swords men

turmoil

Rushed and quick, type gripped the edge of his rolled bed, to grit his teeth.
"Fuck! Slow down!"
Type groaned to close his eyes has he was in a hospital for doctors and nurses to be to either side, the coordinator of the tournaments called an ambulance has aawut was very much vocal he didn't want his son to have any medical treatment, however they didn't care, type woke up after blacking out to feel a large of pain to his side.
Going to a surgical room, type fought them has they tried to turn him over.
"Is he dead!?"
The doctors looked to the other confused to continue to get type to his stomach.
"Please sir you need to let us....."
"Ugh! Tell me! Is that bastard who tried to kill me dead!!"
"Honestly we don't know, he went to a different hospital, you need to turn."
"No! Need to find him and kill him! Let me go and oow!"
Hearing enough, a nurse got something for type to mate him settle to stick him with a needle, types eyes started to blur for things to become hazy, he then submitted.
After a very hours and surgery, type lost a lot of blood however he was stable, type with his head turned to the side smacked his lips to dart his eyes under heavy lids to slowly open his eyes to dart to then loll his head to the other side to furrow his brow has someone was to the wall with a cigarette to his mouth, type signed to close his eyes to turn his head forward..
"Why are you here?.....mmm..... Going to..... Kill me Uncle?"
Musme inhaled from his cigarette to then flick it out to move towards him to sit to a chair near him to eye him over.
"No."
Type signed..
"Why are you here then?"
His uncle looked over him to then shake his head to look down to the paperwork he had to a folder.
"Don't understand the two of you, would never stab...... Whatever, I'm fulfilling my word.'
Type made a confused face to turn his head to open his eyes to look over his uncle..
"What are you talking about?"
His uncle got up to place the folder to his body for type to turn his head to look down.
"What is this?"
"My ticket."
Type lolled his head to the side to look over his uncle feeling very confused..
"What?"
Musme placed his hands to his hips to keep his eyes to that folder.
"All that information was to be kept with me, to keep me safe, eh, guess it's time any ways for things to come to light."
Musme looked to type..
"This is going to help you take down your father and take lead over the gang, what happened today, you both were disqualified. Honestly I don't give a shit, kept my word, now I'm free."
Type parted his lips to see his uncle turn to then stop by the door to look it over to turn his head a bit.
"Didn't think I've ever liked you type, there are a ton of reasons why, however, you are a very loyal person, I've come to understand. Also what your father has done is not right by any means. With what I given you, remember who gave it to you, I do not want any malice or revenge from you has only thing I did was take information, wasn't part of any thing."
Type raised an eye brow.
"What are you talking about!?"
Musme turned to really eye type.
"Read. Mm.... Take care of yourself, and leave me and my family alone."
Type signed has he watched his uncle leave to then look down he then made a face to groan has he made his arms move to open the folder to start to read for his whole body to shutter.
Going back to his car, musme looked to the side to see aawut for them to eye the other.
"Brother? What are you doing here?"
Musme looked aawut up and down to then roll his eyes to get in the car for the doctor to eye over him has he started it quick to then leave.
"So..... Did you...."
Musme looked to his lover to smile.
"That I did, also looked over the doctor notes for you, type will be just fine."
The doctor smiled to then move over to place his mouth to musme for a quick kiss to move back for them to eye the other for him to then settle down to turn his head to look out the window, musme eyed him for a moment to then continue to leave, aawut stood there dumfounded to shrug to go to the hospital.
Inside he was directed where to go, to then go inside types room has he was to the phone for him to then eye his father who then went to sit down for type to then get off the phone call to place the phone down to eye.
Aawut looked him over.
"Calling places to stay? Psst, after that shit you both were disqualified you useless piece of shit! Whatever, you're not coming home with me, told you didn't I,kill him or be killed."
Type kept looking to his phone not to feel any remorse for what he was able to accomplish.
Aawut looked over type to be confused why he wasn't talking to then eye the folder.
"What's that?"
Type took in a deep breathe.
"Seeing when you came here, sure you saw your brother."
Aawut narrowed his eyes.
"Mm..... He came to see you? Why?'
"For some reason to give me this."
Type gripped it to move it up for aawut to then get up to go towards him to grab it and rough to turn his back to type to open to start to read to start to shake. Type turned his head to look over his father.
"You are such a piece of shit! Fucking Mr. Naratamia? Tharns father? Then killing my mother just because she didn't want to be with a homo faggot like you!"
Aawut started to shake and hard to then turn to tear up everything to then throw the remains down to really eye type.
"I didn't do shit! That mother fucker raped me and...."
Type couldn't help but to darkly laugh.
"Bullshit! You two were in a relationship!"
"Hell no we weren't! Fuck!"
Aawut placed a hand to his hip to turn his head with a hand to his chin to look to the wall.
"It...... Was never to become serious! God I was just experimenting! Told him that so many fucking times! Then the asshole grew feelings but me, that when I met your mother, she was the love of my life! Bastard ruined everything and told her about him and I! Fuck! I'm many things, weak in that department got to me, when she was pregnant with you! I had ended things with him when I met her but fuck! I'm only human! She would never touch me! Claimed to love me so much! Bullshit!"
Type looked over his father has he had his back to him to be breathing and hard.
"That doesn't mean you had a right to kill my mother and blame the naratamias! Did....... Did you even kill his wife?"
Aawut scoffed to turn around to look to type.
"That asshole only got into a relationship to make me jealous, like I fucking care! When I didn't show the slightest interest he ran her off, she living some where, I honestly don't care! There is nothing between him and I!"
Types eyes widened..
"You two...... Are bastards!"
Aawut shrugged.
"Mm..... Not like you are going to be living to much longer to tell the tale."
Type started to breathe harder for aawut to go closer for him to stop.
"I also read the horrible things you have done within the gang, you've been rapping women! Why!"
Aawut rolled his eyes.
"I need to make a better son, you are nothing but a disappointment! Oh I should also let you know...."
Type groaned has aawut pounced to place his hands to his neck to start to choke him, type placed his hands to his to grip .
"Your mother didn't want you given what she knew about me and that asshole who has cost me so much pain! Should have killed you that night! Your mother is the only person in this world I have ever loved, him and you took her from me! Now fucking die!!"
Before aawut could kill type, people from the gang came in to break them apart, two kept there hands to him the other went to type to look him over who was choking and coughing.
"Sir are you okay!?"
"Why are you comforting him, I am the leader, you two let me go!!"
The two eyes the other to do just that for type to take in deep breathes to were over them.
"Has your new leader, I demand you take a hold of him!"
Aawut looked to type to laugh..
"What the hell are you talking about!!"
Type took in a deep breathe.
"You have broken so many rules, by our rules you are not fit to be the leader, being the only heir I have that right and I'm invoking it now!"
Aawut laughed again..
"You have no proof!"
Type looked down to the shreds of paper to then look back up to grab his phone to raise an eye brow to play back his recording for aawut to widen his eyes for the two men to grab him for him to struggle.
"What the fuck! Let me go!"
Type took in deep breathes to pause the video to lay back in his bed to look over his father.
"Aawut duungis, I strip you of being the leader to become this gangs leader, I also want you to be placed to the jail in our home until I can give the proper channels this information! Take him away!"
"You son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you!!"
Type watched has the men dragged him out for the one who stay eyed him.
"Sir, are you okay?"
Type took in a deep breath to turn his head to look to the ceiling.
"Just....peachy, mm.....I need to rest, I want sulina to come here and to know if tharn naratamia is dead, if not I want to go through the proper channels to kill him."
The man looked over type to then nod to leave for type to groan to go to his side to wrap his arms about himself for tears to stain his face, that was too much for him to bare.