(My) Monster - A Jeremiah Valeska Story

Kidnapped

Author's Note: Okay guys. I am back with a new chapter. I just really want to tell you all a big thank you for giving my book so much love, especially my dearest harleenxxx. Anyway, this chapter contains a major major twist. Kindly let me know if you like this chapter or I really fucked it up xD.

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"LET GO OFF ME. YOU'RE HURTING ME.. "

I am protesting wildly, thrashing my hands and feet in the air,trying to escape. I'm plastered on the shoulder of Jonathan Crane. Jerome is whistling casually and walking just two steps ahead of me with Jervis.

"Put her down. You're hurting her." I hear him say in his throaty frog like voice.

I feel myself being hoisted back to the ground, making me feel dizzy since I was upside down for a long time. I look around and realize that we all are outside the bunker. The last thing I remember is that a hypnotized Ecco had started fighting with Jeremiah and that was when Jerome grabbed me and yanked me away with him.

My nostrils flare up in anger and with big steps, I reach where Jerome is, grabbing a hold of his arm and yanking him roughly towards me.

"Jerome? Where are you taking me?"

Jerome smiles evilly, his scarred face flexing and stretching till almost his ears.

"To a music festival. I hope you like music." He throws his head back and starts cackling.

A van from Genovese Meats is parked by the edge of the forest. Jerome pulls open the door of the back and dumps me in, shutting the door behind me. Weakly, I slide myself into a corner and put my head over my knees. Jeremiah must be worried. Just then, the back door opens again and I see Jerome walk in, his eyes fixated on me for a few seconds before sliding himself just opposite to me on the floor.

"Listen Ruby. I'm not the monster everyone makes me to be. Don't be afraid. I'm not gonna hurt ya." His voice is soft. Soothing even. I can't believe it. It's all a lie.

"Really? Weren't you the one who stabbed me to death?LIAR!" I throw my head up and throw daggers at him with my stare. He just shrugs nonchalantly and scoots closer to me,placing his hands on my knees.

"That was different. I was a teenager. So many new emotions flowing through ya. You want to kill everybody..Ya know? But now.. I don't really want to kill ya." He croaks.

Nervously, I take a gulp of my saliva and rub my hands over my shoulders and arms, trying to calm my fear induced sudden shivering.

"What will you do to me?" I whisper weakly.

"Now that's a nice question." I feel Jerome's weight over my knees and he shifts his entire body forward ,placing his elbows over my knees and his chin resting in his palms. "I haven't really thought about it. See I act on impulse, much different that your, ahm, husband, he is rational and calculates each and every step. Me, not so much." He skews his head to one side and shakes his head. "I saw you and I liked you, I wanted you to be my trophy."

"Jerome this is madness." I find myself inching my face closer towards Jerome with anger in my eyes. "We're all a little mad in here. Aren't we?" He laughs the laugh he does which sounds so cynical and scary, pointing his finger on my temple and poking it.

Just then, our conversation is interrupted by the rough brakes applied by whoever is driving, which I assume is the Hat guy, Jervis, making my body fly instinctively towards my right and then press hard against the surface on my left. Wincing, I place my palm over my shoulder and rub it to sooth the slight pain over the sore skin. Jerome's face twitches for a second and he angrily gets up from the place he was crouched at and yells with frustration.