Daddy Dearest

Chapter 20: Break Down-Pt 1

A whole lot of crazy in a whole lot of sexy!!!!!

I swear, Brad wasn't suppose to come out as unstable as he is. He was supposed to be the cool sexy guy and I was going to make a ...Dearest Triology (Daddy Dearest, Uncle Dearest, Brother Dearest) but ugh.... It was just too tempting NOT to. jejeje.

You might as well start the count down.
The end is nigh my Ghoulies. So very nigh.

Enjoy!!!

Onee-chan

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Brad's POV

The unconscious Jaden was indeed beautiful.

It would have been an even better sight if he hadn't cut off that hair of his. I wasn't angry at that though. In fact, I was in high spirits as of that moment.

I was filled with these nostalgic memories of Susan and I within the walls of our secret base. This was the place she'd always call me to come meet her.

Approaching Jaden's slumped figure, I remembered how I'd sit on that same couch along Susan's side and watch her sniff two lines. Her giggles would fill the room and she'd let me worship her till we were both deliriously high out of our minds.

This was the place that the Susan of my dreams resided in.

My hands slid through Jaden's silky hair. Oh how I hated that he was man but it'd still work nonetheless. "Buddy, you can wake up now," I said lightly slapping his cheeks to get him up.

At first I thought that he was turning red, but it was just little blood marks left by my finger tips. Upon closer inspection, I felt the bulge at the back of his head.

"Who touched him?" I asked calmly, walking towards the two goons that I had hired to get Jaden for me.

The tallest goon, Dave, was sitting down on a resting chair, and was tying a gauze around one of his hands. While the shorter one, Corey, was leaning lazily against the back of the resting chair. They didn't respond to my question and just stared nervously at each other.

"I apologize. Maybe you didn't hear me," I clipped trying hard to keep compose. "WHO THE FUCK TOUCHED HIM??!!"

Their body language tensed as I shouted my question.

"We didn't touch him. He tried to escape and I had to hit him in the head. It's just a mere bump," Corey explained, his words muffled behind his mask.

I nodded. "A mere bump," Dave snorted almost obnoxiously.

"A mere bump," I repeated but yet hard enough that he was bleeding. My hand was quick in sucker-punching him in face. His jaw gritted against my knuckles and I watched as he hit the ground, shocked that I would punched him. "This is why I bought the drug... to immobilizing the target, not to have it hanging like some fucking belt tag."

People like Dave will pound in a second if you show any weakness but they did anything for money and I had way too much of it. Testing them first wasnt easy, but they did stole those deeds for me. So in the end, I knew they were perfect for the job.

The case with Corey, I didn't know. He was usually the silent one always with that mask on. He just seemed like Dave's little disciple.

The few times I've heard him speak, he sounded way older due to his deep grabby voice, kinda like he smoked a lot. Corey and Dave were institutionalized around the same time I was but were hired upon request, since they were sons of one of my Dad's shareholders.

Dave shot up, trying to intimidate me with his height. He knew that it wasn't going to work as hard as he tried to stare me down. The nerve in his temple was rising to the surface with a bulgy eyed look. It was rather comical--if it weren't for the situation at hand, I might've smirked at the expression.

"That happens when you touch what is mine," I sneered at him.

"Did ya think he'd just happily come along with us then?" Dave spat at me.

"Well, aren't you guys the pro's? All you needed was to sneak in and stick him with the drug I gave you," I pointed out at him, hardly giving a damn about what he had to say. "Plus, I'm pretty sure he has suppressed memories from you animals attacking him. Hypno-therapy could only do so much."

"Hey, while you were off fucking the brains out of the mother, you told us to do what ever we want with the shitty kid. I'm no fucking babysitter and so I did exactly what I wanted," Dave shot off.

"How would I have known that you'd rape the kid? What kind of sick bastard does that to a kid? If I were you, I'd watch my tongue, you filthy pedo," I warned him with a glare. "To think that my father still tried to cover for you." I took a seat on the single sofa that was on the far right.

"Its not like he did us a favor. He was only trying to cover his own ass. That's what elites do. They hire defected shit like us, to cover their own shit," Dave retorted back at me. "As for you, try to get back on your meds you entitled piece of shit."

My eyes were strained at Jaden, as he was starting to stir awake. I couldn't wait to set my eyes on his beautiful face. I wanted to see Susan. He was going to wake up and I'd make him understand that he was mine. That his place was with me; he belonged to me.

"He's useless to me now that he's all gross and uncute," Dave continued. "You're thinking of doing the same thing. Stop acting like you're better than us. You're the same type of human garbage as we are."

"Watch your mouth Dave," I warned again. My nerves kept ticking inside my head. I was never good at controlling my impulses. The more Dave kept opening his mouth, the faster the ticking became. The coldness of the gun inside my denim jacket was sinking into me.

"Uncle Brad?" I heard Jaden whispered hoarsely as he begun strring awake.

Jaden's left eye was bulged with a huge black and blue bruise. The swelling made it slightly impossible to open that one eye. I sat there in my seat shaking with anger. I told them not to touch him and what do they do?

"What the fuck is that?" I asked as Jaden started to come to.

"The little shit took a chunk out of my hand when he bit me," Dave uttered, as he rubbed his now banned hand.

"Did I not tell you not to touch him?"

"He fucking bit my hand! I wasn't going to pet the asshole," Dave exclaimed irritated.

My hand found my gun and before he had a chance to see it coming, I fired the gun at him. The blast of the 9mm glock resounded and echoed in the quietness of the surrounding woods. It had Jaden bolting up in an instant. His eyes adjusted on me, then at my gun and to Dave, who was now screaming on the floor holding his right leg. The blood poured out of the wound where the bullet had lodged itself in.

"You s-shot me? Y-you---you fucking shot me???!!!" he screamed in a panicked manner, helplessly trying to stop the bleeding with his hands.

Corey rushed towards Dave. Corey still had his mask over his face, but I could see how his eyes widened in fear.

Jaden begun loosing his shit, his hands going up into his hair, pulling at it wildly. He was in full freaking out where he sat. It reminded me of the time when he would break-down in hysteria while under hyno-therapy.

"After cleaning all your dirty deeds, are you planning to fuck us over too? Because we all know that she didn't just run away," Corey shouted furiously as he tried to stop the bleeding by ripping off a piece of his shirt and tying it around the wounded leg.

Corey was better off being the silent partner. The depth of his voice made me remember my no good father. "I did warn him, didn't I? But noo, he just had to keep mouthing off. Have him hush up. He's scaring Su--I mean... Jaden. You're scaring Jaden," I corrected myself.

I've been seeing images off Susan from the corners of my eyes where Jaden stood. Their images kept getting mixed up in my head. I leaned into Jaden to try and comfort his shaking form.

He kept backing away from me. His brown eyes were terrified of me. "Get away!! Get away from me!! DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!!" he screamed as he rocked back and forth.

"Shhhh," I tried. "I won't hurt you. I would never hurt what is mine."

"T-T-The fucks wrong with you??" he kept asking through tears. "I want Blake. Where is Blake?"

"Blake? There is no need for Blake to be in the picture any more right. You brought this to me. You wanted me to find out the truth, right?" I stated, as I place a folder in front of him.

The folder contained very important papers that were now being held in his trembling hands. We were together, so why was he asking for Blake? His eyes scanned the document over and over again.

"You've always been mine. So let's just forget about Blake," I stated clearly. The sooner he understood this, the sooner we could put everything behind us and move on.

"No!! This can't be!" Jaden sobbed weakly.