Something filthy about Mr.Haynes

World of greed

I hang up and crash my phone in my fist. World of greed, that's where we live now. Things are getting nasty. Morgan is playing dirty now, teasing me, making me loose a balance.

Cecil betrayed me.

That's the least I could think about him.

Everyone betrays me. And in the end- there's only me that's left.

So as a whole- it makes me fucking sick. "I'll tell you of chaos and morals of a man. Big secret-there is none."

And I laugh again. Laugh, instead curling into the shell of my hatred and bleeding, that's what I wanna do.

I'm in no shape at the moment, however, to step back now. The headache is getting worse and my vision gets clouded with black mass of anger and hate. All it was needed to only visualize.

The girl I love, with the monster I hate.

I guess I don't care anymore. Guess I never did. "It's like a damn death threat, can you feel it, Nadia?"-I push Nadia down on the couch, roll her over on the abdomen and grab her wrists, pulling her arms backwards. It twist and turn, being followed by the most awful crack and another ear-ripping scream, that hits my head.

My heart beats few rhythms faster and then it slows down. It's dark and vivid I no longer breathe. I do not feel. And nothing can stop me. Nothing appeals to me.

"This is just another precaution. Don't move and shut the hell up."

"Help!"-she creams in agony obviously ignoring my commands and I swear, I can feel the thunder is about to strike any moment now. "I don't wanna die! I don't wanna die, please!"

"Too bad. It's a good night as any, i'd say."

First drop of rushing rain hits the metal roof. I listen carefully. Once Morgan told me- the water is hell of a conductor for the other dimensions, but I never had a chance to try the theory.

Or maybe I did?

That night at the woods, when I killed one of the evil souls lurking in the trees. Water was everywhere and I was nearly drowning when the evil came from within. I was then strong as ever. All the power, speed, unnatural strength was incredible, but the second I realized I was about to kill my Serene, it just vanished. Just that simple. Snap of a finger and I am this- ordinary raging psycho.

However, few of my abilities are still left. I just twisted this girl, dislocated her shoulders, tore her bones and I didn't even sweat about it. It's like for the first time in so long I feel completely and undeniably wide awake.

"I don't really want to show myself as one of those dummies in front of a lady, but hey-i really need to feed now."

The hatred and aggression is digging it's way deeper in me, dragging nauseous, disgusting sense of chaos along. I wish it would tear me apart.

Drowning in my nervousness and absurd thoughts I don't even notice- someone vile creeps from within.

"Don't kill me!"-she sobs through the tears into the old tapestry of a couch, making it into a bloody mess of tears and saliva.

"Look at you, honey, you're disgusting. My appetite just dropped. Remember, if i don't feed properly, none of those tricks i'm about to do work right."

I put my palm on her head, pressing tight to dusty couch, my other hand undoing my belt. "You should know better than to go partyin' in these kinky little shorts, shouldn't you?"

"I'm...i'm s...so...sorry! Please..."

"You know what did he tell me?"-i grunt as if I can't hear her,-"slip, he said. I guess we play rough this time!"