(EDIT LATER)
Knifes were casted around; penetrating the walls. Blood shattered onto the furnitures, covering its beauty with the owners' blood. The scent in the room had changed. It now reeks of blood rather than old books that lived for many decades.
Smiles yawned, brushing one fly off his face and stepped on it with his bare foot. He glanced at Ben, who was in a deep sleep. He seemed peaceful, Smiles thought. From the uproar, Liu pinned Jeff forcefully against the wall. Their colorful eyes locked with each other as memories consumed them. Jeff smirked as he tried to break free, but couldn't.
"Oh, you've grown strong, Liu." Laughter escaped him as fresh blood trailed down the tip of his mouth. He'd missed having fun with his brother, he'd missed the old time. He knew that it was impossible to call back old times, because he'd pulled the last string on his brother. He'd blamed it on the red irises' boy, but couldn't hold much grudge.
Jeff gave in. He stopped moving, letting his brother's hands gripped his wrists tighter. He imagined a mark there, red as blood. When Liu noticed his movements were still, he loosened his grip and backed away; knifes pointing calmly forward at his brother's head.
"Don't mess with Ben." He warned, bending down and roughly cut off the chain that was connecting Smiles and Ben. The beast turned into a dog, blood dripping down the side of its mouth and landed on the floor. He turned around and ran out of the living room into the kitchen. He feared for him, and himself. If Jeff were to die, so will the dog. If his master were to be injured, the dog would feel his pain and bleed for him. But if the dog were to be injured, or killed, nothing happens to the owner.
Liu lightly threw Ben over one of his shoulder, his head hung from Liu's back. He grabbed onto Ben's legs to get a better grip,
"Goodbye, Jeff." Saying his farewell, Liu walked toward the door, looking at his brother from the corner of his eyes. What he saw was no longer a psyopath. No, rather he saw his brother broken, tears streaming down his eyes silently and came in contact with the floor, causing the color of the rug to darkened. This didn't stopped Liu from pausing and caring. He just opened the door and locked it from the outside, ignoring what was going on in the inside.
"You don't deserve to run around freely." Gripping onto his blood-stained knife, he gave a forceful swing and stabbed the door in the peephole. Later, he bit his index finger until he spot fresh blood, and wrote on the door,
Do Not Open
And fled with Ben by his side.
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