Chapter 36

ZAVIER (Zero).

Felaray will die by my fvcking hands and that's final.

With each step I took back to the damn house, I still can't forget the shits the bastard has done. The same fvcking bastard that sent Jackson.

The rage boiled inside me whenever I remember Jackson. If Lani wasn't there, I would have thought that bastard more lesson.

But Lani was. Lani....my sweet innocent Lani. Have got to get back to her soon.

I was so dizzy, I can barely make out any fvcking thing, but I know I've gotten to that bastard Felaray s room.

I kicked the door down at the same time, I saw Slaughter with a knife raised, ready to slit his throat.

"Hell, no. The bastard's mine." I grunted, already walking closer to him.

Felaray was beaten black and blue already. The c0cksucker looks half-dead.

"Please....! Don't kill...." He coughed convulsingly, his words cut off.

Slaughter hesitated for a second but he stepped back. I took the knife from him and stood upon the damned object of my fvcking obsession for the past few days.

"I asked you this question twice already, assl'cker but never got an answer, and now I'm gonna ask you the third time. Are you aware that you're gonna die by my fvcking hands, today?"

"Don't do it.....You can't kill me...!" The bastard was speaking damned Hindi. A language I don't understand.

I'll just show him then.

Having no time to waste, I placed the knife on his throat and carved him down to his lower belly. He was shouting like a damned woman, Slaughter stood by the side in his fvcking hood, just staring silently.

I cut him open with the care only a mother fvcking surgeon is 'sposed to have, so he wouldn't die yet and struck my hand into him.

I yanked out all his fvcking intestines and shoved his mouth open, shoving most of it into his mouth. As he convulsed on the very blink of death, I withdrew a grenade and shoved it into his open belly.

Slaughter and I took four steps away from him and instantly, his body bursted to pieces from the inside out.

Done and fvcking dusted.

"Fvck. You're a fvcking executioner." Came a low voice of Slaughter. The asshole is like me....doesn't talk much.

"Bastard deserved a slow torture but I anit got time for that. Chased around my woman, fvcking determined to get her killed. Sent an asshole that abusived and raped her." I glared at the pieces of body and blood that has become Felaray, "Revenge was mine, alright."

"So, it's true what they say in the underground world. Number-fvcking-Zero got himself a woman."

I shook my head hard to ward off the dizziness that was almost overwhelming me. I said nothing.

"Your enemies will always target her." Slaughter stated matter-of-factly.

"My enemies are free to do so. They can only try. It wouldn't end well for them."

The man took me by damned surprise by chuckling softly. "That's how it is with Gretcha."

My head whipped up. "So it is true, you're fvcking married."

"For five years. Best fvcking decision of my damn life." He said simply.

Knowing I've got to get going because of Morris and also because I'm gonna be breaking down soon enough and I don't wanna do so in fvcking Spider's house, I turned and headed for the door.

Suddenly, my head swam. So dam bad, I held onto the doorknob and kept still to stop the shit from happening.

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But it did happen. I found myself sliding to the ground, my vision so damn fuzzy.

That was the last shit I remembered before I blacked out.

LEILANI

When I woke up kneeling down on the cold hard ground, I took a deep breath and shook my head at the thought that I slept the night away in such position.

I said my morning prayers before I got up and headed out of the room. The big house was so quiet the silence was deafening.

I went about making the place more lively, I turned on music and proceded to the kitchen to go and cook.

I can't help worrying about Zavier and Morris, but I tried to stop the thoughts. I cooked and I cleaned, to pass the time.

I did all this in between nibbing at my finger in sheer worry. Is he died? Are they died?

I knew for sure that I just can't live like this. Worrying this way. I won't survive this kind of worry if I have to do it all the time.

I have to get him to quit, I just have to. But then again, can he? He has been killing for so long, can he change?

I have a feeling that the only thing I'll achieve is making him angry and shouting obscenities and stomping around the house like an angry bear.

But I'll still have to try. I just have to!

Three Hours Later.

The alarms went off suddenly.

My body startled at the loudness of the sound that went off in the whole house.

There has been an intruder!

I gasped softly as I closed my bible and rushed out of the bedroom. Fear gripped me tight. I ran to the room upstairs like Zero instructed me.

I looked at the more than 20 laptops that has the surveillance footages showing. I stared fanatically through the laptops but I couldn't find anyone.

And then....! I saw him.

"Oh my God...." The breath left my lungs as I took in the huge man clothed in black hood although, like an avenging angel. Or a descending devil.

He looks as scary as my Zavier, even though I can't see his face.

How did he get back the security of the house and reach to the front door?

Then, he raised his head and stared at me straight in the eyes. I clinged and snapped back in fear.

He knows there's a hidden camera there and he's staring straight at it.

He pushed his face to a small corner of the door and.... "Come and open the door. I know you're in there."

Ohmigod!!!! I stepped away as more fear gripped me. No way am I opening that door, I shook my head to the empty room.

"He did say you'll be like this," The huge man grunted in frustration before he spoke loud again, "I have your fvck---freaking man and his clown with him. I brought them back."

He has Zavier and Morris? He's trying not to cuss? Who is he?

No, I can't open the door, he's baiting me! I stood rooted at the corner of the room in fear.

The man seems to know this, because he turned his head behind him. "You could have told me how to fvcking get into the house too without triggering the damn alarms and getting your woman scared. She's not opening, assh0le."

"Told ya, she won't! You owe me 50 bucks, motherfvcker." I was almost sure that it's Morris voice even though it sounded strained and distorted.

Morris....? I thought. No, no, he's playing with my mind.

But just as I convinced myself of that, Zavier came into view, staggering to the front door. He was bloodied and looking worst for wear.

"Oh God!" I bolted out of the room and ran down the stairs.

He's back! He's back! Nothing else mattered to me. Tears of relief filled my eyes as I rushed towards the front door and punched in the combination of the lock.

The door unlocked and I swung it open. Zavier staggered and fell into my arms.

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