𝑳𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕 {Discontinued}

𝑯𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 •7•

• Isaiah Nicholson •

"DONT FUCKING STAND HERE, GO AFTER THEM." I scold my guards who were standing there as I break into rage. They do as told without any further discussion. I walk into my office and slam shut the door. I sit down on my leather chair leaning back with one hand massaging my beard and the other rested on the arm rest of the chair.

"DAMNIT" I slam the table not being able to control the anger making the ground shake along with it. There's no way she can get away like that. Fucking bitch. She'll pay for the tone she uses with me. I will not let a woman treat me like that. I am in charge. I will always be in charge. I'll kill every last Kuznetsov to ever live.

The way she stood up against me. The way she fought back. I will not let her go easily. No woman, I mean no woman; disrespects me like that. Over my dead body. I will make her pay. I will make her regret having such audacity to ever think she can outrun me. To outsmart me. Just wait and see love,

I'll be the end of you.

I got up walking over to my liquor cupboard. I grab a bottle of whiskey out and sat back down.
A sip turned into a small gulp. A small gulp turned into a big gulp. That turned into downing the whole bottle and then grabbing another.

I want revenge. I need revenge. I crave revenge. I feed off others fear. I feed off those innocent faces tremble as soon as my presence is known. Some may say I'm a monster but I take pride in everything that I am. After all, we all have our reasons. Others say I'm crazy, but darling, all the fun people are crazy.

I'm your darkest regret. I'm your darkest fear. Dressed in a tuxedo and a smirk to lure you into my trap. I'm the demon you fear. I'm the voice in your head. I'm everything you fear, yet secretly crave. I'm everything you hope not to land upon. Hurt me once, expect a life full of misery my dear.

I'm no stranger to darkness. I'v created a home within it. Nor am I a stranger to light. I have lived my darkest days within it. I have found so much beauty in darkness as I have found so much horrors in light.
I have tasted hell and I have tasted heaven.
I might not have quite the taste but hell is one addicting drug that consumes, rather than me consuming it.

Before, I lived in the light. I saw it's horrors. It's beautiful lies. It's manipulative ways.
The way everything is kept from you.
The way your life is based on what you want it to be. Not what it is.

Now, I live in the dark. I'v seen its naked truth. I'v seen its beauty of having no one but yourself. Now listen, it is not so bad to be alone. Being alone may be the biggest gift life can ever give.

Soon, not now. As you age. You will realise. Lonely, is not a sad emotion. It is the happiest form of emotion. Not that I would know.
But I knew. I knew when emotions were something I still valued.

❦

"Aia! Mommy and daddy are in the garden! Let's go scare them!" The little girl pleaded and I looked up from my puzzle. I loved puzzles. The element of not knowing what it will look like until you are finished. Using your brain with no hints at all. It's also a very good skill! Father was training me to be an assassin, just like him!

"Later avy." I quickly responded and turned back to my puzzle. I noticed a frown appeared on her pale skinned face from the coroner of my eye. "Pleaseee?" She begged more and I let out a sigh. "Fine, quickly though." I spoke and she started jumping and squealing.