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"Please...please don't...I can give you anything you want," Avery pleads. "Money, is that what you want? Guns? Drugs? Anything? I can give you anything!"
"Didn't I say no fucking begging!" I scream in his face.
Taking the knife, I slide it across the opposite side of his face that Abasi had sliced, taking a piece of flesh with it. As he screams out in pain, I grip him by his chin.
"Fuck your money! Fuck your cries for mercy! Did you stop when Kira begged for her life?" I seethe as I place the knife to his neck. "Did you let my sister go when she begged for her life?" I slowly drag the knife across his neck, mimicking the wound he inflicted on my sister.
"Please I..I... I'm sorry...please," he screams.
I laugh and glance around the room as the blood drips from the fresh neck wound. "Listen to that, fellas. The pussy says he's sorry."
Without mercy, I take the knife and stab him in the upper arm, twisting it then ripping it out of his arm. "I don't want your fucking apology! What I want is your screams, then your fucking life!"
Abasi takes a step closer to Avery with his machete in hand. “I'm going to ask you some questions, and I want you to tell me how often my niece begged for her life." Abasi takes Avery’s hand and pulls his pinky finger back until the sound of bones snapping fills the air, along with his screams. "Was it one time?" He counts while snapping each of Avery's fingers, finally slicing through his thumb with the machete. "Or maybe two...three...four?"
"Please...please...no more," Avery mumbles as he drifts in and out of consciousness from the pain.
I snatch his head up by his hair so that he can look me in my eyes. "Kira said the same thing when I had to wake her from a nightmare about you! She was screaming, ‘please...please Avery no more, no more.’" I push his head away when releasing my grip. "Did she deserve it?" I take the knife and begin cutting off Avery's fingers one-by-one. The blood flows freely from his wounds, getting on my skin and clothes.
As the pain becomes too much for him to endure, he passes out.
I walk over to the table, take a towel and wipe the blood from my hands and pick up smelling salts to wake this bitch up. I place them under his nose and he gasps for air, breathing heavily.
"I hope you didn't think I would let you miss out on what's in store for you. You don’t want to miss out on all the fun do you?"
Fear graces his face as he starts to struggle in the chair where he is tied down. "Fuck you...fuck all of you," he mumbles as his body begins to shake.
"Pull his pants down," I order.
"No...no...no please...please stop. I’ll do anything," Avery screams. His pleas fill the room as Razor and J.D. manage to pull his pants and boxers down slightly.
"I told you I was going to cut your shit off and shove it down your throat and I'm a man of my word." I begin to slice through his dick and nut sack as he passes out once again.
"Wake that motherfucker up!" I scream. I continue to slice through him. When finished cutting, I shovd his shit down his throat and walk away while wiping my hands of his blood. Razor once again places the smelling salts under his nose.
Once Avery is awake again, I walk back towards him as his moans are the only sounds in the room. I place my hands around his neck and begin to squeeze. "Fuck you, motherfucker! I'm glad the face of Demon is the last face you will see before you leave this earth. This is for my sister...this is for the love of my life."
I tighten my grip, and his face begins to redden, his eyes start to bulge, and he begins to struggle. I continue to tighten my grip until his movements become still and he takes his last breath.
I release my hands. "Get this piece of shit out of here!"
I spit on Avery's dead body and walk over to Abasi.
"You did well, nephew." Abasi pats me on the back while I wipe my hands again of the prick’s blood. As we walk up the stairs to leave the basement, Abasi turns to me with a serious look on his face.
"Now, let's go finish this shit. Nobody is to be left alive," he says with a smile.
13
Demon
I push the door open,quietly walk into the bedroom, and move towards the bathroom, shutting the door softly, careful not to wake Kira.
I look in the mirror at the man who is staring back at me. Covered in blood from head to toe, I feel nothing but pure satisfaction. I have finally rid Kira of the person who's tormented her for years and who continued to invade her thoughts and dreams once she escaped.
I killed the motherfucker with no regrets. Am I psychotic? Maybe. Am I a demon? Possibly. I am who I am.
I saved my sister and the love of my life. Not only did I save Kira, but she also saved me. She saved me by loving me regardless of the demon that I am, and I’ll be forever indebted to her.
