Page 102 of Breaking Sanity
I don’t mean to hurt her but seeing her like that, I just couldn’t keep watching. It made me miss her taste and the blushed color that overpowers her olive fair skin right after she cums. I miss everything about her. I miss what I had with her. A month was not enough time. I would need to be with Alley in every lifetime, on every plane, and in everyuniverse but again still doesn’t feel like it’s enough. Plus, knowing she loves me puts a new level to these feelings. A part of me wishes she would have never said anything but the majority of me is so happy she did. My heart started to beat again after years of being dormant. Although, right now, I wish it was still dormant or dead. Seeing her like this, is driving tiny daggers into it.
“Shadow,” she says. I remain quiet, because honestly, I don’t know what to say to her, yet I have so much to say that she needs to know.
“Shadow,” she repeats, chewing on the side of her lip. I still remain quiet. She nods at my silence and turns to her plastic dresser Gunner brought in yesterday.
“Alley,” I finally say after she’s dressed.
“Yes.”
“We need to talk, Little Monster .”
“Then talk.”
Fuck, here goes nothing.
“Shadow leave,” Baron orders, before the door is even open fully. He seems to be on edge and as much as I want to say this to Alley, right now isn’t the time.
I nod and head for the door.
“Always have to be the obedient pet,” Alley huffs.
My body slightly tenses and my fists clench. My blood boils and I feel like something buried deep, deep in the back of my mind is clawing itself out of the hole it’s in. I am not sure why that bothers me so much, but I now want to ring her fucking neck.
I am no one’s fucking pet!
The loud clicks of the keyboard keys assault my ears as I walk in. Baron sits at his desk typing like he is a squirrel on crack and his whole body is tense. I don’t think he has settled down since The Reaping last night. It’s rare for him to be caught off guard for one, but to be knocked the fuck out is another thing.
Alley snuck out last night and tried to intervene. Vaughn was the one who caught her, and he almost had her added to Purgatory. That is mainly due to the fact Alley tried to help a total of three people escape. Two girls no older than 18 or 19 and a young boy, probably a year younger.
Gunner whisked Alley away, before Carson could get his hands on her. The poor people didn’t get to escape the property, though. Vaughn got to them before we had achance to. Let’s just say he took his anger out on them, since he is not allowed to touch Alley. Baron didn’t know what fully happened until he regained consciousness. After he visited Alley and Gunner, which I can assume didn’t go well given the muffled shouting coming from the bedroom door I was told to guard. Baron stormed out of the bedroom after 20 minutes give or take and has been in this office ever since.
He abruptly stands removing his mask along with his jacket and cuff links fixing his appearance. He aggressively rolls up his shirt sleeves displaying the very detailed tattoo and I am almost envious that the black hasn’t faded after all these years. He started the sleeve right after he graduated, then he and Nik, or more accurately Caine, got the hand tattoos after college and they still look freshly done.
Rummaging through his desk drawers, he pulls out two pairs of cuffs, his knife case and an inflatable ball gag. He unrolls his plethora of knives ranging from a two-inch blade to a mini machete on to the dark wood top. The one that catches my eye is the filleting knife that is smack dab in the middle. That is his favorite out of all of them. The next item is a small medical case with his favorite hallucinogenic concoction along with the syringes and needles. A cold chill shoots down my spine at the site of the combo.
If Baron doesn’t feel like his concoction is doing the trick, he lets the girls’ demons attack them mentally while he cuts them up physically. It’s been a while since he has done it, and I am thankful for that.
The last time he did was about two years ago, and his claim had only been here for about a month, but I don’t ever remember seeing her contract. Plus, it’s unusual for a woman well into her early fifties to be here. Purgatory maybe but not here. I am not sure what he wanted out of her because he was very vague in his questioning, but whatever the information was she never gave it up. Actually, I think she did think about caving but Baron didn’t give her a chance. He ended up cutting her heart out of her chest, as she screamed for mercy. If that isn’t gruesome enough, once the screaming had stopped and the heart in his hand had beat one last time, he broke her already slack jaw. The splintering and crunching of bone continued as he shoved the heart down her throat. I will never forget the thrilled anger that flickered in his eyes when they met mine. It was unnerving to say the least.
“I need you both to be ready for anything today,” he states calmly. Baron picks up the gag and throws it back into the desk drawer before slamming it shut. He places both palms on the desk as he shakes his head in frustration.
“Yes, Doc,” we say in unison.
“Alley will more than likely try to stop Vaughn during this and I need for that not to happen. Use these to restrain her hands and any other method to keep her at a distance. I can’t trust myself or the others to not strangle her after last night.” He lets out a calming breath, handing me the cuffs. “I will give her one chance to behave.”
“Understood,” I nod, taking a quick glance at Eagle. He nods at me then stares ahead.
I know he isn’t happy with how we left the room and my attitude towards Alley. I can agree my stomping off and silent treatment towards her was childish. My Little Monster just knows how to strike the right nerves, and after the night Baron kicked me out of the room before I got a chance to talk to her, there is even more distance between us.
To my dismay, she feels it too. Instead of saying something she pushes buttons. The mixture of her continental sized attitude on top of Eagle’s need to help her antagonize me, irritates the absolute shit out of me. I feel the need to beat both of their asses in very different ways. I kept imagining punching him to the point he falls to the ground, and his head bounces off the hardwood knocking him out.Then I would get Alley on her knees just to fuck that mouth of hers, then she might think twice about opening it just to piss me off. So, before that happened, I stomped off. If I am being honest, part of the reason I stormed out was to conceal my tenting pants from the thought of doing just that. Focusing on the anger and irritation, helps with the urges.
The door opens with Alley and Annie being pushed inside by Logan. Alley spins on her heel, smiling sweetly, she flips him off before slamming the door in his face. Not sure why they chose him to bring them, as Alley beat the shit out of him with a chair.
One month ago
I stand by the door in the dining hall, watching all the girls eat and converse. Well, if I am being honest, I am watching Alley laugh and talk with her friends. She has been doing well for the most part. Minimal trips to solitary and after her and Melanie’s fight, think it’s safe to say that they are avoiding each other for now.
Melanie still likes to try to provoke her by tripping her and elbowing her, stupid high school bully shit. Never did care for it then and sure as shit don’t now, but props to my Little Monster that she has been controlling her anger by not flat out socking her. She gets her jabs in, though.
