Page 67 of Bloody Quarter

“You got them both?”

“Yes, I did. Just for you, Doll. They are yours to play with,” I said, wrapping my arm around her waist. “It’s impolite not to say hi, guys,” I scolded, my voice as warm as hugging ice in the dead of winter. My lips turned up as they both greeted Alora like the dutiful toys that they were.

“Alora, wow…it has been so long, you look…good,” Johnny said conversationally, which only made him look ridiculous as he hung there naked. He was my worm on a hook…technically, they both were, but Johnny was playing the staring role. “Did you, um…did you send him to get us?” Johnny glanced at me, and I could almost see him calculating the odds of pacifying Alora to let them go. He was wrong, but crushing his glimmer of hope this soon was not as much fun as watching it fade before it was snubbed out.

Doll glanced at me and then at Johnny. “I may have asked the devil for your long, slow, painful death for what you did to me, my sister, Tammy, and everyone else you hurt the night of the party. I’ll be honest, I didn’t expect him to send someone to collect, though.” Johnny licked his lips.

“I should’ve known that you’d do something insane once your ass was out of the cage. You were completely unhinged the night of the party. You ruined my life with that tire iron. My football career was over,” Keith growled.

I pointed at him. “Shut the fuck up until you’re spoken to, or I’m grabbing that candle over there, and we’ll see if I can shove it up the hole of your cock until only the wick is sticking out. But I can assure you the sheer excruciating pain of the flame inching its way up the inside of your pathetic little dick as it burns you from the inside out will make you wish you were never born.” I might have been hanging around Lennox for too long if I was willing to use fire. I was not a fan of the smell of burning flesh, but the fear in Keith’s eyes as he snapped his mouth shut was worth following through.

Alora stared at me, and I winked. She turned back to Johnny, and I truly adored how she understood me without having to explain in detail.

“I need to know something. Why did you invite Evie to that party in the first place? And why did you let Keith hurt her if you cared about her at all?” Johhny looked away from Alora, a shadow of guilt crossing his face. “You did care about her, didn’t you?”

“I did, but….” Johnny looked over his shoulder at Keith. “I didn’t think he was going to go that far.”

“Fuck you. Ya goddamn well knew why the girls were there. It was a fucking party and a closet. What that fuck? It wasn’t rocket science,” Keith said, but I let it slide.

“Don’t fucking give me that. It was supposed to be first base only. No one said anything about raping anyone.”

First base? Did anyone use that term anymore? It was kind of a shame that Johnny was going to die. It seemed like his brother had snowed him as much as he had the justice system. But he also never came forward to tell anyone that his brother chased after Alora. That was enough for me.

“It wasn’t rape, the little b—” Keith looked at me and swallowed. “She said she wanted to try more than kissing and getting fingered by tiny hands over there,” he finished.

“Shut up,” Alora growled at him, her fists balling as she glared at Keith.

“You heard her. One more word out of your mouth before a question is asked of you, and I get to play. You won’t like the games I choose, trust me.”

When all was quiet, Johnny continued. “Evie did go into the closet with him willingly. Just like all the other girls. But I swear they were only supposed to make out.”

“So, you let her make out with your brother?” Alora shook her head. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“It was part of the game. We all agreed to the rules, and I said I was fine with it when Evie said I could kiss one of the other girls. It was just supposed to be fun. You know, try new experiences. I mean, she and Tammy were both interested with it being all the older guys.”

“Fun? Yeah, until it wasn’t. Of course, they were infatuated with a bunch of college jocks showing interest in them.” Alora pinched the bridge of her nose, and it was easy to see this was stressing her out. I wanted her to have fun killing them, but not like this. She stepped away from my side and slipped the coat off her shoulders. Taking it from her, I hung it on the hook with our change of clothes I’d already brought in preparation for the night’s festivities.

“Look, I don’t know what to say. I was fifteen, stupid, and looked up to my brother. I didn’t know until they came out what happened.” Keith opened his mouth to say something. I picked up one of the candles, and his eyes filled with terror. He wisely didn’t speak. “By then, it was too late. Evie was crying and ran outside with Tammy. I didn’t know what to do.”

“I just want to make sure I have your story straight. You invited your girlfriend to a party with a bunch of older guys, let her go into a closet with your brother, and you didn’t think it was odd that they were gone longer than everyone else? I’m assuming she struggled or yelled. At the very least, I would think that by college, he could last longer than two seconds, but I could be wrong.”

“Fuck off,” Keith yelled and then screamed like a baby as I marched over to him. “No, no, no, please. I’ll be quiet. I swear.”

“Too late, I warned you.”

His chains rattled as he thrashed, trying to get further away, but I snatched his cock and squeezed it hard, the tip quickly turning a violent shade of purple. Keith yelled louder. “Already screaming? Fuck, Keith. You’ll be begging to die way too soon.” I sneered at him. “Good thing you’re not a woman. They push babies the size of watermelons out of their pussies. Do you want me to get a watermelon, Keith?”

“Please, please don’t do this.”

“Beg some more. I like it.” Smiling at him, I locked eyes with the man who had caused my doll so much pain. Spitting on the butt end, I pushed and twisted the candle into the tiny hole, stretching it open one millimeter at a time. I soaked in the pain-filled screams until half of the wax was lodged in his dick. The tip of his cock was stretched obscenely like a snake extending its jaw to eat its prey.

Keith whimpered and slumped against his chains as I let his cock go. Blood dripped on the floor, but it didn’t stop the small flame from curling up over the lip of the candle, pointing dangerously at his skin. Johnny was looking over his shoulder. I smirked at him as I patted Keith’s cheek. Another blubbering whimper escaped his lips, and I pressed my finger to them.

“Now, shhh. Be good and shut the fuck up, Keith, or I’ll push it the rest of the way in like I promised.” He nodded furiously, and I removed my finger.

Crossing my arms, I walked around to stand beside Alora. Johnny was noticeably shaking, and I loved it. Everything about this felt right. I never thought having a partner would feel so fulfilling, but Alora completed this kill for me. Just like how walking in and seeing her all bloody from killing Landry had almost made me come on the spot.

“Will you show me how to torture him and keep him alive,” Alora asked, and I pulled her into my arms and dropped my lips to hers. It took more self-control than it should not to devour her right now as my body strained and demanded to claim her in front of them.