Page 14 of Sinister Valentine

“What’s wrong? Are you regretting what we just did already?” She asks as a frown greets her beautiful face.How could she think I would regret this?Gripping her waist, I lift her, placing her in my lap as I tuck her hair behind her ear, thumbing her bottom lip.

“No, Liviana. I’d never regret what we just did. In fact, I can’t wait to sink into you again.” I admit and her head tilts, trying to figure me out.

“Then what’s wrong?” She asks, pressing kisses against my cheek.

“I have to leave for a little bit and I can’t tell you why or where.” I say and she pulls away, staring at me, but beforeshe can start making accusations I continue. “There are times I’m called upon and I have no choice but to leave, but I need you to know that these secrets and people are dangerous. I just don’t want you anywhere near it.” I say as her brows wrinkle in concern. “There are things that I can never repeat, nor speak about, or it will cost me my life. I just need you to understand that.” I say, cupping her face and placing a soft kiss against her lips. I pull away and she nods. “Can you understand that and trust me? Because this is one of those times that I have to leave and I can’t tell you anything more.” I whisper against her lips and she smiles.

“Yes, I understand. Can I wait for you or do I need to do the walk of shame back to my dorm?” She asks and I chuckle.

“Not a chance, baby. I want you here, waiting for me. I’ll be back shortly.” I say, placing another kiss against her lips, lifting her off my lap and laying her in my bed. Bringing the blanket up over her naked body, I kiss her forehead before walking over to my desk. Picking up my pen, I switch out the tip again for a fresh one before grabbingmy keys, phone and hoodie. Throwing the hoodie on and pulling the hood over my head, I look over my shoulder at her before heading to the door, “Don’t let anyone in here. I have my key. I’ll be back.” I say and she nods.

Opening the door, I step into the quiet hallway, shutting it behind me and locking it. Putting my game face on, I walk through the halls and out the doors, making my way through the maze and back into the cemetery. There’s still a few people hanging out but they don’t pay me any mind as I walk up the cathedral steps.

Taking a deep breath, I push open the heavy door. The smell of mold and dust immediately hit my nostrils causing me to wrinkle my nose.Guess Maddox wasn’t lying when he said there was a mold issue in here.

Stepping to the right, I open the door and climb the stairs for the balcony. I’ve done a lot of shit up here, especially during mass, but that’s a story for another day. I make a mental note to bring Liv up here in the near future.I wonder if she’d let me eat her pussy while hanging over the ledge. Hmmm.

Walking across the carpet to the other side, I open the door for the attic and am smacked in the face with the smell of piss.Great.Taking the steps two at a time, I get to the top and see the woman of the hour, completely naked and chained to an old cross suspended slightly in the air.

“Ugh, it’s you.” She groans. “Did they send you in to do their dirty work?” she rasps and I laugh because she’s right. The elders always have the initiates do their dirty work unless it’s punishment time.I swear those sick fucks get off on hurting us.

“You do realize you killed a Valentine, and not any Valentine, but my fucking brother.” I spit and she rolls her eyes.

“Oh, so now that your brother is gone, you want to finally listen and conform to the occult or are you trying to get in your daddy’s good graces?” She mocks, pulling at her chains. I reach into my pocket, running my fingers over my pen to ground me. If she keeps running her mouth, I will lose it and kill her fast by accident.Maddox deserves more than that, despite how he felt about me.

“Sometimes you have to eat shit in order to save the ones you love.” I say and she laughs.

“Love? So you’re going to take one for the team to save the ones you love?” She says. “From where I’m hanging, you really aren’t any different from him.” She shakes her head as I step closer.

“What the fuck does that mean?” I ask and she sighs.

“Do you remember when Maddox tried to run?” She asks and I nod. I do remember, but something happened that made him come back. Beaten and bloodied, but he came back.

“You’re the reason he returned. They used you as a pawn and he didn’t want this life for you. Never has.” She says and I shake my head.

“Bullshit. Him and my asshole father constantly pressured me into conforming and always making me feel unworthy.” I confess but she just shakes her head.

“Can you blame him? Did you also know that all those times you passed out drunk or high, it was Maddox who got you home? He was the one who cleaned up your messes.” She says and my eyes widen.I thought it was Parker or even Ezran. Maddox being the one to take care of me never even crossed my mind.

“Before you start arguing with me, I saw it with my own eyes. I was there to witness it. Me killing him just helped him out. He didn’t want this shit for himself or you. But here we are.” She says and I growl, stepping closer and removing my pen from my pocket.

“But you’re the one hanging up there with an expiration date. How can you justify your actions by saying you helped him? You didn’t help shit. If anything, you made it worse and now he’s not here to kill you himself!” I shout, dragging the sharp point over the vein in her ankle, applying enough pressure that blood begins to slowly seep down her foot, dripping onto the wood below her before doing the same to the other one as she screams.

“You’re just like the rest of them! Fucking trash, and one day you all will meet your makers. Did you think killing me would get you on good terms with the elders? Guess again. This just sends you deeper into it. They won’t stop until you fulfill your destiny, taking out anyone you have ever loved for disobeying orders.” She grits. I take the pen, digging it roughly up her leg and stopping at the top of her thigh beforedragging it back down. Watching as her skin splits open, showing the blue great saphenous vein.

I smile as she tries to scream, but her throat must be raw from doing just that for the last two days because she barely makes a sound. No one would hear her anyways, and if they did, they would think of the ghost stories that are embedded into the university walls.Screams of the dead.

Licking my lips, I run my finger up the other vein making sure I find the perfect spot, not wanting to ruin the fun too soon. Taking the pen, I repeat the same slice, only digging a bit harder than the first time. Looking up at her, tears and sweat pour down her face as her chest heaves from the pain. You would think she’d have froze to death, but it seems whoever put her up here turned the heat on to the highest point.

Wiping the sweat from my own brow, I place the pen back in my pocket. Taking my fingers, I dig into her flesh on both legs and wrap around the veins, giving them a small tug. She immediately pukes and her face goes ghostly white.

“Ya know, I’ve always wondered how much this vein would bleed if pulled hard enough. Guess it’s my lucky day.” I laugh sinisterly, repeating the chant that will forever haunt my dreams. “My blood is now your blood, Brother mine. You have our back and we have yours.”She screams as I slowly pull on each vein, pinching it as I go. Her breathing becomes ragged the harder I tug. My chants get louder and louder the harder I pull as blood sprays against my face, pouring from her legs.

Her body convulses the more I tug, ripping the vein apart and removing it from her flesh. I take each one into my mouth, sucking the blood from the rubbery line as her head falls to the side and foam leaks from her mouth. Wrapping the veins around my fist, I tie them together and leave the room without a backwards glance.

Walking down the steps from the attic onto the balcony of the main floor, I go over to the bowl of holy water and dip my bloody finger into it. Bringing it to my forehead, I slowly drag it downmy chest then left and right, drawing the sign of the cross. “Rest peacefully, Brother.” I say, my voice echoing against the walls.

Turning around, I swing open the doors and step down the stairs, walking around the back to the mausoleum.

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