Fifty Two

***Adonis***


I wished to say a word or two to Ruby as she got off my car, but I couldn't find anything to say.

Perhaps, I wished to tell her to hang on. Or to not worry about her father or even Maximus and his gang.

But we live in a world where things happen in really strange ways. In place of such situations, it is usually hard to make promises or give assurances.

So, I maintained my silence and watched as her footsteps led her away from me.

Maybe it's for the best... That we get to be apart for a while. The steps I need to take henceforth might endanger her, so maybe the universe isn't being wicked.

As my hands took charge of the steering wheel, my phone rang. Looking at the screen planted a smirk on my face. The call was from the right person.

"Yes?"

*'I'll text you his address. He is there,'* the man responded and I ended the call.

*'Yes, this is for the best,*' I thought as I engaged my car's gear and stepped on the accelerator.
With my phone in one hand to set my directions, I took a glance at Ruby's house as I sped past and I hoped she would be fine and that her father wouldn't give her a hard time.

~

It was a shabby place...

The real abode of Bryan Lockwood.

Grass unkempt, the wood structure looking a little crooked, the atmosphere a little off, I just had to wonder what Bryan's real deal is.

He basically lives a double life.

A righteous son to his aged parents this minute, a really sneaky and dubious fellow the next moment.

As I got out of my car, I saw that there was nothing much to the immediate environment. There were no neighbours, just short bushes that possibly leads to a thick forest.

Taking a deep sigh, I closed the door and walked towards the entrance, taking the barely visible cemented path.
Once in front of the wooden door that had dark spots here and there, as though trying to tell a tale of when it suffered in the embrace of some fire, I took one more look at the still bushes ahead and hoped I wasn't going to regret my decision to trace Bryan's steps.

The next second, creaking sounds invaded my ears, and my eyes met an unexpected sight.

Bryan's parents.

Seated, facing each other, hands laced together, a small smile planted on their faces, it was easy to tell the state of their existence.

I would guess and say it has been two months since they've been that way.

Bryan must really be skillful considering the fact that their bodies weren't decayed or giving a foul smell.

And it seemed his parents only had each other. With no friends occasionally visiting them, it makes sense that no one has found them in that state.

But why?

Why would Bryan do such a thing? What kind of weird thoughts are planted in his head that he would do things like that?

One more look at the man who was dressed in washed and well-ironed clothes, I realized something. Not only were the bodies well-groomed, but the entire room also wore a look that might shame a cleaning machine. The room was devoid of any dirt, not even a speck of dust.

Trust me, I checked.

As I tried to wrap my head around the entire situation, I heard a giggle from the far end of the house.

Thankfully, the house was a bungalow, it makes things a lot easier. I wouldn't have to climb squeaking stairs and give my presence away.

As my steps advanced, the sounds became clearer. With the giggle reaching my ears again, a murmur following, it was clear that Bryan Lockwood was not alone.

Once in front of the door that would lead me to Bryan, I paused my steps and recalled what I aim to achieve with my intrusion into Bryan's weird abode.

Once that was clear, my left foot did the announcement and it did a good job as the occupants of the room jumped out of their positions, fright on their faces.

It felt so good to see fear in Bryan's eyes, I just had to smirk.

"Oh," I exclaimed softly as my eyes darted to the other person in the room. "Mrs. Cook, I had a feeling I would see you here. What were you two up to?"
I scanned their half-nakedness with false delight on my face. "Were you about to have sex? My bad. I'll be quick with what I have to say."

"Don't come closer. Don't. I'm warning you."

"What are you going to do?" I asked almost excitedly as my steps advanced into the room. "Torture me to death then dress me in your nicest cloth?"

"How did you find me?"

"The same way you found out who I am," I replied as I grabbed a plastic chair close by. As I sat and crossed my legs, fear began to leave Bryan and he looked more confident for a second.

"Why are you here?"

"Hmm..." My eyes darted to Mrs. Cook who began to shake her head, it was as though she was begging me to not say anything about the other day. "I am here to confirm a thing or two."

"What?" Bryan harshly asked.

"I won't waste your time, I promise. Staying here for a long time isn't something I plan to do, trust me."

Lips squeezed as he seemed to bite his nervousness away, Bryan took steps towards me, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared right into my eyes.

It was clear what he wanted to achieve with that. Unfortunately, he must have been misinformed by his source of information.
Not even Maximus keeps a locked gaze with me for a long while, it always tickles him in a bad way, so he used to say.

As the sound of me clearing my throat filled the room, I adjusted my posture, placed my hand underneath my chin, and waited for him to break his unnecessary contact.

Barely seconds passed when he took a deep sigh and said, "Just say what you are here for."

"What do you want from Ruby?"

"I don't want her to be with you," he replied without hesitation and that almost caused a frown on my forehead.

"So..." I stole another glance at Mrs. Cook who looked like she was regretting her life decision. "... do you want to be with her?"

He shrugged. "Maybe. I've always fantasized choking her with my dick, so maybe."

I scoffed inwardly while a small smirk remained on my face. "You have a foul mouth."

"You shouldn't be with her. You are just trying to ruin her."

"And you aren't?"

"I am definitely not."

"Hmm." The next second, my line of sight shifted to my hands which were rubbing against each other. "I know you plan to punish her for '*getting into Caitlin's head*', right?"

"What Caitlin and I do is none of her business, she needs to be taught how to mind her business."

"And how do you plan to do that, when you fully know that I am very much capable of snapping you into half at any chance I'm given?" I asked, the tone of my voice a little intimidating. To add some spice to my words, I shifted forward and glared so hard at him, I could see that fear come back.

"I-"

"During my time as a gangster, I dealt with people worse than you, and trust me, I always made sure to take away their ability to talk back." I felt some kind of thrill as I intimidated him some more with the look in my eyes.

"D-did you cut off people's tongues?"

"No. Not at all."

"Then..."

"Their dicks. Sometimes the balls. Sometimes both," I said with a carefree tone.

"Oh." That fright was finally back. It was clear Bryan was not all he claimed to be.

"Yes. So, you had better think twice before you touch Ruby, I am sure your penis is really special to you," I said as I glanced at his groin area.

"Is that all?"

"Why did you send that woman to my door?"

"Her?" His hand pointed in Mrs. Cook's direction. "I was trying to have some fun with you but it seems you are not easy to break."

"Why do you keep acting like you can get on my nerves? You are just a little boy, there's nothing you can do to me."

"You think so? How about if I finally get Ruby on her knees? How about I make you helpless then have you watch her suck my thick cock?"

I didn't mean to, but a chuckle escaped my lips. It then graduated to a burst of loud laughter. "Seriously..." I saw the frown on Bryan's face and I just had to laugh some more.
"You sure talk a lot. And you sure talk a lot of nonsense. Thick cock? Please."

"What is so funny?"

"You."

"I really mean it, I'll have Ruby kidnapped and-"

"Shut up," I growled at him. Once his mouth clamped shut, I relaxed my made-up stern face and I began to laugh again at how easy it was to scare him.

"I don't know what is so funny. You had better not get on my nerves."

"Hmm..." I commented as my laughter reduced.

"Why are you even here?"

"Why are you keeping a leash on your teacher?"

"She deserves it. She said something she wasn't supposed to say beside me. Do you want to know what that is?"
My brows raised slightly.
"Your name."

My smirk grew bigger. "Adonis Klaus bothers you that much?"

"Yes. I sometimes dream of getting rid of you." I wished to pity as the look of hatred in his eyes made it clear that he has lost any form of sanity. But, he is not someone deserving pity. He doesn't deserve even a pinch of pity.

"Good luck with that Bryan Lockwood. Now, to my real reason for being here..."

"I thought you were done."

"Oh no..." I got up slowly. "I am afraid, this is just the beginning."

"Can you just leave me alone?"

"No." I moved like a predator aiming for his very delicious prey. "I can't leave you alone."

"Why?" His back hit the bed as I leaned closer and a wrong picture was instantly painted but that wasn't my concern.

"Ben Xylem..." His pupils dilated sharply, I knew I was on track. "... you know him, don't you?"

"Why?" The confidence in his voice was gone.

"What kind of question is that? Do I need to remind you?"

"How did you-"

I pinned his arms with my hands to prevent him from escaping from the situation. I finally fished him out and he wasn't going to escape. "Do I need to remind you that you are the one that killed Ben Xylem? Or have you forgotten so fast?"