Page 40 of The Filth Kings

He looked to be lost in his own painful memories, I saw raw emotions written on his face that I never seen before.

“Jalissa was nothing when I met her, just a shell with her beauty leading the way for her. She wasn’t supposed to be more than just a solid fuck for me. I never wanted kids, but I fell for her and tried to grant her wishes, even if it wasn’t fully fulfilled. I did my best because she was supposed to love me.” He munched hard on his tobacco leaves through each pained word he spoke to me.

“I was wrong, so now I’m sitting here to give you this little bit of advice, Detavio… You don’t need love. It’s just a chain, and a shackle that will hold you down then fuck up whatever vision that you have for yourself that keeps you going.” He stood up then spat out dark gooey spit again.

“Without Mercy…” He walked to the window and pointed out of it as a gesture.

“Without hesitation… Out in the world, they’ll laugh at your pain, they’ll mock you, all because you let love take ahold of you. I don’t know how to raise any kid, but what I’m telling you now is worth holding on to. I won’t trust a soul ever again with my heart, and I’d never show empathy, not even to you. I only kept you because I see so much potential in you to carry on the Decebal name when I am no longer here. If you have any emotion, you keep it to yourself and bury it. As long as you are here, on my land, you will stand tall. You will never show a soul your weaknesses. I mean it boy!” He pointed his black ink covered finger my way.

“You and I are more alike, and the older you get the more you will see. You’ll feel it more as you grow. The Temptation… He’ll come for you, like he did for me, he comes for all of us… and when he does, you’ll know that you belong to him. You’ll give in after a while too, because you will see how cursed and dark you are since God himself never lends a hand to help you out of the dark pit your stuck inside of. You know who he is…it’s what you think of me…” He chuckled dryly.

His words ate away at my mind like parasites.

“It’s time you start earning your keep around here. You turned thirteen today, right?” He smirked evilly.

“Twelve.” I corrected him, timidly.

“I turned twelve.” I repeated with confidence and a small swell of happiness bloomed inside of me.

“Doesn’t matter, you start work tonight. I can’t cut these bodies up alone to get them on ice fast enough to sell anymore. I just killed two of my best men for stealing organs and making a profit off of them. It’s time for me to keep it in the family. Plus, Herringbone will be getting me a PR to help me run for mayor of Arkville. While I’m busy learning how to properly speak and use all of these so-called professional terms, you will work in the pit whenever you’re asked to. I showed you already how to do it, now you will work until your old enough to decide what it is that you want to do. As long as you live here, the pit is your duty. You got ten minutes to get your emotions in check and get your ass down there to get to work.” He stomped toward the door.

“Oh, and I have a little treat for you later tonight. Julius mentioned that he had a doctor come check you out. He told me about the buckets of cum stained to your sheets and he said it’s abnormal. The doctor said it’s a rare condition and that it’s best for you to relieve yourself once every two hours. I hope you’re not gay like Octavio is?—”

“I’m not!” I quickly answered.

“Then why do you jack off when there’s women all over this damn house?” He sneered as he looked over at me with disgust.

I didn’t know how to explain to Impurity that my hormones raged. I started jacking off a lot in my room after seeing all of the naked women around here. I witnessed them fucking and sucking on one another as he watched them intently like he was studying them for a quiz. I didn’t know what to do, so I fisted my dick and didn’t know who to tell after seeing all the cum that shot out of it.

“Speak boy!” his voice boomed.

“I don’t know, I see a lot of beautiful women and?—”

“A closed mouth don’t get fed around here. You’re a man now, and a Decebal man at that. I’m sending one of the women up tonight after you finish work. You can consider it one of your first and last birthday gifts from me.” He walked out of the room.

Present…

The persistent hand that prodded at my shoulder woke me out of my deep slumber. I cracked my eyes open, disoriented; the harsh light stabbed at my eyes. I could smell his pungent ass before I fully laid eyes on him. Herringbone snorted and mumbled something under his breath as he called my name again.

His breath was foul, it smelled like old coffee and greasy fast food that he never brushed away. The smell radiating off of his body was rancid, like the smell of sweat mixed with an unwashed ass. The smell that came off of Herringbone was suffocating, it pissed me off that he dared to come around me smelling that way.

“I have to have answers for Impurity within the next hour or I’m done.” He spoke frantically.

I sat up in my chair and looked past Herringbone’s wide body. I locked eyes with Monster’s dark eyes as I quickly remembered that I was the reason for the patches on his arm and left leg.

“Mr. Herringbone, did you piss or shit on yourself?” I asked him.

I was growing angrier by the second.

“B-both, Impurity was quite upset when I called asking for his doctor. The one that you normally have on call is on vacation. I had to get here right away, no time to change…m—my diaper.” He stuttered over his words.

“Maylee was supposed to inform me of my doctor going on vacation.” I muttered more so to myself.

“What is going on? Why is Mon Mon injured?” He asked as he wiped sweat away from his pasty forehead.

“None of your concern. Tell Impurity that Jalissa paid me a visit. Let him know that I will come and see him in a few days. I plan on going to get Angel tonight,” I told him.

I eyed my watch and noted that it was eleven-o-clock at night.

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