Page 16 of Bells

“What the fuck are you doing?” I snarled, my forearm digging deep into his throat as he shook beneath me.

“N-nothing—”

“I saw you looking at her.Isabella. You were touching your fucking dick, you sick fuck.” I pressed my arm harder into his neck until he wheezed, his face reddening.

I couldn’t help myself. All I could think about was killing this weasel fuck after seeing him jerking his dick behind a bush while watching Bells eat her lunch beside me. I’d rushed the bush where he was and now here we were, his face red and his dick hanging.

“You’re a sick, twisted piece of garbage.” I growled at him. “You don’t deserve the fucking air you breathe. Is this what you do? Jerk-off behind bushes and watch women?”

“I-I can’t help-help it,” he choked out. “My disorder—”

“Fuck your disorder.” I slammed him against the bricks again, earning more tears and snotty sobs from him. “You do know what’s right and wrong, don’t you?”

He shook beneath my hold but didn’t say anything.

“Of course he knows,” a soft voice called out. “We all know right from wrong. But sometimes wrong feelssoright. Right, Danny?”

I looked to my left to see Asylum standing in the shadows looking sinister in his Chapel Crest uniform, his black hair a wild mess. He stepped out of the shadows and approached slowly. This fucker was crazy. They said he was schizophrenic. Heard voices. Saw shit. Talked to the monsters only he could see.

Asylum, or Seth Cain, was a creepy fucker with his piercing blue eyes and twisted smile. Rumor had it that he popped out his stepdad’s eyes and forced him to eat them after tying him up.

As watchers, we worked around Asylum. For as crazy as he was, he never had a shortage of bitches worshipping at his feet. He’d have been one of us if he wasn’t so damn. . . odd. I knew he would have been.

Of course, none of us could stand him either, so that was another issue.

“Get lost, Asylum,” I snapped. “This doesn’t concern you.”

He stopped beside me and cocked his head as he took in the scene.

“You know what’s so funny about this situation?” he finally asked.

“Enlighten me.” I narrowed my eyes at him.

A tiny smirk cut his lips up as he reached out and brushed a piece of Danny’s hair away from his sweaty forehead.

“It’s that you’re punishing him for the wrong reason.”

I ground my teeth. “He was jerking off over here while watching my girl.”

“Yourgirl.” Asylum chuckled. “Ah, if only.”

I was tiring of Asylum’s bullshit and it had only been a few minutes since he’d arrived. He needed to get lost so I could get the fuck out of there.

“Fuck off,” I said, focusing back on Danny who was still shaking like a leaf.

“P-please,” Danny stuttered.

“Please what?” I demanded. “What do you want, you fucking piece of shit?”

“Just tell him who you were really looking at. Quickly. I’d like to have his undivided attention once you’re done.” Asylum leaned against the wall next to Danny and winked at me. “I’m talking about you, man bun.”

Fucking prick.

“I-I can’t,” Danny wept. “H-he’ll kill me.”

“I’llkill you,” Asylum said easily. “If you don’t. I’m growing bored. My mind tends to wander to darker places when that happens.”

I slammed Danny once more against the wall. “Who the fuck were you jerking off to? Last chance before I feed you your own cock.”

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