Page 26 of The Filth Kings II

“I loved Jalissa, I still love her in ways that I don’t understand. I loved her so much growing up…I knew it was wrong for her to call me Octavia…I knew it was wrong to lie to her and tell her that I liked boys to please her. She loved on me, she was gentle most of the time until she had her moments when she snapped and was mean. She had a drinking problem, she did drugs from time to time…I always acted like I wasn’t aware of any of it in front of her, but I always knew when there was a substance involved. She always wanted a daughter…in her drunken stupors she’d admit to it and say how a daughter of hers would be the better reflection of herself. So I fell into the role and hated it all in the same breath. Kids bullied me for being different. I barely had any friends growing up. She treated me better than she treated y’all. So…” I took a deep breath and flicked my eyes over at Monster.

“I can see the weight behind all of our eyes…the weight of our parents. The years of you and Detavio swallowing down your pain. The world won’t let you two be anything but strong. Monster, you were sold, they not only tortured your body, scarring you with permanent marks to always remember the sick shit…they broke you and your spirit too. We all got our own scars, except yours show. You never have to prove to us that you are strong, because we know it. Same for you, Detavio…it hurts to see you drinking because it’s doing more harm than good. It’s hard to be around you when you are drinking because it reminds me of Jalissa,” I admitted.

Seconds later, Detavio set the bottle down and shook his head in disgust.

“No matter how dark shit gets with either of us…I got you guys like y’all got me. I love you guys, and I won’t hide nothing because you guys are the only family I got.” I swallowed down hard.

Fuck it!I tried to tuck my lip to stop my bottom lip from trembling. I forced myself to keep my head lifted high as I continued to flick my eyes back and forth between both of my brothers. I let my tears fall freely as my heart thudded hard against my chest.

“Who’s stalking you, Octavio?” Monster’s eyes shifted back emotionless. I was happy that I got everything off my chest. Monster, Detavio, and I seemed to know when it was best to change the subject.

“Rylie Rose…” I whispered her name like it was a curse.

I hadn’t heard nor saw her since she broke into my office.

“You like it, don’t you?” Detavio smirked.

“You sick as fuck, Detavio.” Monster chuckled.

“Something told me that you were as twisted as us.” Monster pointed at Detavio then back at himself.

We all remained silent for a couple of seconds before the three of us chuckled at the same time. After having enough time to think about our interaction, it was hard to say out loud that I liked it. I was supposed to file a restraining order against her but didn’t. I told myself that it was fucked up, and that she needed help. But there was still something inside of me that ignited from the feral look she gave me.

The way she talked about me to my face while she looked deep into my eyes felt like I was something sacred to her.

“Well?” Detavio smirked at me.

“I like it.” I admitted shamefully.

“What about it do you like?” Detavio pressed for answers.

“I don’t really know…it’s a lot that I can pinpoint…she’s been watching me for years…I think?—”

“Years?” Monster cut me off.

“Her name is Rylie Rose?” Detavio asked.

“Yes, and she demands that I call her by her first and last name,” I added.

“I’m going to look into her.” Monster sat up in his seat.

“She’s a nut case, and she’s?—”

“I already looked deep into her. She has Schizophrenia. Her parents are in jail for fraud…she also has a transgender roommate by the name of Syren. Rylie wants me to submit to her in the bedroom. She has watched all of my porn. I think her obsession started years ago when I first started filming.” That realization just hit me as I talked to them.

“Submit? She wants you to submit to her like you a female or some shit…wait…are you considering it?” Detavio frowned his face up in confusion.

I remained silent as Rylie Rose’s words played back in my head.

“Fuck this job. I wanted it but I want you more. I want to see what it’s like to force you into my submission in privacy and while we are out in public, I’m submissive to you. I love you, Octavio.”

“This muthafucka is turned on by it, he’s shifting in his seat!” Detavio said extra loud.

Neosyne whined, I was thankful for my nephew’s interruption. Monster jumped up quickly, he cursed underneath his breath about Detavio waking up his son. Detavio paid Monster’s idle threats no attention, he leaned in close enough until his shoulder bumped into mine.

“You like it, doesn’t matter what me and Monster say, your waiting for her to reappear. Submitting isn’t a thing for me, I dominate. If that’s your thing, do your thing…you just better watch her. Have a little fun, but watch her. I think entertaining a chick that’s her kind of crazy will lead to some toxic shit…toxic is already in our blood line…you can handle it.” Detavio winked at me then moved away.

He talked low enough for only him and I to hear what he was saying. I started to get lost in my thoughts. Rylie Rose was in the forefront of my brain, her smooth brown skin. The way her luscious curves enhanced her features, when she talked to me that day in my office it sounded like an enchantment. I couldn’t entertain her. She was every bit of toxic, a red flag walking. I had to stay away from her.

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