Page 48 of The Filth Kings II

“He killed my mother out of jealousy… My father never loved my mother, he only used her to conceive me. I refused to expose my face to the news as the person responsible for rebuilding Arkville. I want no parts in that anymore after I saw what a true monster Impurity really is. He wants all of his kids dead after one of them left him for dead. I still don’t know what happened to Robert, my father. I’ve been going along with whatever Impurity instructed me to do until he cut my kidney out while I remained awake…It was the—worse thing that I have ever had to endure?—”

“Did you…” I paused to get my temper under control.

“You asked for Octavio’s address…did you…attempt to turn against me…for…Impurity.” I dropped her hand as if it was poison then stood up.

“I kept this all from you…because?—”

“Shut the fuck up! Don’t give me any excuses! You wanted to hurt my man? You know how much love and devotion I have for him, Syren! How would that make me look to him and my in laws?!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.

“Please, I don’t have much time! Call Octavio and tell him to come here. I’ll tell them everything they need to know! They won’t be able to find Impurity without me!” Syren’s pleas fell upon death ears.

The last time Ry Ry exploded inside of me it was bad. I was only thirteen when she became enraged from a stranger hitting my pet dog off the road and killing it. Right now, it felt like a small crack behind my eyes, a whisper of pressure as I could witness Ry Ry’s shadow pacing back and forth in the front of my skull. I was already spiraling, teetering on the edge of something dark and dangerous.

I heard Syren say Octavio’s name again, and something inside of me snapped.

“You tried to set him up?” I asked again.

I blinked at her, hoping that I was hearing all of this shit wrong.

“You tried to ruin my soulmate?” My voice didn’t feel like my voice, it was too calm and flat, like the calm before the hurricane arrived.

“I didn’t mean to, I thought he had a hand in killing Robert, my father! They are all dangerous, can’t you see how I look!” She tried to yell but her voice cracked.

“Not my Octavio.” I shook my head, trying to rid the voice that was now loud and clear inside of my head.

“They all are! Look what Impurity did to me! He will do it to anyone that gets in the way!”

“Shut up,” I whispered but it came out strangled.

KILL HER!Ry Ry’s voice hissed, cold and sharp. She was me but more twisted, unforgiving, and cold. I accepted her as being the part of me that I couldn’t let take control or things would always end up bad.She betrayed you, she deserves this shit! She thinks she knows us better than you. KILL HER!My breath hitched. I took a step back, then a step forward. I clutched my head then dug my nails into my scalp. I wanted to rip the voice out with force before I acted out on what it was telling me to do.

“Stop, I love Syren…she’s my best friend!” I growled to the voice.

“I’m trying to save you, Rylie Rose! Take your medicine, and call Octavio please.” Syren cried out.

I screamed violently, so loud that it stung my ears.

“YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I NEED! YOU NEVER DID!” I howled as my hands flailed through the air.

Before I could stop myself, I walked toward the end table and knocked over a glass lamp. Glass shattered across the hardwood floor. I couldn’t feel shit, I was no longer inside of my body, I was now watching myself unravel. Syren fell to the floor and slowly moved herself across the room.

“Please, it was a mistake!” She spoke as she kept dragging her weak body across the room.

“I didn’t know what I was getting myself in, but I know that they are all dangerous men! You don’t know him the way that you think you do!” She whimpered out.

“I KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM!” I screamed again, my voice was torn and unrecognizable.

“I WATCH HIM! I FEEL HIM, I BREATHE FOR HIM, AND YOU TRIED TO HURT HIM, BITCH!”KILL HER!I was losing control of myself and the voice I fought hard to stay in control but was losing the battle. I stomped toward the kitchen; when I got there, I snatched the drawer open. I could feel the cool weight of a knife, I could already imagine the scene before it happened. Her blood on my hands, her being gone and Octavio being safe.

My legs wouldn’t move. I dropped to my knees instead then slammed my fists against the floor as I screamed then clawed at my throat.

“Please stop! Everybody deserves to be forgiven!! Get out of my head! GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!” I cried desperately then stopped when I heard his voice…my medicine, my cure.

“Rylie Rose, I’m on the way baby, calm down.”

He called me baby, he cared about me. I lifted my head, and it was Syren with my phone in her hand. In seconds, I was being held in her arms tightly, we both cried in each other’s arms. I pulled away from her to look her in the eyes.

“I love you…but you can’t ever hurt him. I’ll die for him, go to hell for him…If I ever have to choose between you and him…” My voice trailed off as another sob took me.

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