BEASTLY INFERNO

BEASTLY INFERNO: 7

"I'm going to show you how to butcher a body and give you a human anatomy lesson as a bonus".
~ Tristan

The man fell to his knees, a trembling mess. "Please sir.... I have a wife and children.. I did it for the money so please don't kill me.. I beg you" the tears were flowing down my cheek and dripping off by chin by this time but i didn't care. Why is this happening to me?. This is happening so fast, one minute i was with Elle and the next in the middle of a massacre.

Tristan pulled the man up.. his eyes flashing with anger. "Touching story... Why not add.. my grandmother is in a wheel chair or my grandfather has fucking lung cancer!" I gasped and looked at Tristan with hurt at how he could have talked to the man like that.
"Tristan.... Bring him to me" Heather stood there with a smirk with Dimitri by her side. Tristan dragged the man and threw him at the feet of the couple. "I forgive you... So I'm going to make this quick and painless"

Her nails grew long like talons and with Dimitri's help she shoved her fingers into the man's neck. His face contorted in pain and she dragged her hand up taking the man's head with her and leaving the man without a head. Dimitri let the man go and his headless body dropped to the ground.
She swiped at her palm in disgust and his head fell to the floor. "Baby.. i got my hand's dirty" she stated while looking at Dimitri with pouting lips. He laughed and picked her up and walked into one of the houses.

Five men. I just watched the brutal massacre of five men by the one who calls me his. The people began to disperse while some carried away the dead bodies and after a few minutes everyone was gone. Tristan walked towards me without any expression and picked me up. I was too weak to say anything as he carried me to his house. My feet hit the floor and i bolted to the bathroom and spilled my guts out in the toilet. The headache came back with full force mixed with the nausea. I stood up and looked at the mirror and a person with hollow eyes stared back at me. I looked at my hand and it was covered in blood from when Tristan grabbed me. I rushed to the sink and turned on the faucet. I scrubbed at my hands while fresh tears were coming out. I applied water on my face and flushed the toilet. I took a deep breath and walked outside. He was standing there looking at me with a stoic expression. "come.... You must be hungry" I glared at him. Is this some kind of sick joke. "I'm not hungry" i turned and walked to the bedroom but he was hot on my heels. "I heard you retching in the toilet. So you clearly need food and liquids". He grabbed my arm and spined me around and i was met with his angry face. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"You just killed five guys! In front of me. I-i don't want this! I want to go home to my parents. I want out!" He suddenly laughed like he was crazy. Making me angry. I lifted my hand and hit him across the face hard. He didn't even flinch and his hand on my arm tightened and i groaned in pain.
" I told you Neroli...... I" he halted his words, released my arm and then walked out of the bedroom.. slamming the door shut. I collapsed on the bed brawling my eyes out. I miss everything and i just can't wait to go home.

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I don't know how long i stayed there but when i got up and went outside it was dark. I looked around and there was no sign of Tristan. I was hungry but i couldn't bring myself to eat after what had just happened a few hours ago. I tried to look for my phone but was unsuccessful in the attempt.

I went to the living room and sat down on the couch turning on the television. My eye moved and caught a mini bookshelf near the stand. I walked over to it and bent down checking out his collection, finger running over the spin of the book. They mostly contained classics until i stop at one book. Wolf. I picked it up and went back to the couch forgetting the show playing, i opened it up and started to read.

The werewolf

The werewolf is a mythological animal and the subject of many stories throughout the world-and more than a few nightmares. Werewolves are, according to some legends, people who morph into vicious, powerful wolves. Others are a mutant combination of human and wolf. But all are bloodthirsty beasts who cannot control their lust for killing people and animals.