his precious Queen

19

Ron and his Red headed Friend Struggled in the seat.

"Please what ever he has done, I had no part in it. I just met him." The woman, Hollard. As she twisted her Wrists around In the rope.

Her body, still bare. But that was the least of her concerns.

Ron's eyes, like the woman's where wild. As they searched around the room, hoping to find an opening to escape.

I clapped my hands together, sitting down on the Plush table Chair.

"Do you know How far I would go For my woman." I sat forward, Gripping the Blade in my hand Tighter.

"I asked ya a question." I Snarled.

Ron, flinched in his seat, Shaking his head Rapidly as He Whimpered into himself.

"Words."

"N-n-no." Ron whimpered. And The red head woman, Snorted her tears as She faught to catch her breath.

I nodded my head, and instantly the woman's body went Limp. Her head, Bleeding a similar Red colour to her Hair.

"Well she was annoying." I commented. "So much Wining. Seriously, how could ya fuck her. Certainly wasn't for her looks." I sniggered. "Or wait - did she pay you?"

Ron, scrunched his face up. But didn't say a word.

"Oh yes." I nodded my head. "How far I'd do for my little Gem." I could feel a smile Spread across my face. As the memories of Mark, Hanging from the ceiling. His nipple sliced off, his body bleeding came back.

Fuck did she look hot Killing Him.

"You'll see." I sang.

My Goons, standing my the kitchen entrance. Hold onto the big Bin of water. 

I stand, Chain Swaying as I glance behind Ron. Taking the wood of his chair between my fingers. And begin to drag him Along the wooden ground. The Scrapes and groans creaking Along with the weight of the chair.

"No no no no Please Mr.J I didn't do anything. Please, please believe me." Ron Pleaded, as He jerked his body around once more.

The creaking sound of the wood sound comes to a stop, When the back of his chair is less than a foot away from the Bucket.

Looks like his death is going to be Prolonged.

"Last chance." I purr. Ron Squeezes his eyes Shut, shaking his head In such a way, that the Beads of fallen tears Leap from his Skin.

His hair, Slick to the sides of his Temples.  As his chest rises and falls.

"I swear. I would never betray you Mr. J Your like family to me."

I hummed. His attempts at keeping his life was pathetic. Be a man, suck it up and face death in the face. That's what's wrong with Men, they Eat so much pussy they Become one.

But you know what they say. You are what you eat.

I nod my head at Frosty, his face now void of emotion as He Slips his suit jacket off. And rolls his white, suit Shirt up.

Never get your own Hands Dirty.

Especally when someone else Can do it for you.

"I won't ask again."

Ron, whimpers as He shakes his head. Eyes Pleading with Frosty. For any of my Goons to have a heart, and to spare him. Well, lucky For him he has no one to mourn his Pathetic life. He should have never, played apart in my gem Being Taken from me.

"Do it." I purred. And I watched as Johnny Grabbed chunks of Sweat filled hair, as he throws Ron's Head Underneath the icy water, the only thing Ron could do was Attemtp to thrash his head. As Bubbles float to the top and water, enters his lungs.

Johnny, rips his head From beneath the water. Only to allow a gasp of air to enter his lungs, sending Waves of water from the large bucket of water. And then once more, a large splash echoes through the room as He Forces Ron's Head Underneath once more.

"Ya see. My little Gem, belongs beside me. Maybe I'd go easier on ya. Give you a death worthy of a man if ya didn't have her taken." I tutted, as I popped my Knuckles.

Anger, rising in my Veins like hot Liquid. "But you." I chuckled. Shaking my head. "You had to be a rat, what did dear old Brucey Offer you hmm."

Johnny let Ron Up for more air, as he dug his Fingers into his Ron's Cheeks. Forcing him to look at me.

Ron, coughs and Splutters.

"Nothing! I swear!" I sighed, rolling my shoulders. We needed something more creative.

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Ron Spluttered up blood, as His pale Face Contorted in pain. "I- I'll talk." His voice, Hoarse from Screaming.

That does happen after Screaming like a Pussy for the last two hours.

A grin, speads on my face as Leaned forward. Tapping my Cane against the Wooden floor. Frosty, let Ron's Bloody face Go.

"I - I worked alone. I thought M-Maybe if I brought you and Melody In to the GCPD my life would get less Crappier." Ron, paused as he spat Blood from his mouth.

I raisd a brow, glancing down as The Red Liquid Landed meer inches from My Shoes.

I'll make him lick them before he dies.

Watch him Squirm.

"Anything would have been better than this life, so much death and crime." With one last burst of Curage, He hollars a pain filled Cry as he Jerks against the restraints.

I purred, standing. My Caine Squeezed tight in my hand as I Narrow my eyes.

I drive the Handle of the Cane down onto Ron's Head. Blood, Splatters everywhere. But I don't stop, not until his skull is cracked open, and Brain is Splaying onto the walls.

Even when His brain is no longer in his skull, and his body lays Limp in the chair. I don't stop.

He wanted her gone.

He wanted to take her from us.

Filthy hands touched her because of him.

Dead.

Dead.

Dead.

Squirming would be to good for him.

With Blood stained hands, I pull away. My Clothes ruined, I run my ringed Fingers through my green hair. Slicking it back.

"Leave him like this." I ordered, Making my way out the front door.

My little doll needs daddy.