The Ultimatum

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"You can feel it, but you're ignoring , it creeps upon you, without a warning. You think you're thriving, but you're decaying. You're gonna lose it all...theres no escaping." -Release the panic, Red.

We laid together and we didn't sleep.

"Its funny." I said thinking.

"What's funny?" Cynthia asked drowsily.

"That jay and may appeared as well as calebs new personality. I'm telling you theres something wrong with him." I theorized.

"I think I sense it too. His kiss is different. And he kept avoiding what happened with his parents after the kidnapping." She said honestly.

"He started wearing his hair differently. And started making moves on you, whenever jay started making moves on me." I said and I felt her still in my arms.

"Its not possible." She gasped.

"What?!" I asked, curious about her dramatic reaction.

"Caleb has been separated from his parents since he was little. So isn't it possible that his parents had another child? And when they learned that caleb wasn't doing his duty, that they sent the new and improved brainwashed brother in his place to tear my life apart, even angrier than before because I had influenced their carefully programmed son?" She started, and then had to stop because her breathing got heavy again.

Her nightmare wasn't over as she believed it was. Not only did she have to burden her past, but with a constant fear of unknown people coming into her life and manipulating her. I squeezed her up against my chest.

"Cynthia, I will save you." I promised myself aloud.

She was sobbing gently, still light from the re opened wounds and the effects of the whiskey. As she sobbed into my shoulder I heard her mantra;

"I wont cut again. I wont cut again. I don't need to, I don't need to. No more cutting." She choked out hardly audible with her crying, over and over again.

I stroked her hair and eventually she fell asleep. I untangled myself from her. I looked back at her when I reached the bedroom door. "I love you Cynthia." I said softly.

I shut the door and went to her phone texting caleb.

'Hey caleb, I'm feeling better. Wanna come over ;)?' send.

He replied shortly, 'Is erik there?'

'yeah he just passed out, so I'm free to go lol'

'be there in 10'

I got out some supplies from my closet. Ten minutes later, he showed. I opened the door and straight decked him in the face. I got his hands and tied them up. Then put tape over his mouth. I walk/dragged him to my truck. After I shut the doors I ripped the tape off of his mouth.

"Dude what the fuck!?" He yelled.

"Cut the shit, you aren't caleb. Tell me where he is and who you are as well as why the hell you're here!" I demanded.

He started laughing. "Youre not as dumb as you look. Though I sort of expected the temper, after all you have to be psycho to kill your baby brother." The not caleb said.

I smiled at him. "Oh, so you know? Well that makes this easier. If I didn't have a problem slaughtering my own flesh and blood, what makes you think it would be a problem for me to massacre all of yours? You cant spell slaughter without laughter." I said and started laughing hysterically. I gagged him and stuck the tape back over his mouth.

I took out my own phone and called jay. "Hey jay, I'm sorry about the other day. Can you come over so we can talk? I miss you."

"Yeah, she's hanging out with caleb in the apartment. Would you mind just talking in my truck?"

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