Page 38 of But I'm Still Standing

The Saints have rules, but they waver on the grey side of thingsand let everyone have a choice, the more I learn. Loopholes and such make it where you can get away with just about anything, if you are a man. A woman on the other hand has to walk a straight line and do as she is told.

I close the journal abruptly and pick up the picture of a dark curly haired girl with green eyes as bright as emeralds. She looks like my mother with Marks eyes. Who are you little sister?

“Christian?” Savvy pulls me out of my thoughts.

“Sorry, angel, what were you saying?” I pull my attention away from the picture and set it back down on the dark wood table. Cami brings a pot of coffee over, setting it down for everyone when she stops, picking up the picture.

“She looks familiar somehow.” She says as she studies the photo before shrugging and putting it back down on the table. I look to Savvy, “Angel?” I ask, trying to get out of my own head.

“How would you feel about letting the moms duke it out? Make them tell each other’s secrets and then see which one wants to live the most.” Savvy asks, making me chuckle as I shake my head.

“Whatever you want. I have no emotional attachment to either of those women other than hate. Let them tear each other apart.” I tell her honestly because I don’t care anymore! The only person I want to make suffer is Max. The Saints have had their fun, but I have as well. While everyone else is sleeping, I have sessions with Max. He has become a great punching bag and a bitch to those Saints who enjoy fucking men. No judgement, just not my thing. I couldn’t just let him sit down there without feeling my wrath for what he did to my wife. He will suffer more than anyone because of the pain he caused her and Shelby. Joe and I have made sure of it. The Saints believe in an eye for an eye, just like we do. Now I’ll make them talk about my mystery sister and where she is. I need to know that she is living a good life. I’ve already decided that I will not bring her into this life if I don’t have to, but I will make sure she is taken care of, either way. I just haveto find her first.

“I still get twenty minutes of being up on my feet, right?” Savvy asks sweetly, batting her eyelashes.

“I’ll give you ten, and only if Doctor Cowan is there just in case, and nothing strenuous!” My voice sounds harsher than I mean for it too, but I will not take any chances with my family.

“I’ll only need five but thanks for the extra!” Savvy smarts off, smiling because she got her way! I love that her feisty side is slowly emerging from the darkness that she has kept herself cloaked in. She puts on a brave face for everyone, but I see when it’s real, and she knows it. I’m glad she has lashed out when she needs to rather than holding it all in. With everything she has been through I just want her to be whole again. If torturing those who hurt her will bring her back to me and make her whole again, then I will give it to her. I will always be the one to give her everything she needs, she has given me so much, how could I not!

Nick and I get Savvy and Mia set up on the sofa with their water, snacks, and remotes to the collars, while everyone else starts getting everything they want to play with out and on the tables. I hand Savvy my phone with our playlist pulled up for her to choose what songs to play. Music has always been her thing. She smiles as she scrolls through the playlist deciding on one and putting the phone down on her lap. “Zombie,” by The Cranberries flows through the surround-sound bouncing off the walls. Savvy grabs the remote, turning it down to a less deafening volume.

“Okay! Round one is moms in the fun room! Mom versus Mom!” Savvy bounces a little, getting excited to finally vanquish all of our demons. I always say they are her demons, but in reality, if they are hers, then they are mine to bare, as well.

Two guards bring out green and black by their collars. Vivian starts to get feisty, and Savvy sends her a shock, bringing her to her knees. The guard makes her crawl into the large room still containingMax’s famous sex bench. The Saints have decided they want to keep it down here for future use with prisoners. Savvy won’t be coming down here after today. She promised this is just another cleansing and then she is done with killing people. All the girls made the same promise to their significant other as well. I know I can never tell her no, but I hope this is the last time she feels the need to exact her revenge.

Once both Vivian and Sylvia are in the room, we all exit, leaving them to their own accord, except for two guards with cattle prods. I watch Savvy as she looks to the other cells, seeing Max chained to the wall once again for her. I see the evil smirk creep up her face at the belt marks that mar his body. I made sure there isn’t an inch of his skin that hasn’t been marked. His fingernails and toenails have also been removed. I enjoyed plucking them all out one by one as he begged and screamed for mercy. Alec came in that night to watch the Saints fuck up Mark for bringing up MJ the way he did. We both had a bourbon after in the library. He promised that MJ would always be cherished and looked after. I know he will be a good husband to her.

“You both deserve death for what you have done not only to your children, but to countless women. Sylvia was just as big a part of the skin and baby trade as Vivian. They decided to work together to get everything they wanted. Sylvia more so to get Vivian to go away for good.

“How much was my baby worth and why?” Savvy asks, her eyes moving to mine as the reality of her question sets in.

“You were going to sell my son!” I shout, ready to go into that room and kill them both myself.

“Five million for the baby and another three for Savvy if she could still conceive after his birth. Your mother promised them to a Saint in Spain to get us rolling in a higher market with less risk, and the money to leave the country without anyone even realizing what we had done, until it was too late. We just had to wait until Savvy gave birth to ship them all to him. He was going to buy all the women at the stockyards and move us all out of the country.You and your son were my ticket to freedom, where no one would ever find me. I was willing to give up MJ when I got to the house that night knowing Alec would never let her go. Your mother planned on selling you the moment you were born, Savannah, but I had to play the long game. Sylvia just wanted you gone and forgotten.” Vivian spits out her words like venom, not caring that she is talking about my wife and child as if they are objects instead of people.

Sylvia has been crying, acting like she is a victim in all of this, when she sold her daughter and granddaughter as if they were a piece of jewelry.

“Turn off the fucking water works; we all know you are just as much of a cunt as the bitch in the collar next to you. You both sold out your own blood, you make me sick!” Savvy yells.

Sylvia looks up with a sinister smile creeping up one side of her face, “You have no idea what a woman is capable of when they spend their entire life playing by the rules, being what our Saints wanted at all times! Them sharing us when they felt like it, yet we couldn’t fuck the same man they shared us with on our own terms. Fuck you all! I never had the mother gene where I just couldn’t imagine my life without you. I never felt anything for my children, in the womb or out! You were all just a means to get what I wanted when I wanted it and from whom I wanted it, at the time. Women forget that when you have the golden pussy, that everyone wants a piece of, you use it to your advantage.” Sylvia has flipped a switch, finally showing her true colors after realizing we won’t feel sorry for her. She is even crazier than we all thought she was.

“Lottie understood what was expected of her after coming to spend a year with us. She even stayed in the same room as Savvy. Poetic, isn’t it? Two sisters torn between three brothers, always choosing who they think is the hero, even though they were blessed with the ability to charm men with just a look to take what they want. You choose love when it doesn’t exist.” Vivian snarls showing the fact that she doesn’t have a soul. Obviously, neither of them do. I shakemy head at the fact that neither of them gives a shit about anyone but themselves!

Both women hit the floor, flopping as Savvy and Mia let them have it continuously holding down the buttons to shock them.

“I’ve heard enough. Fight each other to the death, it’s obvious neither of you have a shred of redeeming qualities left, so winner moves on to the next round!” Savvy yells after her and Mia relents on the shock collars.

We all watch as the guards release them from their leashes and zap them with the cattle prods when they don’t make a move to get up, “You heard her, get up and kill each other!” The skinny tall blonde one taunts them.

Sylvia moves first to get up, but Vivian tackles her, slamming her head on the ground! Sylvia tries to roll Vivian off but doesn’t get far. Mia shocks Vivian, making her fall off of Sylvia giving her time to get up and grab a club filled with screws and nails sticking out of it! She stumbles swinging the club at Vivian and missing, then catches herself with the club on the floor before she falls down. Vivian is up grabbing the cattail whip when she sees the razor blades. She looks towards one of the guards like she will have a chance when Sylvia starts running at her with the club raised as she screams. Vivian whips the cattail hitting her in the throat, with several blades, slicing her neck wide open. It’s as if it’s happening in slow motion as I watch Sylvia stop, dropping the club, then reachs up to her neck with wide eyes, as her shrill scream is taken away instantly. Blood trickles down her neck and arms dripping down to the floor at first in tiny droplets, turning into a red stream as she goes down to her knees before faceplanting at Vivians feet.

I look to Savvy to see a tear escape and roll down her cheek.

“One down, three to go, angel. Let it out.” I kiss Savvy’s temple and get up from the arm of the couch moving into the playroom with Shelby and Joe. They both deserve to hurt this son of a bitch as much as Savvy and I do. Abby has decided to sit this one out and watch it with Savvy and Mia. Cami and MJ are waiting their turn. Plus, Alecis coming to be supportive, and he is across town. So, Mark gets to watch everyone he has cared for be eliminated! What he doesn’t realize is he is no longer needed by the Saints, no matter how tight his ass is. They gave us permission to end them all when we told them of the logs and journals. They agreed to let us help find every child and woman sold. We didn’t give them Vivians’s journal, hoping they would never find out about my sister.

“Bring Pink into the playroom and strap him down face up.” I holler towards the guard as Vivian drops the club and turns to the door where her precious bastard is being dragged in. The guard puts her leash back on and attaches her hook to the wall up high in the corner of the room, making her stay standing up. She is going to get to watch her precious bastard die. Maybe that will bring some kind of emotion to the surface.

Chapter 24

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