Hello, Stockholm Syndrome: My Pity Killer Series

CHAPTER 4

Chapter 4: Trainwreck

DES'S POV

"You're free to go," a guard opened my cell, but I didn't move.

I couldn't move.

I was too ridden with guilt; it paralyzed me, completely. I killed JJ. I killed my baby brother and now I'm the very thing I hate.

I'm infected.

Monte?

"Where is Monte?" I begged, walking slowly, but too quickly for a human. I had to get used to this life; I guess. I had to at least make sure he was safe, before I tried to off myself again.

"Who?" the guy asked, looking at the other guard as he shrugged. "The guy that was with me last night? Where is he? Is he ok?" I asked and the guard grew impatient. "Look, you're one of us now, no need to worry about people. We eat them," he tried to explain, "and they're letting you go. Hurry before she changes her mind."

The woman that was controlling everything last night.

"Who was she?" "She is Aya," the other one spoke up, "she's in control of everything. Don't piss her off, please. Especially if you want to live, come on. I have a fresh human sitting for you, now. You need energy especially since you're going to be on your own. There are packs open now."

"No," I shook my head, "I'm not leaving until I know he is safe." "Well that's impossible," the first guard shook his head, "he's with Aya. Most likely dead now. She doesn't like to be threatened; too bad, he smelled delicious," he chuckled and I reacted.

I grabbed his throat, surprising them both as I pinned him to the wall. "You're lying. Where is he?" I squeezed, causing him to scratch at me. "How the fuck?" the second stepped back, "how are you this strong? You haven't had anything to eat officially, I mean. Look, lady," he raised his hands, "I don't want to hurt you, please let him down."

"Jeff," the guy begged, "just kill the bitch."

He raised his gun and shot me, it stung but only infuriated me. I threw the other guy and ran to Jeff as he continued shooting me. I grabbed his gun and broke it; snarling at him. "I will kill you," I threatened as I felt my teeth scrape my bottom lip; I guess my fangs were appearing.

"Please," he begged, "I had orders. It's not my fault," he dropped to his knees.

"What is the meaning of this?" two men appeared; one of them I remembered from last night.

"Where is Monte?" I grabbed Jeff by the throat. "Oh, please don't kill him. I like him," the guy from last night sighed, "it's just so hard to find cute ones." "Oh brother," the newcomer rolled his eyes, "what did Aya tell you of bonding with the guardsmen. They're disposable. Go ahead, kill him," he flashed a smile almost as if he were encouraging me. I got a sickening feeling watching him; he seemed to enjoy the distress I was in. The drama I was causing.

"I will," I threatened, and Jeff began screaming.

Suddenly the new guy was beside me, disarming me and pinning me to the wall.

"Apparently," he started, "I have missed a lot. What is this?"

"She's a mutt," the other answered, "Aya turned her to see if she was like Angelina. I guess she is," he shrugged.

"Really," he rolled his eyes and leaned in and sniffed me, "she still smells human. Smells tasty," he licked my neck, "hmm."

"Now Malachai, I don't think that would be wise," the other chuckled. "Don't chide me, Michael," he snapped his neck back, "isn't this considered family business."