Something filthy about Mr.Haynes

Echoes

Chad's POV

Morning came unnoticeable. Another day to play a bad man and pretend to be driven by a good will.

I am already dressed up and ready to leave.

Today is the day I will be good- I chant to myself, breathing deeply through my gritted teeth. I'll keep my promise. Today is a great day for my well planned revenge.

I close the bathroom cupboard door with now empty pill bottle that is left behind.

It's been weeks.

First night I remember when I refused to take the pill to make me faint I almost killed Serene. That night in the shower when I lost myself completely I was ready to rip her heart out and exactly that moment, when I was staring at the mirror and watching at the monster in front I realised, what a little white pill can do.

But I won't drink it today. Not because I have none. I've been pretty well without it all this time, so what could be worse, right?

I think i'm in control.

Yes.

So I close little cupboard door and ignore the pain in my head, that starts as a shallow, muffled knock, getting louder and louder. But It'll pass.

"You're in a deep shit. Seriously",-my brother grunts and I trace his look, landing on sleeping Serene in my bed. "Since when you share bed with your testee?"

"Since when you started talking like Morgan?"-i smile awkwardly and start brushing my teeth.

He scoffs. "No, you need to stop playing prince and get your head out of your ass. We have more important things to do than cuddling in a bed with a woman. Eligos gonna hunt us down."

I flush and spit out. "I'm not cuddling."

"Oh please. If this continues, you'll end up married."

"Nopes." I put my tie on and give a final look at the mirror. Being all dressed up in a precise way on a way to my usual rampage makes it feel good.

My brother slops on the bathtub edge. "I was married once."

"Huh?"-i almost dropped another phone to the floor.

That would be bad, considering the fact I get attached to devices easily. I keep dreaming of the iron maiden which now is standing at the lab 9, that didn't get a chance to do a damn thing. "Watch it!"-he trails. "You'll have to get another phone from the box eventually. Only shitty ones left. Besides, you called Fordaham. He would track you. Even if you use a new one every time after you crash it at the wall because of your fierce rage attacks!"

"I have hell of a stash actually. Besides, we switch different numbers and devices once in a while, in case the motherfucker Fordaham catches a trace. No worries about it. And you were married? When did this happen?"

"I was. Well at least I planned all, you know. But then shit hit the fan and my life went downhill."

"Whatever."

He grabs my arm and knocks me at the wall, making white tiles crack.

"What the.."-i grunt out of suddenness.

"Listen here, little brother! Listen carefully. I've been very patient lately, but the time is ungrateful. You won't keep me here anymore. You will do exactly what I say!"

"Why would I listen to you, motherfucker?"-i shove him off of me. "You have no power over me."

"You think?"-he smiles and his black orbs darts at me venomously. "She played you. She sold you out to Eligos so she can save herself. You mean nothing to her."