Tan
I sat crossed legged on the cold ground, staring at the words engraved in the stone as i ran my fingers over the rough surface, "why'd you leave us Dao? You've missed so much".
"I'm attending a college, i'm dating a guy, his name is Rune. Even though he is petty, annoying, and cocky, i think you'd like him" i admitted, forcing back the tears brimming in my eyes. I sat for a while, reminiscing until i realized it was late. I stood up, with one last look i walked away.
As i headed towards the bus, i dug my hands into my pockets for my phone but i found nothing. I must've dropped it back there, i quickly rushed back and to my surprise, someone stood at Dao's grave. An older lady, maybe in her 50's or 60's, placing lilies, on the ground. I walked up to her, curious of her identity. I picked up the phone and looked at the flowers she'd brought. "Those were her favorite" i said causing the lady to look at me in shock. "How'd you find me here?" she asked, my brows furrowed in confusion, "what? do i know you?''.
Realization filled her eyes, "did you know her? she's my sister" i asked and almost immediately she shook her head, "but you brought her flowers, her favorites, it can't be a coincidence" i pressured but she walked away, "sorry, i shouldn't have come" she said before rushing off. I didn't go after her, maybe it was just a coincidence... but why did she look so damn familiar? I headed back to the bus and returned to the dorms. I absentmindedly walked back to my room, i had no desire to speak or do anything. Today, 3 years ago, Dao had died and i couldn't bring myself to do anything remotely entertaining. Instead, i decided to do some homework that i hadn't gotten started on.
Despite my efforts, my mind was drawn to that old lady at the grave, i recognized her for some odd reason. And, i still couldn't figure out how she knew my sister, i know i don't know everything about my sister but i don't think she had a secret boyfriend or anything, so i could rule out her being some sort of mother-in-law. I raked my brain for possibilities but ended up with only more questions and a bunch of lilies in pen all over the page.
"i'm so fucking tired" Rune shouted as he waltzed into the dorm room, i ignored him, i had no energy to deal with him today. I focused on the screen in front of me instead. "I missed you, you're not even going to say hi?" he asked as he took the seat beside me, "leave me alone, i'm trying to work" i responded. I really was, it was the only thing that was keeping me from continuously thinking about Dao and that old lady. Rune really wasn't helping. Just as i thought he was done, i felt his lips on my neck. His kisses felt amazing, but i couldn't bring myself to enjoy them. "Can you not? not today" i said abruptly, instantly he stopped and moved away from me. I was shocked by my tone, my words had come out harsher than i'd expected. "Fine" he shot back before storming away from me, i immediately felt guilty. I stared after him, "Ru-" the bathroom door slammed shut. I turned back in my chair, why is he overreacting? i really wasn't feeling it today. Couldn't he have chosen a better day?
I hesitantly stood up, walked up to the door, and knocked. He opened the door and ignored my presence as he went over to his own desk.
"You're so fucking perverse!" i shouted after him, "why do you need to get mad at everything? Today was the day my sister died, so i'm sorry if i don't want to have sex with you right now" i added before punching the wall, a stinging pain erupted in my hand and i cursed everything that came to mind. "Fuck this stupid fucking wall as well" i continued and raised my fist to punch the wall again, instead Rune closed his hand over my tightly wrapped fingers and pulled me into him, surprising me. I buried my face in his shoulder and slowly my racing heart steadied, "i'm sorry" i told him. His arms around me tightened, "don't be" he replied and i chuckled dryly, "i want to punch you"
"i don't think i could stop you"
I wrapped my arms around his waist, slowly tears i didn't know had pooled in my eyes, rolled down my cheeks. I silently cried in his shoulder.
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!