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"Okay, this is what we're gonna do. Sean, Spencer, go ransack the kitchen for possible weapons. Knives, whatever go." Christopher ordered.
Jim left the bed turning and pacing around, grazing his hair with his fingers, feeling exhausted from regret. Plenty of regret.
Sean and Spencer left the room while Christopher knelt on the bed, tearing the remains of her outfit and tossing them with a back shot.
He opened her mouth and brought out her tongue with his fingers, trying to use the scissors to cut it but Jim saw him, widened his eyes and exclaimed, "what the fuck do you think you're doing Chris?!" he extended his arm as a gesture of his question.
"Look Jim, relax. Just relax, this is just a little trick I learned in one of my dad's junkies." Christopher tried to calm him down.
"You mean his books?" Jim asked.
"No the hair in his pubic region, of course his books!" Christopher rolled his eyes.
Jim scoffed at him with his hands on his waist, then turned around to the wall. Stretching an arm and placing it on the wall while bowing his head. Tears stream down his face.
Christopher carried on, bringing her tongue out again and tearing it right from the middle. Her mouth filled with blood as it drenched her cheeks and his fingers.
Spencer and Sean walked in, "hey we ransacked the whole place and all we found was this, holy smoke! What is that?!" Sean exclaims, covering his mouth with his palm and turning away.
Spencer was the only one that didn't seem freaked out, he only let out a "whoa," while widening his eyes and stretching out his arm.
Christopher smirks, "chickens."
Jim walked out the room, "just tell me when you're done. I can't do this." he says as he leaves.
"Great, just great daddy. Start a mess and leave it for us kids to clean up!" Christopher lamented.
"Hey can I join hi-"
"NO!" Christopher cut Sean off of his request and looked at their hands, "hey you found knives! Great, come over here and help me cut off her tits."
***
"Just hold on, please say no more." Catalina stood up, placing a hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. She breathed in and out deeply.
"You were the one who wanted the truth," Jim said, "now just finish it, it only gets better." he raised a brow staring at Catalina.
"Okay," she exhaled, stretching her arms a bit as a gesture. "I want some coffee, anyone?"
"I'd really like that milk you offered, thank you." Spencer said.
"Coffee is fine." Sean states.
"I would really use a bottle of schnapps." Christopher requested, causing everyone else to stare at him, "what?" he asked, "she offered."
Catalina rolled her eyes, "we don't have schnapps, but there's tequila. I'll get you a glass." she turned to Jim but he didn't react so she made her way to the Kitchen.
"Water." Jim spoke up and Catalina turned back, giving a nod.
***
Catalina sat on her chair sipping coffee, Jim's glass was half empty, Sean took sips of his coffee, Spencer had his milk glass almost empty and Christopher was on his second tequila glass. There was silence, everyone's attention at whatever they were each, holding.
Then suddenly, there was a gush of feeling in each and everyone of them...
"Hey di-did y-you feel that?" Sean stuttered looking at everyone else, but Christopher and Spencer seemed blacked out. Staring blankly, at nothing.
Catalina and Sean met each other's gaze, widening their eyes. She turned to Jim but he didn't look at her, he stood up and tried to reach out to Christopher,
"Chris? What's up?"
Christopher's eyes then turned red and a stream of blood started to flow down his eyes, same with Spencer. They both turn to Jim, 'You-will-pay.'
Then their lips moved swiftly in hushed whispers, Jim screamed and covered his ears.
"Oh My God, what is happening?!" Sean exclaimed, feeling extremely terrified.
Catalina sat there, widening her eyes and looking all confused. Sean was freaking out and Jim just knelt there, on the floor covering his ears while Christopher and Spencer seemed to be whispering words they couldn't phantom.
Streams of blood found their way down his wrists as he continued screaming. His face was red and veins were visible near his temple. After what seemed like forever, the whispering stopped.
Christopher and Spencer snapped out of their possessions and blinked their eyes while opening their mouths trying to get over the blood that drained from their eyes.
Jim let go of his ears, totally exhausted and faints.
"Hey, what just happened?" Christopher asked.
"Is this red paint?" Spencer asked, looking at the red liquid on his fingers.
"oh, yeah red paint. Stupid! It's blood!" Christopher exclaimed.
Catalina runs over to Jim and kneels. She placed his head on her lap, shaking him so he'd wake up, "Jim! Jim open your eyes!", Jim slightly opened his eyes and let out a quiet sigh, swallowing spittle.
"Catalina." he whispered.
"Yes it's me, it's me." she looked up at the already worried guys and said, "okay, would someone please tell me the rest of the story?"
Okay!
First I wanna dedicate this chapter to beatrice_fabz and @BunBunPie14 for actually being the first gems to comment on the previous chapter. Which proves that they have a 'thing' for this story and are following up. Thank you sweeties! 😘
Aaaand! I know right? Things are getting pretty steamy, seems like it is indeed Mary! Or not?
Anticipate the next chapter...
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