THE TORMENTOR
The Tormentor - Episode 33&34
( Blêed•For•Me, Ixora )
Book 1 in the Mindf+ck Trilogy
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When you taste a kind of meal for the first time after having several doubts, but then the meal strangely hits harder than you expected...
It's the exact way Ixora is feeling right now. She's imaginatively on a ferris wheel, and her body is reacting to every fling and jerk.
When she had the drunk-s3x with Romeo that night, they didn't kiss. It was just s+x and continuous banging, so this is her first kiss.
With the satanic Warren Creed?
She nearly melted with the rails, and her eyes kept fluttering as his tongue slid around the top of her mouth like a snake before he shoved it down her throat, causing her to gag.
She choked on his tongue which tastes poisonous like damnation.
But then...she wants the poison.
Is this right?
Is this wrong?
She's not even thinking about any side, but the way her body is reacting.
The way her palms are sweating, the way her eyes are already closed, the way her skin feels so hot.
When did all of these start?
She nearly fell off the rails cos she's resting too much on it, so she quickly held his muscular arms, their saliva mixing in their mouths like aged whiskey as she shut her eyes tighter, kissing him with his deranged pace.
She wasn't expecting normal from him since he's an hellborn. He kisses like he's starving for her soul and the blood in her heart, and his eyes are open under his lashes.
When he saw Ixora's eyes are closed and how madly she's kissing him back without resistance, his demons roared inside of him, then his eyes rolled to the base of the stairs.
The shadow is gone.
He released her, and a hump left her lips when he pulled away from her, her lips so red from the roughness.
He expected that since he never leaves anything he touches the same way he met it.
There has to be a change—a deviation. His depravity has to affect her, and he could already see it in her deep brown eyes.
She wants his demons.
No. Rephrase that—her demons wants his demons.
She's got the madness inside of her, and exploring it would be fun.
"Get the jersey, the same jersey. Even if you have to go to the pit of hell to find it" he said point-blank, and that broke her out of her fantasy.
She blinked, but he was already entering the Nest.
He slammed the door, killing her words in her throat.
She sat on one of the steps, rubbing her lips before biting it deep—so deep that it left a cut.
"Such a bî+ch...why did I kiss back? How is he able to do that?" She muttered, finally burying her face in her knees.
Her arm hurts so much, but it's the least of her problems right now.
Where is she gonna find the jersey at?
The last thing she wants to do right now is annoy, so she has to get it.
She remembered throwing it on the road that night before entering the car with Monty and Tina.
What's the assurance that she's gonna find it?
--
[Off limits Nest]
Capri and Anfisa are inside when Warren got in.
Konstantin is probably avoiding his sister, and Ashton is probably dealing with his brother.
"Weren't you supposed to be supervising your father's mines?" Capri asked, rolling the chess piece in his hand.
"He probably killed too much workers and he's tired of seeing dead bodies" Anfisa replied.
"Wrong, War never gets tired of seeing dead bodies" Capri replied.
"Remind me about that often" Anfisa replied, dropping her own chess piece on the board.
Warren ignored the both of them and opened his personal drawer where he took a gun.
He pocketed it and left the Nest.
"Before you ask why he came for it, it's because he can't use any gun that's not his" Capri said.
"You're closer to him than the rest" Anfisa replied.
"There's nothing like that, the four of us know everything about each other, and we have the same level of closeness" Capri replied.
"How about you? Are you still dealing with your problem?" She asked.
"Ghosts of the past never let go easily, bro." Capri replied sensitively.
Anfisa's phone chimed, and she stood when she saw "Evil Witch" on screen.
She walked to the other side of the Nest before picking up.
"Hello, mother?"
"I gave you a month to drag Konstantin down here even if you have to break his legs, and you've already used three days. This call is a reminder" the controlling voice replied.
"Break his legs?" Anfisa chuckled dryly. "He'd kill me before I even touch him, you know the personality of your son, mother"
"He turned out like that cos of the bastards he's mingling with, especially the crippled man's son! He's the major problem, he made Konstantin into a deranged piece of shit like him" the voice came again.
"Konstant has always been a temperamental bastard even before meeting War, so drop it" Anfisa scoffed.
"Like I said, this is a reminder call, bring Konstantin back to Russia, Anfisa" the voice rounded up and ended the call.
"Talking to her is an hardcore exercise, I burnt calories" Anfisa said, cracking her neck as she began walking back to Capri.
"Konstant won't go back to Russia with you" Capri said.
"He has every right not to. Apart from mother and father, he hates someone else down there" Anfisa replied, lifting a glass of punch to her red lips.
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[A Washroom]
The mirror is broken, and the splinter are scattered across the floor, along with drips of blood which is coming out of his wounded knuckles.
Romeo.
He's standing in front of the mirror, eyes murderous and chest inflated like he's gonna burst.
He punched the mirror for the second time, the kiss scene making him lose his mind.
He spat out saliva into the sink and raised his bloody fist to punch the mirror again, but someone entered and held it back.
"Stop hurting yourself jerk!!" Tina yelled.
Roughly, he took his hand from her and punched the mirror, shattering more of it.
"Romeo!!!" She yelled louder, pushing him away from the mirror.
"Ixora" he muttered with a silly blink, and her arms dropped.
"I'm not Ixora, I'm Tina Quinns you fool! Is that how much you like her?" She shouted.
Romeo blinked again, then he turned on the tap and placed his bursted knuckle under it, letting the water run it over.
"Let's go to the clinic" Tina offered, but he just pulled his hand out from the zinc bowl and walked out of the washroom, his blood still dripping.
Tina angrily stormed out too, planning to catch up and give him a punch or something, but he's gone.
"I need to remove my heart at this rate, that stupid organ! There are several hot rich guys in this campus, why him!!!" She kicked the wall angrily.
"Careful, you might hurt yourself though that'd be nice" Bethel said behind her, and she spun around.
"You're just as ill-mannered as your brother. Never in my life have I seen poor people with such big egos!" She said, pushing Bethel out of the way and walking off.
Bethel made faces, sticking out her tongue, but when she turned to leave, she bumped into a smiley guy, and she glared hard.
"I'm Clover, Romeo's course mate" he said.
"You bumped into me, and then silly introduction? So what if you're my brother's mate? Pfft!" she hissed and left him there, walking down the hall.
She suddenly held her chest with an hand, then the wall with the other hand as pains stabbed her chest.
"Bethel?" Clover rushed over, but before he could touch her, she stood straight, facing him and pointing a finger forward.
"Away from me, and stay away from my brother too" she warned and left.
She saw Romeo opposite the cafeteria. He's sitting under a oak tree where several students chill out at.
"Romeo!!" She rushed to him, but when she saw his wounded knuckles, her eyes widened.
"Did you fight with the devil? What happened to you!"
Romeo kept quiet.
"Answer me!" She slapped his shoulder.
Still no answer.
"Let's get you to the clinic then, i dunno who's the senior among us anymore you baby!" she said, dragging him up.
Grudgingly, Romeo followed her.
Clover came to the oak, and when he saw them walking away already, he sighed.
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[Amphitheater]
Monty was the first to lower her gun, and Bronx scoffed.
She turned around and began walking off, but Bronx pulled the trigger and shot the large bulb above
The bulb splintered, and Monty did an head duck, rolling on the ground till she got to the end of the lane where she stood and shot at Bronx's shoulder
"Damn it!!" Bronx grabbed the shoulder, staggering as his blood dropped.
"Was waiting for you to shoot first, thanks for opening the show" Monty said, throwing her gun down as she began walking to him.
Bronx threw down his gun too, walking briskly to her despite his shoulder.
Ashton watched silently at the upper floor till they got to each other and grabbed themselves by the neck.
Bronx's grip was tighter, so Monty got a hold of his arm that she shot, pressing her finger into it.
Immediately she pressed, Bronx growled out, his blood staining Monty's palm.
She didn't stop till he lost his grip on her.
She dragged his head down the mess of bulb on the nearest chair.
She slammed his head on it, and he growled again as blood surged on his face, covering his cheeks.
She grabbed his neck at this point, and Ashton moved when he saw she's gonna break it.
He got his own gun out and shot at the wall, causing it to crack a little.
Monty let go of Bronx, facing up.
"Ashton?" Her eyes shadowed.
Ashton walked down the floor, an hand in pocket.
"Let him go" he said.
"He burnt my father's remains, together with his coffin!" She snarled.
"Your father was already dead before he burnt him, you killing him is unallowed" he replied.
"You think I care about fairness? What's your relationship with him? Why are you saving this motherf+cker!" She yelled.
"You're not killing him, Monty." He replied flatly with zero hint of playfulness.
Monty took another look at Bronx's body on the ground, then at Ashton.
"Don't lose guard, I'll ruin him later" she muttered, walking out of the hall.
Ashton crouched beside Bronx, and the wounded guy opened his eyes slowly, smiling when he saw Ashton.
"Your baby brother might be a jerk, but he's still your brother, isn't it? I knew you'd come" he said.
Ashton tore away his shirt, then he shoved his fingers into the spot where Monty shot him at.
Bronx's screams were ear-piercing when he removed the small bullet from his flesh.
"That's mine! You should have left it in my body you wanker!!" Bronx yelled, sitting up.
Ashton brought the bullet to his mouth and swallowed easily.
Bronx gulped.
Without another word, Ashton walked out of the hall.
Bronx stood to his feet, swaying weakly as he tried to balance.
"Bastard!!!" He screamed.
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[Biology Major]
The third class ended at 12, and Nadine was among the first three students to rush out of the class.
Ixora didn't come back after leaving the class earlier, so she's more than worried right now.
She was still tucking her MacBook into the bag as she exited, meeting Romeo in front of the building.
Romeo pulled her back, and she gasped when she saw his now bandaged hand.
"What happened to your hand?"
"Where's Ixora?" He replied with another question.
"She's not with you?" Her eyes widened.
"No" Romeo replied.
"Oh gawd" she shook her head, rushing off.
Romeo took out his new phone and was about to dial her line when Clover appeared in front of him.
"Hey" he smiled lightly.
"I'm not interested in making friends with you, dude" Romeo replied curtly, walking off.
Ixora's line was ringing, but she's not picking.
He got to the park but her car isn't there too.
She left the school?
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Nadine expected to see Ixora in the cafeteria, but she was disappointed cos Ixora isn't present.
She was trying her line at the same time, but she's not picking up.
"C'mon, Xoxo. C'mon" she muttered, then someone suddenly grabbed her hair from behind.
She whimpered and was about to wriggle when she saw the face.
Konstantin.
"You're... you're holding my hair" she muttered fearfully.
"I'm not blind, of course I'm holding your hair which will be ripped out of your scalp if you don't do as I say" he replied, and she gulped.
"What...do I have to do?"
"Say pu$$y" he replied loudly, and the way she swallowed emptiness showed through her throat.
"VÃ gina" she replied.
"Nah, that's too tame and boring. Say what I said, or you might have to say something worse" he replied, gripping her hair tighter.
"Ashh!!" She winced painfully.
"That's not what I asked" he replied, not reducing his hold.
She began crying, and he threw his face away in irritation.
"Tears will only make me wanna do more nasty things like stripping you naked in here, so why don't you quit the act and say it!" He gnarled.
"P...u$$.. y" she stuttered with sniffles.
"There, that's the name of the sweetest meal existing, memorize it" he replied, letting go of her hair.
Some strands threaded with his fingers, and his hand smells like her as he walked out.
Nadine wiped her tears, running out of the cafeteria.
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[Stonia's Mansion]
"Dafuq!" Kelsey screamed when she arrived at Serena's room and saw her ruined face.
Serena is still crying profusely in front of the mirror.
"Is this why you didn't come to school nor picked my calls? What the hell happened to your face!" Kelsey shouted again.
"It's the devils. Precisely, it was Capri who made my face this way, with a barbed wire" Serena cried.
"A barbed what?" Kelsey's eyes almost fell off.
Serena kept crying.
"Even surgery won't make the scars disappear unless you get a new face, geez! So what's Stonia saying about it?" Kelsey asked, kneeling in front of her.
"She hasn't seen it, but even if she does, you think she'd be concerned? She doesn't care about me, I told you I'm suffering here!" Serena shouted.
"We can't let this slide. I told you i already know how to make Monty regret touching me, right? I guess I'll just take care of the two at the same time. It's another PE session tomorrow, watch how I kill two birds with one stone" Kelsey replied.
"What are you gonna do?" Serena blinked out tears.
"Stay in suspense" Kelsey replied.
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[Mines Subsidiary 5]
This is the fifth spot Warren supervised today according to what Elder Creed wants.
He only agreed to it cos they're all his property anyways, and the Elder's lifespan ain't very long anymore.
He might just decide to off him anytime he likes. Anytime.
He only has to take his wheelchair from him, then boom...
He lands in the grave.
The mine workers are careful to not make any mistake since Warren's supervision is even more ruthless than Elder Creed's.
His gun is beside him, and he already shot two workers who were sleeping at work.
They didn't die, but they landed in the hospital as they should.
Warren is seated under a shed though there's no sun.
The sun didn't appear today, it's a cool day throughout, and weather forecast says there's likely to be a mild typhoon tonight, so there's a curfew, and everyone are expected to be in their homes as at 6pm.
At exactly 4pm, Warren got a new text from Chicago.
ChicAgo: I've been dying to hear about the death of the second bî+ch since the first bî+ch is dead. When is she gonna die?
Warren: You're more eager than me, slû+.
ChicAgo: I can sneak out of jail and do the killing with you. It's been long since I saw you cut someone open and I miss it. Are you gonna cut her open? Which of her organs are you gonna pull out first? The heart? Or the liver?
Warren relaxed on his sofa and was about to text back when a guy was pulled to the ground in front of him.
He's one of the workers.
The captains saluted, then they stepped back.
"He stole a gold bar, just like his predecessors" one of them said.
"You stole?" Warren faced the guy who's shaking.
"It was...it wasn't intentional. The gold mistakenly entered by toe space" he replied, and Warren slapped him, so hard that his nose bled as he landed on the sandy ground.
The captains quickly dragged him back to his knees.
"Try again, did you steal?" Warren stood, towering above the guy.
"I didn't steal, it was—"
Warren interrupted with another slap, and the guy lost a tooth.
Warren rolled up the sleeves of his shirt slowly, his eyes darkening on the thief.
"Did you...steal?" He repeated for the third time.
"Yes I stole" the guy replied.
Warren was about to take his gun when he changed his mind.
He snapped his fingers, and another captain brought a medical tray forward.
From the tray, Warren loaded an injection which he stabbed the thief's neck with.
The guy fell unconscious on the ground.
Warren wore rubber gloves and picked a scalpel from the tray, bending beside him.
Mercilessly, he sliced open the stomach of the thief, and his blood flooded down the area, so much that the captains had to turn their backs on the gory scene.
They couldn't watch.
Warren dug out the heart and liver, placing the two on the tray.
The heart was still beating freshly, and Warren went ahead to snap pictures of it, sending them to Chicago to feed her eyes with.
Chicago sent several laughing emojis immediately, obviously satisfied before texting back.
ChicAgo: And this is the exact same way her heart would look on a tray soon.
Warren smirked, pocketing his phone.
The captains took the empty body away.
"Send the organs to the family house, feed them to Elder Creed's dogs" he ordered, and the organs were taken away.
A buzz from his phone made him retrieve his phone again with his bloody gloves.
It's a text from Capri.
Cap: Did you send pet girl on an errand? Romeo and her friend are searching frantically for her.
Warren's expression didn't change as he lowered the phone, turning it off.
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[A Phone Booth]
A woman wearing a large hat and black shades plus neck muffler, entered the booth.
She looked around to make sure no one is watching before punching a secret line on the dialler.
The line rang for just one sec before the person picked.
"Hello, baby" the woman whispered.
"Do we really have to do this?" A younger voice came from the other end.
"Keep enduring, baby. You're a survivor yunno. It's only safe if you stay there, don't complicate things" the woman replied.
"When are you coming to visit?" The younger voice asked.
"Too many eyes are on me so I can't, for now..." The woman replied curtly when she saw someone coming.
She dropped the telephone and rushed out of the booth, rearranging her disguise before sliding into a corner.
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[Ford Salon, 6:05PM]
Just like the weather forecast said, typhoon is currently happening, accompanied with a large pounding of rain which wet the streets and a ravaging storm.
The wind is so harsh, and the streets are currently free of people cos everyone went in before 6pm as instructed by the government.
Nadine is inside the salon with Romeo, and they're both staring outside the window, witnessing the storm and heavy rain.
Romeo is as restless as f+ck.
Ixora's line is still not going through, she might be somewhere in this heavy wind right now.
He shakily dialled her line again, and when she's still not picking, he smashed the phone.
Second phone...gone.
"Calm down, maybe she's somewhere safe, who knows" Nadine said, adjusting her white cap and sweater.
"Somewhere safe? There's nowhere safe with those animals who calls themselves Satan's Heirs in this city!" Romeo replied, grabbing his coat.
Nadine held him back.
"You can't go out there it's dangerous!" She said.
"Well I don't care, Ixora is out there all alone! I'm gonna visit their evil hideaway and set it in fire" He replied, breaking away and leaving the salon.
Nadine made to follow her, but Bethel pulled her back.
"You're too fragile, you won't be able to withstand the storm out there" she said, and Nadine sighed worriedly.
Stonia and Rafael would probably be crashing out by now.
Christ...what's going on?
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It's like Ixora has left the world behind the moment she left the school in search of the jersey since noon.
She left her phone in the car as she walked around the neighborhood around the road she threw the jersey at, searching for leads.
The jersey isn't in the road or anywhere around the road, so someone must have taken it since it's expensive shit.
She took an umbrella with her, but the moment the typhoon started, the umbrella was blown away from her, so it's her alone in the rain.
No one is in the streets since everyone is currently in their homes, and her shaky hands are hidden in the pocket of her jacket which is as wet as the rest of her.
Her teeth is clashing, her chest is about to burst with cold, her legs stiff and cramping as a result of the water that entered her shoes and socks.
Her hair is in gummed bunches, and the rainwater is dripping down the tailed ends.
She might die of hypothermia at this rate, but it'd be worth it so far she finds the jersey.
Anything to completely buy the devil's forgiveness.
The jacket felt impossibly heavy on her body, and it feels like all her inner organs are gone as she walked like a sick puppy, already feeling madly sick.
Before the typhoon started, a woman told her the location of a guy who gathers trash in this neighborhood, so she's on her way to the place to take a look.
She sighted the small house from afar and quickened her steps.
The heavy wind almost landed her in the puddles, but she held strong against it, covering her face with her fingers and creating space in-between to see as she walked to the house.
She knocked the door twice, but no reply came.
At the third knock, she heard a voice.
"In this life-threatening typhoon? Who the hell is—"
He stopped talking when he opened the door to see her.
It's the same guy who tried to assault her by the roadside on that Hockey Meet Night.
The one Monty hit with a plank on the head.
"It's you again!" His eyes shone.
"I hear you pick garbage, did you happen to see the jersey I was putting on that night? I pulled it off and threw it at the road" she said.
"You mean this?" He raised his sweater to reveal the jersey underneath.
"Yes! I'll give you any amount you want, give it back" she said quickly.
"Amount? I don't give a shit about amount, you know exactly what I want" the guy smiled.
"The jersey" Ixora said, trembling with cold as the wind slammed the door at her face, breaking the wood.
The guy opened the destroyed door again, stepping over the wood to grab her hand.
Ixora kicked him in the middle of his legs, and then she proceeded to punching him in the face.
He passed out on the ground, and just as she was about to bend over and strip the jersey from him, she was attacked from behind.
A punch hit her neck, and she landed on the ground.
Blackout.
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Ten minutes later, Ixora woke up on a shabby bed which smells like cocaine and marijuana.
She tried moving, but her arms and legs has already been chained to the bed, and her eyes widened.
Her stabbed arm is starting to bleed again, staining her pink jacket.
There are two guys in the dimly lit room.
The one with the jersey, and the second one who attacked her from behind earlier.
They're both totally n+ked, and the sight of their bushy pendulous d+cks makes her want to throw up.
"Don't you dare touch me!! Don't touch me shitheads!! My parents don't joke with me!!" She yelled, struggling with the chains.
"Don't worry, your parents will write us an appreciation letter to thank us for making their daughter a woman" the first one said as he rolled c0ndom on his disgusting pènis.
The second one aggressively tore her wet socks away from her legs.
Ixora struggled with the chains, but he pressed her stab wound, and her body pressed against the mattress.
"Ar...ghcc!!!" She cried, her blood colouring the stinking sheets.
"I belong to someone! I belong to a devil you fûckers!!! Stop!!!"
"A devil?" The guys laughed as the second one rolled c0ndom on his pènis too.
"I wish to meet that devil. Do I have to write a letter? Tell me, what do I have to do? I'll bring the devil here and make him watch as we fûck your brains out" the jersey bastard said, climbing the bed too.
He slapped her, and she shrieked.
"Where the hell is that devil!!" He demanded, parting her legs.
"Be careful what you wish for." a ruthless, deep voice stirred by the door.
"The devil is here"
TBC.
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