MIDNIGHT WHISPERS| Kylia

(VIII)

Behind the leather chair, I can only see the strong light of the computer, watching the man with a few gray hairs research something about me.

I open a smile, putting my hands with the glove on the leather of the chair, approaching, watching him pass the photos that only show small figures of me in the streets.

- Shit - the man snorts, leaning on the chair.

I remain silent, hidden in the middle of the darkness of the room, watching him lean over and take his cell phone, checking the time.

- Where did this girl get into? - he asked himself , turning off his cell phone and going back to moving the computer.

I watch his movements, pay attention to his fucking house. The man picks up his phone leaves the search page and enters the gallery of his photos, leaving me not at all happy to see so many photos of Malia.

What makes me more disgusted is that all the photos Malia has some neckline a little more sample because of the angles, but his radiant smile does not disappear in any photo.

I pull out the small knife from my waist, analyzing the situation, trying to keep my emotions under control.

I feel my cheeks heat up with anger when I see him take out one hand on the belt of his pants, while his other hand passes Malia's photos.

How can you be so disgusting?

A sigh escapes from his lips, and I close my eyes, already feeling the control escape from my hands. So, I don't waste time doing something.

- I think you better not even think about doing that, you disgusting pig - I put my velvety hand on his mouth and nose, while the other presses the knife on his neck.

I would love to kill him right now, but I still need him alive because of the debt.

- now delete all of Malia's photos if you don't want me to tear your skin - I speak in a low tone near his ear, seeing the old man move his hand over the his phone , erasing everything. - put both hands on the table - I order and so he does.

I take the rope I brought and tie his wrists very strong.

- You.. you're the murderer! - his voice comes out loud and scared.

- surprise, Mr. Baker - I turn of his phone, pushing it to the end of the table. - I've been watching your daughter for a long time - I say, turning his face covered to him.

- What did you do to her?! - he tries to get up, but ends up going back to the place, since his legs are also stuck.

- I didn't do anything, but you did - my voice is bitter. I let go of his phone , watching it fall to the ground and break completely.

- You slut! I'll catch you, and you'll rot behind bars! - he spits his words, and I just smile, leaning against his, facing him.

- You'll end up dead, and I'll do a good job - I put my foot on his knees, pushing him a little away. - you won't hide things for long from Malia - I say, fixing my gloves.

- What are you talking about? - he plays silly, but I can notice his disgusting smile.

- of abuses and aggressions - I get up, and approach him. - the drugs you use during all these years will end the effect, and she will kill you, or ask me, and you know, I will do it with great pleasure - I crouch in front of him , seeing his surprised expression.

But he surprises me, laughing.

- Don't think I'm afraid of you!

Malia will never remember anything you know, and if she does remember, I'll make her forget every time - he speaks victoriously, making me sigh, losing my patience.

I look at the knife in my hands before getting up and sending it on his thigh, making him scream in pain. His light pants are already starting to get stained with blood, making me smile sideways.

- This is just the beginning, Robert - I say, taking the knife out of his leg. - if I know you touched her again, I won't care about the debt you owe, and I'll kill you without pity! - I see the man swallow dry, agreeing with his head, turning his face to his new bruise.

I put the knife on my waist again, and go to the window where I entered, seeing that it's already dark. The street is empty, so I just walk through the gardens of the houses without being seen.
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- she's been sleeping for a long time - Joshua says, walking from one side to the other with his hand in his mouth.

Since the time I arrived, he hasn't stopped, worried about Malia, who has fainted since early.

I understand your concern, amazingly, I'm afraid that the drugs injected into her body could make her go into a coma. Looking at her lying on my bed, with her eyes closed and a neutral expression, makes me feel a little emptiness in my chest, remembering her contagious smile.

- Stay calm, Joshua - I look at him, trying to reassure him. - she will wake up soon, remembering or not, she will wake up - I hold the girl's hand.

- All right, I need to go back to get Ruby, but anything call me, please! - he says, before running out of the room.

I let out a sigh, turning to the curly, seeing her trapped in a deep sleep. I get in the bed, thinking about the things she goes through.

I think about how her mother had the courage to leave her in his hands until now, knowing everything he did with his own daughter.

Looking at her so helpless, I feel obliged to take care of and protect her at any cost, even having to use her to get what he owes me.

I feel the girl move her hand, then her whole body, and an expression of pain appears on her face, making me worried.

- don't do that... - I sounds low, full of fear.

- Hey, Malia! - I approach her on the bed, running my hand on her forehead. - I'm here, calm down - little by little her movements stop and her brown eyes open.

Malia looks in every corner, with her eyes full of fear. Her hand that is still on mine, squeezes hard.

She passes her tongue between her rotated lips, leaving me stuck in this scene, even knowing it's not the moment.

- Where am I? - she whispers, and I get right next to her.