Page 7 of Sinister Valentine

Time to get the fuck out of here and back to my dorm. That little show with Knight was not it for me and now I need to go get myself off wishing it was Hayes setting my body on fire.

Knight & Cloaks

Hayes

Watching the show Liv put on made my blood boil. Not only did I tell that fucker Knight to stay away from her, but I also warned him that if I see him with her again, I’d fucking kill him. I can’t stand those fraternity guys, they all are a bunch of douchebags.

So here I am, watching him get drunk to the point where he’s stumbling throughout the maze as the night comes to an end. There’s only a few people milling around as I follow closely but silently behind him. As he plays ping-pong with the hedges, we finally exit the maze. He whistles along the bridge, heading towards the frat house, except he won’t be making it home tonight.

Taking out my silver and gold fountain pen, I spin it between my fingers, listening to my surroundings as the wind whirls through the cold night air. If you’re quiet enough, they say you can hear the screams of all the women who died here. The ones who were sacrificed for years and years. It makes me sickknowing who died during these sacrifices, who didn't deserve a death like that.

Shaking my head, I center myself, not wanting to think about the past. Channeling my rage as Knight steps off the bridge and onto the pathway between the dense forest, I run up behind him, shoving him into the trees. He stumbles and falls onto his face. Grabbing his hair, I pull it back, stretching his neck towards me so he can see what’s going to come.

“I told you to stay the fuck away from her. You took my threat as bullshit and ate her cunt.” I spit as his body shakes beneath me.

“No-no man, I didn’t do shit. You got the wrong guy.” He stammers and I laugh.

“Then why do I smell her sweet cunt on your fucking face?” I growl, pulling his head back farther, noticing his pointy adam's apple poking through his skin. Bending down I lick the side of his mouth, tasting her sweet little pussy as the taste buds burst in my mouth.

“That’smycunt you ate.” I growl, bringing the sharp tip of the pen to his face. Pressing the cold metal against him, I dig into his flesh, dragging it under his nose, around his mouth and down his chin as he screams.

“P-please Hayes, just let me go and I’ll stay away from her! I-I promise.” He begs as blood seeps down his cheeks and over his lips.

“Not good enough. You shouldn’t touch what is not yours. It’s been a pleasure knowing you, Xander Knight.” I spit as I drag my pen further down his chin, and with one quick swipe across his throat, blood sprays around my fingers, slowly pouring onto the fresh snow.

Letting go of his hair, he grabs onto his neck, trying to stop the blood as he chokes. Bringing my bloody fingers to my mouth, I lick the fresh crimson and moan, tasting copper and pussy asit flows down my throat. I wait, silently watching as the blood drains from his face causing his features to turn white, then grey as his face falls onto the ground.

The wind gusts around us as snow begins to cover his body.Ahhh, this is why I love this place. It’s always snowing which only makes covering my tracks that much easier.By the time morning hits, he will be completely buried in the white ice, and once it melts, he will be nothing but bones and never seen again.

Taking my pen, I wipe the blood off of it against my jeans and tuck it back into my pocket as I step out of the forest and back over the bridge towards the school. Taking out my phone, I see a missed text from Dan letting me know that Liv is safely back in her room and my letter with a little gift has been delivered. I don’t know what it is about this girl, but she’s mine to do with as I please, and there isn’t a fucking thing anyone can do about it.

I’m so deep in thought that I don’t hear footsteps approaching behind me. As soon as I spin. three men in cloaks grab me and place a wet cloth over my mouth. I stupidly breathe in and the sky spins as everything goes black.

Waking up, I scream as the whip slashes against my bare back. Chanting is heard through the headset covering my ears.The same words play over and over again. My eyes are covered, but I know where I am. This isn’t the first time I’ve been here.The tombs.

Swallowing my screams as the whip rips into my skin over and over again, I bite my tongue, tasting my own blood seeping down my throat. I pull at the chains that secure my wrists against the cold cement wall. My shoulders scream at me from the movement. They learned their lesson the last time I was down here that I fight back and don’t give a fuck how powerful they are. So now I'm chained to the wall in nothing but my jeans as my legs tremble from being suspended slightly. The chanting finally stops and the headset is ripped off my ears, causing my head to bounce off the cement. I growl.

“Are you fucking done yet?” I spit as another lash hits my back, causing me to wince and bite down on my bottom lip. The pain is excruciating as my skin continues to split with every hit of the whip. I let out quiet shuddering breaths, trying not to alert them of the pain I’m enduring. I want them to think all of this doesn’t affect me in the slightest.

“Do you realize what you’ve done, son? You missed a ceremony because of that waste of a sport. This all could’ve been prevented if you would just fall in line, Hayes.” My father snaps.

“What are you going on about?” I snarl as another lash hits my already opened flesh.

“Don’t be disrespectful or this will only get worse for you, son. You’re in enough trouble as it is for missing a mandatory ceremony, but not only that,” he says, walking closer to me. “I lost a son last night because of you. So thank you for killing the only sibling you had left. All because you didn’t listen.” He bellows, and I shake my head. That can’t be right. He’s a fucking liar.

“Bullshit.” I growl as I feel cold metal slice against my shoulder blade.

“He’s dead, and it’s your fault. You might not have been the one to send the knife through his chest in front of The Divine, but you not being there solidified his demise.” He accuses.

“Where’s Maddox? What did you do to him, you fucking prick?!” I growl as another slice burns through my skin.

“Where everyone goes when they are sacrificed. It wasn’t supposed to be him. You could’ve stopped it, Hayes, and now you fucking owe me.” He seethes, and I laugh.

“Is this your way of getting me to abide by your rules and demands? I’ll ask you one more fucking time. Where is my brother?” I say through gritted teeth.

“Dead, because of the bitch he loved. Women are nothing but sacrifices and now you will do as I wish. If you don’t, then we will hunt you and make you and anyone you ever care for, our prey. Blood is what we seek and you will fucking deliver. You have less than a year until your initiation. Fall in line or you will force my hand to pick everything about your future. From the clothes you wear to the woman you fuck and breed with.” He laughs, but I’m not laughing.

“Fuck you!” I spit but he laughs harder.

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