It's A Great Big Beautiful World (BFFWM)

Torture, Part 1

Drago
I wake up and I wrap my arms around Mel even tighter. Damn, I can't even believe what happened yesterday. I gotta get to the bottom of this.
"Baby, watch out. I'm getting up," I say while I nudge her gently. She stirs and moans, "noooo, stay here with me", she pleads. She swings one leg around my legs and I feel the moisture in between them. Noooope, focus, Drago, focus.
"Nah, baby. I'll be back soon. I have business to attend to. Come on, baby." I unwrap her legs from my body and I get up. She pulls me back down for a kiss. I make sure I don't put any of my weight on her. "Alright. I'm about to go shower and get dressed."
I head to the bathroom and I call my twin. "Gem, the dungeon, 20 minutes," I say. "Copy that, boss."

After my quick shower, I dress in all black, black sneakers and all, and I exit the bathroom. Mel is sitting up and she's looking at me with sad eyes.
"What's wrong, baby girl?" I ask lovingly.
"I don't want you to do anything stupid to the man," she says with tears in her eyes.
"Oh, I'm not. I'm just gonna kill him," I say, my voice dripping with vengeance.
"Buh.... I I I don't wawawant you to gggget hhhhhhurrrt," she stutters.
"I won't but he will. Only God has the power to take a life and, right now, I am He. I'll be back. Don't worry. I'll be good, okay?"
She nods.
"Good, now gimme a kiss, baby," I say.
She leans in and kisses me softly, yet urgently. I slip my tongue in her mouth and she sucks on it before I do the same to her. "Mmmm," I moan, "I gotta go. I'll be back in a few hours." I give her one last peck and I'm out the door.

*at the Dungeon*

"We ready?" Gemma asks. I nod. We shoot up a quick prayer and we go into the dungeon.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" I say to the man on the ground. Gemma goes up to him and spits in his face. "Yeah, what's the issue?" She sneers. The man in question smirks and says nothing.
"Is something funny?" I ask.

"Yeah. You Battaglias are hilarious. And pathetic. And disgusting. And the scam of the-". Gemma grabs her hidden knife and cut his face from cheek to cheek. "Since you like to smile so much, how about you make that smile permanent, with your joker ass," she whispers. "You monster!" He screams. "Yeah. I get that a lot. So answer the question: what's the issue?" "You. All of you. Puyul sends his regards."

Gemma looks at me.
I nod.

Gemma grabs his left hand and pulls out all of his fingernails. She does the same for the right hand before she asks "Shall we continue?" He sneers and replies, "You frigid bitch."

I grimace and chuckle. "You shouldn't have said that," I laugh. Not soon after, Gemma takes her gloves hands and wrap them around his neck until he passes out.

"We'll leave him here until tomorrow. I'll come by and slice his throat in the morning. Let's go. I got a lil shawty to call," Gemma jokes.

"Go ahead, playboy. I'll come with you in the morning. There's a lot more torture that needs to be inflicted before we kill him. Let's go, twin."

We walk out to the car. We share our special handshake before we tell each other to be safe.

*at home*

Melanesia
I hope Drago is okay, I wonder. I'm really worried about him. Am I okay with the fact that he kills people? I think about my past for a bit. If only he knew how I was a hitwoman in order to pay for college. I gave that shit up, but I can't help but wonder how long I'll be able to hold out before I pick up a gun again.

The doorknob jiggles and Drago walks in. "Hey baby. Is everything okay?" I ask.
"Yeah. He's just unconscious. We gave him a makeover, though. He looks like the Joker."

I roll my eyes. "You're cheesy. But look, your plate is in the toaster oven. It's steak and seafood Mac and cheese." He goes into the kitchen as he asks me about my day.

"It was cool. I didn't do anything but sleep, eat, throw up, sleep, and eat some more. Oh. I also waited for you and I did some thinking."
"About what?"
"Nothing, baby."
"Tell me. Is everything okay?" He comes to me with a concerned look on his face.
"I'm okay, baby. Don't worry about it."
He holds my gaze a little while longer before he kisses my forehead. I appreciate how he didn't press the issue.

"What do you want to do now?" I asks him once he finishes his meal. "I know what I wanna do to you but your body is still sore."
"Stop being nasty and come over here. Let's catch up on Grey's Anatomy."

Drago rolls his eyes before he snuggles with me on the bed. Let's see what happens to Alex Karev.