A Delmarno's Lover

18. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙚'𝙨 𝙎𝙖𝙠𝙚

𝗞𝗼𝗹𝗲'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

I knew this man had to die. Even my calmer side wanted him gone by this point, he knew about Charlie. My best friend needed this from me. I love him but he is not a strong enough man for murder. Ty is as always my right hand man for merciless killings but right now I needed his eyes on Molly, as I clearly couldn't trust Charlie anymore.

I watched the blood pour from the wind I had just created on Max's face. I waited until it dropped onto his tacky leather jacket then I drew my eyes back to his. "That hurt?" I purred.

"What do you want? Money?" Max asked me. That's the funniest question I've heard. "Really? I'm Kole Delmarno. I have more money then you and all your 'men' put together." I mocked. "And yet... your still having to do all the dirty work on your own." Max hissed.

"I do it because that's what I want to do. I could easily walk out now and has Gomez kill you. Or I could order fifteen men to come in here and tear you limb from limb. But I'm bored and this is a fun game." I explained, digging the blade i had in my hand into his hand, slightly separating his middle and ring fingers.

He squeaked a little from the pain. "I'll ask again," I sighed, "did. That. Hurt." Whoever this man thought he was. I was better. I'm always better. "Didn't feel a thing." Grunted Max.

I punched him again, this time busting his nose. "Jesus..." I heard Charlie mutter. "Now that's unholy, you shouldn't say the lord's name in vain and all." I laughed. "Don't see a problem with it when the devils in front of me." Joke Charlie, obviously referring to me. I rolled my eyes and laughed.

This was fun, I thought. "So when are you going to let me know the point of this?" Max Snapped. "Actually, there isn't really a point, I just want you to die slowly." I purred. Plunging the blade into his stomach.

Max jolted forward, a face full of terror. "Now I know that one hurt." I giggled. Just then, I heard Charlie's phone ring. "It's... Molly." He whimpered.

I could understand his nerves, here I am with a blade in my hand, raging, and still upset about their little kiss and then she rings him. I could easily end their little affair right then if I gutted him. So like I said, his nerves were understandable.

"Don't answer." I commanded. "She's probably looking for you." He replied. "Or now I'm not around she's booty calling you." I scolded. Knowing it was not the time nor the place, Charlie declined the call and returned his phone back to his pocket.

As if I'd want to hear their silly excuses. Why would I want to know the dirty things they had going on? When she was supposed to be mine. MINE. The word echoed in my head. Mine, mine, mine, mine.

Anger building up, I stabbed Max again, he'd been bleeding out in the chair but my anger came out on him only quickening his death. I intended a punch but I wasn't too bothered with the result.

All of a sudden, all I could see was red, that only mad me angrier, I stabbed again. Then over and over and over. He helped the first three times, and then as the forth pierced his heart. No more yelping.

That didn't stop me, I was outraged now. Out of control. Stabbing and stabbing, blood splattering me u til my face was no longer a slight tan but a red mess. My hair no longer blonde just dyed in crimson.

"KOLE HES DEAD!" Shouted Charlie. His voice only angered me more and this caused me to clatter down on Max's skull, it splitting in half. Shit, I thought. The loud crack of his bone stopped me and I realised. I was a monster. But if your a monster already... why stop there?

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗲'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

I declined the call, obeying Kole and hoping this would calm the rage that I could see building as his shoulders tensed. I was frightened. Was he going to take his rage out on Max or me? I wouldn't be surprised if me and max both landed in a shallow grave by the end of the night.

It seemed we were both deep in thought for the first few minutes, Kole broke this trance by slicing a hole into Max's chest. Petrified, I watched as Kole continued. Blood pouring everywhere, onto the floor over Max and drenching Kole's face. I seen the light go out in his eyes and I wanted to run.

But I also knew if I ran, That would only provoke Kole to chase me. So instead I chose to shout out to him, "KOLE HES DEAD!" Hoping he would snap out of it. It seemed to have worked, I thought I'd done it... but then he turned to me, face red and all I could see was his devilish blue eyes with a look of pure evil.

He staggered towards me like a drunken man. Still, I didn't run. If I was going to die at the hands of my best friend then so be it! But I will not run. He may be a 'Delmarno' but I'm a Gomez, and that didn't stand for nothing.

His arm swung, blade in hand and I closed my eyes ready to meet my fate. It'd be down to hell for me. I felt breath on my face and then I heard it clash into something...

But it wasn't me. It was the wall above my right shoulder, about three centimetres above my shoulder and two from my neck. Kole was in my face. His blue eyes staring at me, noses too close.

"You are my friend, Charlie Gomez." He scowled. He moved back slightly, pulled out a napkin from his trouser pocket and wiped the blood from his face, some splatters stayed dried on there but I could at least see his skin now.

"You'll never die at my hands. Even if you did take my girl from me you backstabbing ass." He added before smirking.

"You bastard! I really thought..." I stuttered, finally breathing. Grasping my chest and peeling my tensed body from the wall. "Then you don't know me too well, Gomez." He growled, wiping his hands with another napkin.

My friend pulled out his phone dialled a number and put it to his ear. "Cleanup in the warehouse. Get it done." He barked. After that, he dropped the call and waltzed toward me.

Before passing me, he leaned into my ear and whispered, "thanks for kissing her tho, I love a competion. Besides they always... bring out the bad guy in me. I think that's good for my profession right?" He waited for a dramatic pause, "Games on." He added quietly.