Unceal Crow: I Am A Monster (Completed)

VI

"You know it's great to see you Doctor Nathan, please sit and join me with your wife." I said ushering him to the kitchen table. "I want to catch up with you, I missed our sessions."
He walks over slowly, looking at his wife like he's going to kill her.
"This will be great, I would love to hear about how my Nathan cured you." Jennifer said while sitting down next to Nathan.
"Ah yes, Nathan's treatments were ahead of its time. His treatments gave you another look at life, made you see things from a different angle." I said while finishing the last donut.
"You don't want to hear about that sugar bear, that was such a long time ago, that happened fourteen years ago. It's my past." Nathan said.
"But you should tell your wife here how you cured me and the rest of Clarksville mentally ill children and adults. She said she would love to hear how you did it, and you wouldn't want to disappoint her now would you?" I said giving him a look. "Do you still have those tapes? The ones with the man in the black boots?"
He looks at me, swallows some of his spit, I know he's getting nervous. His pretty little wife doesn't know that he's a monster, child molesting freak, who takes pleasure in hurting the mentally ill, who are helpless, and scared to say anything to anybody. Looks like I am about to release some skeletons out of his closet.
"I don't know what you're talking about, that was so long ago I can't even remember what I had for breakfast." He said with a nervous smile.
"I'm pretty sure I can jog your memory." Soon as I say that there's a knock at the door. This is unusual because they never have company on the weekend, it's been like that for a month! Time to improvise.
"I'll get that, you two don't say anything until I get I want to hear everything." Jennifer said getting up and walking to the door.
As she left the kitchen, I got up, sat next to Nathan, leaned over "You know I know you didn't forget, you were so proud of your work back then and I know you kept those tapes." I said.
"Unceal I am very sorr ...." I cut him off by covering his mouth and hushing him.
"Shhh, it's okay now I want you to go find those tapes, give me those tapes, find some rope, put a kitchen chair in the living room, tie yourself to that kitchen chair, and wait for me." I said pulling my gun out of my pocket, and pointing it at him.
"I don't have any rope." He said with tears coming down his face.
"We'll find something or I can just kill you, your wife and who's ever at the door right now and walk away." I said as I remove my hand from his mouth. "Your decision."
He's shaking with fear, and silently sobbing. He's now feeling helpless, alone, afraid just like his patients. Nathan was smiles and laughter when he was in control but not so much now. He has to pay for his consequences, his past has caught up to him. Just because Nathan retired doesn't mean that undoes all of his dirty work.
"Okay, I'll be right back." He answers and I move out of his way allowing him to get up.
"If you call the cops your pretty little wife will die. Try anything funny, you'll regret it." I said going towards the living room.
He nods his head and head towards his bedroom, looking old and defeated. What a pathetic old bastard, I'll enjoy this more than he will.
As I approach the living room, I see the wife outside with a guy, the same guy that comes over here when Nathan isn't home. I can't believe this, Christmas has come early and I just got the best Christmas present ever. Everybody's skeletons are getting ready to be released. I head outside "Hey, Jennifer your husband is going to get the tapes, just thought I should let you know." I said with another friendly smile. My smile can make anybody feel comfortable.
"Husband?! You're married?! What the fuck Jennifer!" The man yelled. "And who the fuck are you? You fucking this slut too?"
"Woah, woah buddy that's no way of talking to and or about a female. Just because she outsmarted the both of you." I said walking towards him.
"Unceal it's fine, please go back in the house." Jennifer said.
"Unceal?! Unceal Crow?! You murdering bastard. I'm calling the fucking police." The guy said as he his reaching for his phone.
"Come on pal you don't need to ..." before I could finish I punch him in the face, it stuns him, and I then put him into a rear naked choke dragging him to the house.
"Unceal!! What are you doing?!!!!" Jennifer yelled.
"Come in the house or you'll regret it." I said towards Jennifer as I drag this very skinny, very short guy, he's has to be five foot three, 165 pounds soak and wet. No way he was getting away from me. I can feel him fading away, going to sleep, so I release the hold a little, and throw him onto the ground.
Jennifer enters the house, hyperventilating, sweating, and in shock. She probably wishes she didn't open the door to me now.
"I'm going to fucking kill you." The guy said getting off of the floor and running towards me.
"I don't think so." I said while pulling my gun out and pointing it at him. He stops mid stride, frozen, Jennifer is now quiet also.
"Both of you sit down, relax, and I'll explain everything." I said pointing the gun at the both of them.
They sat down immediately, no arguing, no fighting. Once again I am in full control. I feel the tension coming from these two, I'm the only calm one here. I hear Nathan coming to the living room. He sits the chair in the middle of the living room.
"Who the fuck is he?!" Nathan asked while sitting in the chair.
"Everything will make sense in a few moments." I said. "Did you bring stuff to tie yourself up with?"
"I only have jumper cables, and duct tape." He answers.
"I'll duct tape you to the chair." I said walking towards him. I start to duct tape him to the chair. Feeding off the fear that's in the room. Nathan is looking at his wife with the most disgusted look on his face, Jennifer is shaking with fear, and the guy is sitting there trying to catch his breath from being choked.
I finish tying Nathan up "Now since everyone is here we can start the show. We can all finally know what the fuck is going on." I said grabbing pictures out of my jacket pocket, spreading them all over the coffee table.
"We're going to play a game called "what the fuck is going on here"." I said. "I put a tape in the vhs player, I can't believe you still have one of these. You Nathan tell me what the fuck is going on. After, that video plays I then will flip over one of the pictures and somebody explain what's going on in each picture. If you don't answer in reasonable time then I will cut with my razor blade. Now let's start."