13/31 (Kinda On Hold)

XXIII: Hands of Death (Burn Baby Burn)

"Scarlett?" The spot beside me is cold.

I get up, pushing the covers off me and walking to the kitchen, expecting to find here there.

"Doll, why aren't you in bed?" I open the door to the kitchen. The light is on, but the room is vacant. "What the hell," I mumble.

Hellsing wanders into the kitchen, his mouth stained red. He stops in front of me, dropping something and sitting down, looking up at me expectantly. I bend down to his level, if he killed Nosferatu, Scarlett will kill me. "What is this?" I pick it up. The smell of the blood hit me hard, it was almost sensory overload. The smell of it was almost...rotten.

I looked at it closer, thankfully it wasn't from Nosferatu. Though it was flesh, from who, I'm not sure. Then it hit me. "FUCK." I yelled. Scaring Hellsing in the process.

I ran to mine and Scarlett's room. Finding any discarded articles of clothing and throwing it on. How could I have not heard someone in the house, let alone Hellsing ripping flesh from him.

Why wasn't I protecting her like I promised Dita I would? Shit, Dita. I have to tell her. Fuck that, It can wait. I don't need her worrying. I just need to get Scarlett back. I chain Hellsing to his post in hopes he won't break free again in the event Scarlett may return, I don't need him attacking her. "Vinny." I growl under my breath, slamming the front door behind me.
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"Where the fuck is she?" I yell, ripping the covers off of Vinny's sleeping body.

"What time is it?"

"Does it fucking matter, where is Scarlett?"

"What? It's like four AM, I was up late last night. Really sweet babe with bright orange eyes, long ass claws-but a rockin' bod."

"If you have her, you're a dead man Vinchenzo."

"Who? The babe? She left right after we finished, that was some rea-"

"Scarlett you fucking moron, I'm talking about Scarlett, not your fucking whore."

"Hey, whores get paid, she was a slut."

"How the fuck are you a Lord? Have you fucking seen Scarlett?"

"I don't know, but taking it for all it's worth. But, nah, I haven't seen your girl since she barfed all over me, oh, and the baby shower. That cake was really good."

"You're a disgrace, you know that right? But you're fucking lucky you don't have her. Get your shit together Mauro and stop getting high. You're a fucking Lord, not a peasant. You're going to fuck your circle over one day."

"Hey, I gotta have fun somehow."

I glare at him and walk out of his bedroom, who the fuck else would have the audacity to take Scarlett out of our ho-Devin.
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"Devin," I yell pushing my way through his front door. His lights are on and there's multiple voices coming from the living room.

I find him talking to a group of females whose mouths all become silent as they see me standing in the doorframe. Devin continues running his mouth and doesn't seem to notice until I grab his upper arm and force him to face me.

"Where the fuck is Scarlett?"

Devin glares up at me, a smirk forming from ear to ear on his face. "I don't know Chris, where is she?"

"I don't fucking know Devin why the hell else would I be here asking where she is if I fucking knew?"

"Maybe if you kept a closer eye on her...this wouldn't have happened. But it's so entertaining seeing how whipped her pussy made you."