Contract Twins[COMPLETED!]

C11: Martin was a devil

The moment Hades made it back into his house, he walked straight into the kitchen, heading for the cupboard just above the sink with all the alcohol his friend had collected since the past weeks.

He grabbed a bottle and instantly pulled the cork right off before chugging it down, only to choke when it burned his throat, causing him to stop instantly. A deep sigh escaped his lips as he walked towards his couch, dragging his feet along with him.

He threw himself back onto the couch and leaned into it, feeling himself sink right in. 

His lazy gaze trailed around the room and towards the photos of his roommate and his girlfriend on their countless vacations around the world.

The largest photo of them both sat just above the small empty fireplace, staring mockingly at him. It was a photo of Morris and Nora deep diving with a dolphin right beside them, both grinning at the camera as they hugged the dolphin.

Hades could only hear it from them since he never tagged along despite having Morris nag at him everytime they leave. Begging him to go with them. But Hades had eyes for just one woman and where she was, he wanted to be there.

That included not leaving the country of course.

As he slowly shuts his eyes thinking deeply, he suddenly remembered what he did. At first the thought of it didn't really bother him, making it easy for him to make himself the victim. But, after thinking about it then... He knew there was a problem.

He was with Martin.

A boy two years older than he was and one of the senior boys of the school, ready to leave after graduation.

Martin used to be the joyful and cheerful guy on campus. He was known for his great personality and also slightly good looks. He wasn't much to look at but he was attractive enough to have the younger girls flocking his way with the charming personality.

He wasn't famous in his own class, since he was a rich spoiled but handsome boy he seemed to have no competition against, but he had a great connection with the younger classes. Girls that always wanted to talk to the older seniors boy who treated them so nicely. Every girl was in love with him and Hades couldn't argue why. He was a pretty fun guy to be around.

Hades didn't like him at first, he seemed too nice to be naturally born that way. Hades could see past the facade and he could tell Martin was far more than a devil, which he was. Far much worse.

And the moment Martin's eyes fell on Ariel's body, Hades knew exactly what his intensions where for the young girl.

The moment Hades noticed this dark side of Martin the more he began liking him. He slowly began to befriend him but softly making it clear he didn't want Martin to act fake in front him. Martin didn't bother hiding since he could see well through Hades' skin that Hades was just a little devil looking for trouble.

Martin gladly accepted his request and they began sticking together, a duo made in hell.

There were times Martin could grab Hades from his classroom just to map out his plan of torturing the girls that always gossip wrongly about him and those that hate the very sight of him. Martin, like the devil himself, didn't think of beating someone up, no, instead, he used punishments based on gender.

A boy had his punishment and a girl had her own kind.

Martin couldn't inflict external wounds that could make it obvious that he was bullying a student. No, Martin was trying to maintain his image, doing something that risky could have ruined his charming character. So, instead, Martin inflicted internal pains.

Words.

Hades was only told to bring just one girl from the countless girls trying to ruin Martin's image.

Just one.

After classes that one unfaithful day, Hades had fooled one girl into thinking she was going on a date with him, since Hades, in their class, was one of the most attractive guys, so there was no reason for her to reject such a great chance.

Sadly, had she known, Martin was just waiting to pass judgment and its consequence.

Martin, that day, had instructed Hades to tie the poor girl against a thing tree, making sure her wrists were tied well but not tight to cause bruising which would become evidence of torture. Hades did as told but then began to see that Martin was far much worse than the devil when he had ordered him to remove what she was wearing from the waist down.

Hades didn't want to do it.

He didn't want to.

But somehow, his curiosity got the better of him.

Was Martin's punishment rape?

If the school had found out about this, Hades would most definitely be expelled despite doing nothing.

But Martin was a virgin in fact.

Had always been.

Martin never fancied going under the skirts of any girl. No.

He had seen them enough whenever he would punish them.

Hades could only watch from a distance as Martin 'punished' the girl.

He could only stand in amusement as he could watch the pain stricken face of the girl as Martin mercilessly punished her.

Martin is right. Hades had thought at that moment. There is no way someone could accuse you of bullying.

When the evidence isn't on the body.

It wasn't rape either, embarrassment and mental trauma was all he needed.

That day alone, Hades watched a demonic master carry out a very successful and brutal plan while overall, watching a girl lose her childhood at a very young age.

Martin knew what he was doing. He knew what he had to do to make it unbearable. He didn't need to study people because it always worked.

It burned in their memories, making it easy for him to control them with fear.

Martin, was a devil.