Heartsick Desires

Temporary

  !TW torture, gore!

When I tried to show how unenthusiastic I was about Chris I don't think I did a good job.

My friends and I have known this man for a couple of years, but have only kept tabs on him for a little under six months due to him fucking stealing from Theo's sister. I know how stupid, it's always a losing battle messing with us. For once we decided to give this man a bit of mercy as a result of him not having any prior offenses with us.

All he had to do was give us double the money he had stolen from Theo's sister, but he couldn't even do that right. It was due three weeks ago and now is long overdue, so we threatened him with sending our men. To say we got the news that he's coming to pay up as quickly as he did wasn't a surprise, everyone who knows us knows we don't fuck around, and giving him mercy was a rare sight.

"Yeah, yeah, right over here" my black-haired friend's voice echos through the large house

I walk into the office area and see Chris sitting down on one of our couches while Silas is looking through this sad excuse for a duffel bag, Silas pulls out a poorly organized wad of cash and he cringes at the scene. "You know, when we meant for you to pay up we didn't mean for you to hand us this cash like a damn middle schooler at a gas station" he gives Chris a pointed look, his tone teasing, but he was being quite serious.

Chris's face quite literally went pale as he shrinks back into the cushion of the couch, "I-I'm sorry Mr. Devlin it's all I could come up with" He stutters.

This man is pissing me off, I decide I've been too nice and I needed to let off some steam anyway from the situation from earlier. "This is disgusting Silas is right, are you a middle schooler, Mr. Walden?" I say as I walk towards my gun wall in our office and skim my hands over the selection.
Arrays of weapons decorate my wall, easy access I always say.

Chris pulls at his collar "No, sir. I am truly sorry" I swiftly grab one of my pistols and check the magazine and once I see bullets I switch off the safety and stalk towards Chris like a predator stalking prey.

I place the gun on the table in front of the couch where Chris resides and smirk at his obvious fear, "I say we play a little game... Do you like games Chris? Actually don't answer that I know you do cause you're nearly sixty-eight thousand dollars in debt as of right now due to gambling. It's surprising how you even managed to get seventeen thousand dollars" I walk over to my desk and open the drawer to reveal one of my cruel games, dice.

Fuck yes.

"Now here's how this game is going to play out, I'm going to roll a dice and whichever number it lands on is how many times I get to pull this trigger, I usually like to play this game in the basement, you know to avoid any..." I look him directly in the eye "...complications"

I look at my blonde friend and nod my head at him gesturing for him to guide Chris to the basement.

He probably knows what his fate is going to entail because he starts mumbling words of apologies to save his ass.

Theo walks up to the now panicking Chris and swiftly grabs his shoulders and pulls him up and holds his hands tightly, restraining him. "No! I did what you asked Mr. Frey, please just let me go!" I chuckle at his struggle and watch as Silas goes to grab equipment while Theo drags Chris to the basement.

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I join my friends in the basement with the newly chair tied, and gagged, Chris sits, I believe he knows better than to put up a fight because then he'll just end up dead and not let off with a few bullets in him.

I circle Chris and play with the dice in my non-armed hand, "Hope you've already learned your lesson on fucking with us, but we are going to start by rolling the dice as I said," I throw the dice on the table Silas placed in front of the chair and watch as it rolls a two "What a shame" I sigh.

I swear to god I just heard this fucker whimper, what a pussy. I chuckle coldly at the noise. "Now where should I aim for?... hmm should I shoot you in the chest?" I touch the gun to the left side of his chest "Nah, we want you to drive home safely huh? Yeah, how about in the arms? that'd be a great place" I take a step back and aim for the now sobbing Chris's left arm and pull the trigger and let his screams and cries fill the room.

Theo walks up and grabs Chris's head and whips him towards me so he's staring at me "Now you've made a mistake, and you're going to look at Syn and show him just how sorry you really are" he smirks at me and I return the expression.

I walk up to Chris and get bend down to whisper in his ear "Now, I've heard you've been diagnosed with OCD as a child, how about we make it even and go for the left leg too?."

He looks up at me with teary eyes and shakes his head, I tilt my head at the action "Aww, cheer up you're almost finished." I say with false pity lacing my tone.

I step back and aim for his left leg and give him a smirk before pulling the trigger, and smelling the warm scent of blood filling the room.

Silas is practically in tears from laughing at the once brave man with a beer belly, now a wailing bloody mess. Silas walks towards Chris and digs his thumb in the arm wound and brings his hand up to the man's forehead and smears it across "AAAA ZEMBENYAAA!" He starts to walk away from the pathetic mess, but before he leaves he adds "There, you've been Simbaed, be happy you didn't end up like Mufasa" he blows Chris a kiss before he leaves.

I laughed at his mannerisms before calling my men to escort Chris home.

I hope I satisfied y'all's craving temporarily for Chris's death, I love Silas sm and also Theo because he's fucking British and that has me creaming (edited)