Page 42 of Twist Me

“Two star-crossed lovers have fled the asylum, according to the authorities. Early this morning, Ezello Lavita and Goliath Masters have been reported missing from Hospital Twelve.”

“Fuck…this is not good,” I grabbed the soda next to me and popped the can open.

“There’s a high-security alert still active, and everyone is looking for these dangerous and deranged criminals, according to the warden of the prison affiliated with Hospital Twelve. A nurse said that Goliath and Ezello were fated lovers and often seen canoodling with each other. Can the department track down the unhinged couple before something bad happens, or will The Reaper claim them for their own? Next time on….”

I threw the remote at the stupid cube at the front. Fucking Katerina. She must have been pissed after all. Why hadn’t I just let her suck my cock that night? And ‘fated lovers?’ Are you fucking joking?

My sister was only in her thirties but still lived like an old lady. So, it was easy to find the age-old landline telephone and dial the hidden cell phone at the asylum.

Pharaoh picked up on the first ring.

“Have you gone mental, brother? What the fuck are you on? The whole goddamn police force is sniffing around here now looking for you, numbnuts!”

I waited for Roe to calm the fuck down.

“The situation is not what it’s been painted to be, Pharaoh.”

He snorted. “Yeah? Well, it looks like you and ‘your fated lover’ ran off together to sing Kum-Ba-fucking-Yah. Meanwhile, your brothers are rotting in a psych ward, getting drilled by every cop in Texas, including your goddamn ex-partner!”

Quinn was there? That was a bonus to the whole ‘fuck you pie.’

“Look, Roe. Ezello was nearly killed. I followed the screaming and found her and The Reaper. The fucker was trying to drown her.”

Pharoah stopped grumbling, and Judas wasn’t singing in the background anymore.

A button was pressed, and Roe said, “Explain what the fuck happened, Goliath.”

“Yeah, man. And where are you even at?” Judas added.

I looked at my feet, knowing it would be found out eventually.“I’m at Tal’s.”

As I expected, the other line went absolutely chaotic.

“Taliah’s? As in our traitorous bitch of a sister? That, Tal?”

Behind the anger, Pharoah and Judas sounded hurt, which ate at me.

I sighed and pushed my hair out of my face. “Look, guys, Ezello was hurt. Bad. She’s shredded. Her whole body looks like a cheese grater had an orgy on it. I couldn’t save her on my own. You understand, right?”

The line was silent for so long I thought they’d hung up, but I wished for the latter when they next spoke.

“Yeah. It’s crystal fucking clear that pussy you’ve known a few weeks means more than your own blood. Watch your back out there, Lith, becausewewon’t be anymore.”

Pain.

So much pain.

It felt like I was being engulfed in flames, but I was incapable of moving away as the fire burned through me. ‘Play with fire, and you get burned.’ Of course, I deserved this.

“Hey there, sweet cheeks. You had one hell of a battle with Krueger, but you should heal up nicely, thanks to my skills. No grafts were needed, and the stitches I put in will dissolve.”

I searched around the painfully lit room that smelled like cold metal and antiseptic.A beautiful woman with long, dreaded, silvery blue hair and sassy, icy-colored eyes met my gaze. She looked familiar, but I hadn’t met her…had I?

“If you’re looking for your moron of a boyfriend, he’s probably eating my damn food. I’ll go get him. In the meantime, you rest and know you’re safe. My name is Doctor Masters. You can call me Taliah.”

I blinked at her. Masters. She was related to Goliath. She looked too young to be his mother, so would that mean his aunt? Sister, maybe?

Reading my thoughts, she said, “Yes, the dumbass trio you know are my brothers. Goliath brought you to me a few days ago. You must mean something to the brute because he’d never have knocked on my door if you didn’t.”

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