Simon Lucas
I could feel the dried tears on my cheeks as I tried to get out of the straps on my hands. I saw strange men in front of me wearing white lab coats and speaking in foreign language, as I was tied to a chair.
My Mama then burst into the double doors and shot both men.
"My boy.." She said as she approached me.
"Mama, you're here." Was all I could say.
Another set of strange people came in, ready to attack my Mama.
Humihingal akong napabangon mula sa kama ko. Sweat was covering my entire body, to the point that it was sticking on my shirt. With shaky hands, I grabbed the bottle of medicine from my bedside table and took two pills.
Shît, I forgot to take my night meds again.
I swallowed the pills drily before I placed the bottle back on the table. Binuksan ko ang unang drawer at bumunot doon ng sigarilyo at ng lighter doon. The cold wind of the November night blew on me as I walked through the frenchdoors of the balcony of my room.
I looked down at my silver watch for a moment and saw that it's already five in the morning. The incredible view of the city lights met my eyes as I lit up the cigarette between my fingers.
I took a long drag before I exhaled the smoke. I am good at hiding my bad habits, with what happened to me, I needed something to cope so I don't lose my mind.
When I was a boy, my mother's last living enemies managed to bribe the security and took me while we were on vacation, in Europe. My mother was a legendary agent who took away a lot of bad people, and of course, the allies of those bad people were not happy.
They managed to bring me to this lab in the middle of nowhere in Norway. I could clearly remember how snowy and dark that night was.
The burning orange tip of the cigarette grew brighter as I took another puff. I slid the lighter in my pocket.
I was injected with something and then I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was in this sterile lab with equipment and what seemingly appeared to be scientists. I saw a table with a bloody syringe. I then saw my Mama and the bad people dead on the ground.
They impared something in my brain because I don't feel emotions. I know what they are, and I know how to fake them, but I don't know how to feel 'em without proper medicine.
My mother's enemy wanted me to become their assassin, who would eventually kill my own mother for them, as a revenge. So that night, they altered my stamina, which is why I will go two days without sleeping and I'll be fine, they took away my empathy, conscience, and overridden my anger and arousal.
They did that because they wanted me to kill ruthlessly and pro-create more of my.... kind.
Which is why without meds, I will blindly rage at someone who pisses me off. My meds make me impotent, which means I cannot get any hard on, which is good, because if I get aroused and I fixate on one woman, I will not know when to stop and eventually hurt the poor woman...
...there are women who like that at my club. I go there every now and then to release tension, but not very often because most of them will end up in a hospital.
I exhaled the last smoke of my burnt cigarette, before I walked towards the table with an ashtray, I tossed it there and entered my bedroom again.
"Wakey, wakey, my love ko."
The organ in my chest beat twice more than usual when I heard that annoying little mouse's voice through the speaker system of my room.
My emotions were impaired, so I don't know why my heart does that.
"Are you smoking again? Pwedeng bugahan mo ako, please?" Her high pitched voice filled the corners of my room.
I scoffed.
"How the hell did you manage to break in again?" I asked through gritted teeth.
She managed to override my house security system again, this is the fifth time I rebooted and changed the system.
"Hm, I can tell you but we have to go on a date after."
I rolled my eyes.
"No."
"Aww," I could literally hear her pouting.
"You need to leave me alone."
Don't.
"Or what, hubby ko?"
I clenched my jaw
"If you think I am such a bad girl for not leaving you alone, I think I can take a little punishment, don't you think—"
I immediately turned off the system from the control on the wall.
"Fúck," I already took my meds, so I shouldn't get hard, but when I looked down at my sweatpants, my díck was raging hard for her.
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