Nobody's Girl

Chapter 4

MALUMS POINT OF VIEW

I sit at my desk pulling at my hair, as of daring it to rip off my head. My dad has 4 more months to live give or take. I want my Queen, even if she doesn't want me. I will tie her up and put her in the mother fucking dungeon. As soon as word got out I was looking for a wife surviving women flocked to the palace. I hate them all though, I fuck and chuck them. I donate them to science not caring what happens. I am looking for a specific person. One that doesn't come on to me. One that's not innocent but protected, I like a fight. One that is an independent, strong woman. They are the most fun to break.

I go into my fathers room. Telling him to sign here and there and then leave. My mom died with the disease and ever sense then he's been an abusive father and an alcoholic. Now his liver is dying. I'm not complaining. He does everything wrong. I know there is a rebellion so I am enforcing more soldiers throughout the country. I am starting my tour through towns to look for my girl. I start in Maine. I am specially excited for New York City. I know that is the main headquarters for the rebellion. So I'm spending more time there.

I arrive in Maine and rip through towns killing everyone that gets in my way I need to tell and show them who is in charge. Anyways, I chuck the ones under 15, well, donate them to science sense I don't really give a fuck what happens to them, although I probably should. None of them are who I'm looking for though.

I balence this of course with running the country because my father can hardly do it while he's wasting away. My best friend Reese came through my hotel door without knocking. I get up and glare at him which he ignored it and starts talking,
"So you know as much as I like touring the country finding girls while you get laid I would like to go back home." He says.
"Why do you think I give a fuck what you do." I smirk.
He scoffs, "I know you do even if you don't say it, how about we resume this 'tour' later after your dear old dad says adios amigos."
"Ok first watch your tone, second I'll come back after I've made it too New York City and quell the rebellion. Deal?" I reply.
He huffs out and leaves.
God what an idiot.

I'm in New Hampshire now. When I get a call from my general,
"Prince Malum," he begins.
"WHAT" I snap angrily slamming into an ugly girl.
"We have caught a rebel sir and he is awaiting your interrogation sir." He states
She came and soon after so did I, then I cut out her tongue and give her to the guards.
"Ok coming" and I hang up.

I made my way to the hotel. I open the door to the room and slam it. The prisoner jumps. I punch him in the face.
"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN RUN A REBELLION AGAINST ME!" I yell.
He doesn't respond so I punch him again.
"Because you're weak and young," the rebel said.
I shoot him in the foot.
"WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR!" I say
"Your mom," he jokes
I break his nose.
"Don't make me ask it again," I say, deadly quiet
"I am working for no one I wasn't even a rebel."
"Wasn't?" I question
He bites down on something in his mouth, not before saying,
"We are one, and one is all." As his last words.
"What was his name officer," I say to the general.
"His name was Jack." He replies
"Jspyfl?" I say
He nods and I pump my fist in the air.
Jack or Jspyfl is a famous spy those letters stand for Jack spy for L. We cannot figure out the L but he is, or was, known nationally for assassinations, information leaks and spying. Needless to say I have been waiting for this moment for forever.
I go to my room and shower, trying to get to blood off of me. Sometimes I wish I wasn't like this. The need to kill, have sex and torture. It's not like I want to be like this. However I like the power I have over them, their life is in my hands. It makes me feel godly. Then when I kill them, it's euphoric.

I get out out the shower and heads toward my desk doing paper work until 2am. Then I collapse onto my bed, and enter a dreamless sleep.

I wake up the next morning at 4 am. I then work out until 7 and take a shower. My appearance is everything to me. I dress up in all black everyday, the top few buttons undone and a sliver chain. An appearance is a first impression, and there is only one, I holster my diamond encrusted pistol and go to work. Knock on doors, any women here? No, they always say. Ok thanks i respond. I saunter back to the road, gather my men, and ransack the house. Leaving with a smirk and an occasional woman. People hate me, but with hate comes fear, and with fear comes compliance.

"Yooooo what's up Sir Malum," Reese mocks.
"Fuck you," I growl.
"Soooooo," he clears his throat.
"What," I snap.
"We might or might not have gotten a tip on a girl up north near the border of Vermont, you comin," he responds.
"Give me 2 minutes," I sneer.

I do not know why he is friends with other me I have never been nice to him. Maybe he knows that I need someone other than generals and soldiers near me. He is my only escape into being an actual guy. I'm 20 by the way. Sometimes I just want him to die and leave me alone. Let me wallow in my misery, but he just keeps coming back.

Turns out the lead was fake and I'm headed back to the hotel. When I get a text message,
Prince Malum, where are you?
I huff
I am just coming back from Vermont General.
Ok, there has been an attack
WHAT WHERE?
At the hotel you are staying at, all the women you have captured are free.
Don't let this hit the press!!
Already has sir.
"FUCK!!" I scream, hitting the seat in front of me.
Who. Did. It.
A girl.
A fucking girl?!
Yes sir
Did you capture her?
No
Did you get her name or description
Yes sir we got her description
Well what is it
Big bright blue eyes, brown curly hair 5'2
Ok I'll be there right away.
I think I have found my Queen.