Please Change This Monster Inside(BxB)

PCTMI... Chapter 11

Pic of Tyler Hoechlin as Jackson--------------->

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**Flashback**8

RJ's POV

I took another drag of the cigar that was between my teeth and exhaled the smoke slowly. I started off into the distance trying to block out the ranting that the scum, that sat before me, kept shooting out of his mouth.

"Please just a little more time! My shop is doing well thanks to your kindness, so please! A little more time!" He fell onto his knees and clasped his hands together in a begging manner.

I chuckled and twisted around in my chair and faced Jackson, my right hand man, and flashed him a smile.

"what do you think Jackson? Should I let him go or.." I turned and faced the old man. "collect my intrest early?" The old man's face paled and silent tears begun to fall.

"NOOOOO PLEASE DONT HURT HIM!!" The old man's wife screamed and jerked in one of my bodygaurds grip.

Jackson clered his throat causing me to focus my attention back on himself. "Well his wife is young and pretty I think--

"NO!!! Anything but my wife please Mr. Hernandez! I promi--" Before the man could finish his sentence he was punched in the face and quickly fell to the ground. The man raised his hands to protect himself but it was useless.

Jackson and two other gaurds delivered blows and rib crackin kicks onto his fragile body. His Wife's screams echoed throughout the room as she watched her husband being beat within a few inches of his life.

I twisted in my chair with my eyes closed and listened to the continuious sounds of skin connecting with skin, and the sounds of his cries.

When I heard his cries finally die down I signaled for them to stop the assult. I turned to face the old man. He was now on the floor in a pool of his own blood and barely breathing.

"Wow, Jackson you really did some damage this time.' I chuckled.

"Always Sir." Jackson stepped back, flexing his hand and fingers from the assult and resumed his position beside me. I stood up and walked slowly to him. the sound on my dress shoes hitting the hardwood floor echoed throughout the nearly emoty room. I bent down infront of the man.

"look at me" I whispered. the old man stayed in his defesive position and shook violently.

"LOOK AT ME!" the man flinched but slowly lifted his head and looked into my eyes. I took hold of his jaw and studied his face. His left eye was darkening and swollen, his lip was nearly cut in half and his jaw look fractured. I scanned the rest of his body and came to the conclusion that a few ribs might be broken and many were cracked. The man had already been through enough as it was. If only he hadn't interupted Jackson.

"I was going to give you the extension no matter what but for that beating. I'll drop the loan and intrest and let you go back home." I stood and turned facing all of my gaurds.

"See? I am the good guy here, right?" I stoped at stared at his wife with a smirk on my face. "Right?!?"

She flinched and more tears fell from her eyes.

"Y-Yes Sir."

"Yes Sir,What?"

"Yes Sir, Y-You are the g-g-good guy!"

 I chuckled. "And good guys always get the girl right?"

Her eyes widened and she begun shaking her head and struggling again.

"Calm down babe. I don't do women, Sorry." I begun heading to the door with Jackson well behind me. "But the gaurds, they absolutly do women." Jackson closed the door and as we made our way away from the room sounds of clothes ripping and screams filled the hall, it brought a smile to my face.

"Do you want to make a stop at the club or--"

"No thank you Jackson. Im in the mood for a more illegal fucking tonight."

"As you wish sir."

*Eddy's POV*

"That much?!? Just for an hour?"

I sighed and shifted onto my other foot and leaned against the wall. They were always willing until they heard the price.

"You're the person looking for a quick one right?"

He looked my over a few more times probobly to see if I was worth the money.

"Okay. I'll take you." He held out his hand to me. I took hold of is hand as he lead me to a motel down the street.

*RJ's POV*

"Do you see anything you like Sir?"

"No! Everything is the same! The same whores, same buildings, same prices and even the same style!" I bounced my foot up and down. I was starting to get bored with everything. Nothing every changed.

"Sir?" Jackson yelled louder bringing me out of my thoughts.

"What?!"

"What about him, Sir?" I followed Jackson's gaze and  was stunned by what I saw. His chocolate brown hair and masculine body were the first things I noticed not to mention his attire. He wore loose fitting jeans and a tight fitting shirt. Good style I would say and just what I want tonight.

"Though he doesn't seem like a prostistue."

"Of course he is! look at him." We studied his posture and little hints that gave it away. "Look at the guy leading him away."

The man was wearing brown khakis with a brown dress shirt and black shoes.

"Now look at him. Does he seem like the kind of guy to choose such a loser with bad taste?"

"Well I see your point. I guess he wouldn't"

"Of course he is prostitute and I want him. find where he is going and when he finishes bring him to me as soon as possible."

"Yes, Sir" Jackson stepped out of the car and followed the pair into the night. I sat there, my chin rested in my fist and watched the boy until he was no longer in sight. I was so excited already I could feel myself getting an very uncomfortable erection.

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I shall continue the flashback in the next chpter lol...

but can u guys guess accuraty wat RJ does..

Hint: Its not wat it seems!!!

-Ron