Twin Tormentors By RARE
Chapter 59
Chapter 59
VERNERO POV
“SHE IS DYING!” Valerie’s scream jolted me out of my daze pulling me to the moment. My body trembled at the sight of Leigh-Ari who laid limp in our arms, her head cradled in my blood-covered hands.
“You have to let the paramedics take her.” Someone called out pushing me to the side. I robotically stood up and absent-mindedly watched as they strapped Leigh-Ari on the stretcher, rolled it out of the warehouse, and placed her in the back of the ambulance.
The heavy sense of nothingness settled heavy on me, numbing everything from the inside. At that time, my heart stopped beating, my mind stopped running, everything stopped and I seized breathing. In that anathematized minute, I was dead. I wasn’t living. The fire burning inside me had been extinguished, breaking to the ground the very remaining stem of my being when Leigh’s body went limp in our arms.
A very weak, tired hand clasped my shoulder,
“Are you coming?” Enzo inquired in a very broken voice. My dazed ass turned and looked at him, his face was red, so flustered and his eyes were so teary like he had just cried buckets. His pain brimmed over, igniting some life inside my numb body.
I stared at him for a good minute and looked at the entrance where they shut the back of the ambulance and took off,
It had to be a dream! There was
he informed softly and tightened
of triumph was so evident and loud on his face. I could almost hear his thoughts and clearly, as
me I was not enough, it all came back and slapped me brutally in my face engulfing me whole. My body began trembling as the rush of adrenalin coursed through my body. I stared down at my bloody hands, the sight of Leigh’s blood caused a chill to drizzle down my spine,
taught me to mask my emotions, he
to be put to
was with him, he needed someone to hold on to. But I couldn’t at the moment, I had to take care of
Woods,” I called out and picked the chains that Leigh was restricted in, then left
the truck and I sat beside them. I needed to be near them, to feast off their fear. I needed to feed off their distress
dear father had always thought he was a unicorn farting rainbows and shit. He always believed he is God and that he runs the shit. No, that was not the case. His time was over, I was the king, I was the GOD! I ran everything with my brother. Not him. And I was so going
hear Enzo’s voice. I was going to make sure that he
make him suffer everything I suffered during my “remodeling phase”. The man in front of him was not his son, no he was not. His son died years ago after being left to die outside for 5 days straight,
man in front of
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