The New Kid, Six: Two-Faced

14 1 4
                                    

(THE CHAPTER STARTS NOW!)























"Nice act, dude." Aniya nang lalaki sa kasama nito at tumabi sa isa.

"You're late," Seryoso nitong sabi.

"Well, they're still awake. Its too difficult to escape and besides its raining."

"Reasons,"

"Shut up, man." Sabay silang tumawa. They tiptoed in the backyard of someone's house.

Napakatahimik ng paligid, at madilim. Tamang-tama sa plano nila. Maingat silang pumasok sa bintana. Walang kahirap-hirap. Umakyat sila sa taas kung sa'n ang taong gusto nilang makita.

Buti nalang nag-iisa ito sa bahay, kaya madali lang nilang puntiryahin. He turned down the electricity to make sure no alarms would sound. They stepped in a room where an old man is sleeping peacefully.

Anger rashes from their body, they want to torture him double the pain as he did to them. But they choose to be calm.

Makakarating din tayo d'yan. He thought and smirked.

He softly wears an surgical gloves as he placed himself on top and carefully opened the mouth of the old hag and slowly put a stinky sock inside of it. He slapped him hard enough to wake him up. They quickly handcuffed his both hands and feet. The old hag mumbled, cried, and sweats.

"Do you still remember us?" Mahina niyang aniya sabay ngisi.

"You fucking pedophile, a homophobic rapist, and a fucking abuser, you deserves to die, you know? You sure remember us, don't you?" Ngisi ng isa.

The old hag, cried as he remembered them. He now felt an instant regret and sorry. He now sweating bullets and rivers of tears falling down his cheeks.

He put a bag on the old man's bed beside him, inside of it is his tool. He act like he's gonna perform a surgery.

"Let's see..." He took a tiny knife out of their bag and stared at it with adoration in his eyes. He ran his fingers through it body. He darted his gaze to the old man, shivering in fear, and looking terrible. He smiled, thinking that this is what they wanted.

The other guy suddenly spoke, in a very very calm tone and manner. "I'm not gonna eat, I'm allergic to people like him." He said, while roaming his eyes around the old man's room.

He smirked. "Of course, I, too, allergic to it. Perhaps, we could donate these meats to the animal shelter." He lightly ran the knife through the old man's sweaty cheeks.

He moved backwards as he took off the blanket, he caress his thighs, the old man slightly felt an electricity, he felt horny. They guy's hands went to the old man's cock but then, he struck the knife to his thighs. He screamed, he tried, but he releases no sounds.

"You're fucking gross, man." He said looking straight to the old hag's eyes.

The blood slowly erupted from his thighs, he took it off and started to peel his skin. The groans of pain was a music to their ears. He was like appeasing the whole town just like that. Closed eyes, he sighed heavily. Feeling so good.

"I think, this one is better." The other guy barged in and waved the grub hoe, a flat bladed having in the simplest form a flat and a thin blade, it is use for digging. The guy on top of the old hag smiled sweetly, his eyes shaped heart as he scanned the tool.

He slowly walked to him, and hand him the tool. "What a beauty..." He said, in an almost whispering way, he slowly darted his eyes on the man floating on his own blood and sweats. He shivered terribly.

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Sep 15, 2020 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

THE NEW KID IN TOWNWhere stories live. Discover now