bottle."Wayne, boss wants to see you" a voice calls from the crowd, without looking at him, i headed to the back of the bar. Passing through the guards and the labyrinth of a hallway, i entered through the doors i'd walked into thousands of times before, yet the feeling of tightness in the pit of my stomach always came. I walked inside, head held high. The boss sat at his office desk, two guards at his disposal. Every time i looked at him, i felt like i was looking at him for the first time. His body was round, his cheeks were chubby and when he spoke, his yellow-brown teeth would peak through. Chains hung over his hideous purple suit that made him look like a glamoured eggplant. "We have a new target" he spat, his words coming out as if he were speaking with a mouth full of water. One of them men slid a folder across the table and i instantly grabbed it, pulling out the photo. A teenage boy stared back at me, his unforgettable dark eyes caught my attention. Full of anger and emptiness...they were eyes i'd never forget.

"Rune Khemanich" he told me, i nodded slowly as i stared at the photo. Mindlessly, my fingers brushed the tip of my ear, feeling its ragged shape. "Who ordered it?" i asked

"That's none of your concern, you know what you have to do" the boss answered. I walked out of the room with my heart in my throat, i went home and pulled out all the information they'd provided in the file. His address, who he was...i just had to finish the job i never completed all those years ago.

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Hope you guys liked this chapter and the pov change!