I had to blink thrice to be certain I wasn’t hallucinating. It took my mind some minutes to process what was happening, and when it did, I sprang to action.
“Stop!” I rushed over to the men whom I least expected to see in a place like this. I didn’t even know how it happened or how they got to be here at the moment. All my mind was focused on was getting them separated from Ken, whom they might kill at any moment.
He was no match for the brothers, who were not only bigger than him but happened to be two.
“Stop!” I held on to Blue’s hand. “You are hurting him!”
He stopped and turned to face me. A gasp left my mouth as I let go of his arm and took a step back. Blue looked murderous. His eyes had turned into a complete golden colour, which I knew might be because of the fluorescent light. But at that moment, it seemed like I was looking into the eyes of another man – a monster.
“Was this why you didn’t come to us?” He demanded, his voice deeper than ever. It sounded more like the rumbling of thunder on a stormy night.
Fred stopped beating Ken and stood just like Blue. I gulped, my eyes going from one brother to the other. I knew deep down that I was fucked.
“Do you love him that much?” Fred asked, his tone surprisingly normal. It was so unlike Blue, who sounded like he was just minutes from punching the hell out of me.
“No.” I shook my head.
“You don’t?” Blue scoffed. “It didn’t seem like that. You were about to kiss him!”
I yelped, my heart almost leaping from my chest. Fuck! How did I end up in such a situation?
“No, I… I was just….” My eyes went to Ken when I heard him groan. “Are you okay?” I made to rush towards him but was stopped by Fred, who scooped me up like I weighed nothing and hoisted me over his shoulder.
“Hey! Let me go!” I tried to get him to leave me. Being held by them was nothing but trouble.
“You better shut that mouth if you don’t want me to shove something hard down your throat,” Blue growled.
He was pissed, and I could see it. It was the first time I’d seen such an expression on his face, and I knew I was about to meet my creature. I can still recall the warning he gave me this afternoon. Would they make good on their threats? Would they fuck me to death?
That seemed like something the brothers would do. They were nothing but devils, and I played right into their trap. Knowing I had no choice, I made no sound as they crossed the road, knowing I would only call hell on myself should I do that.
When we got to a car parked across from the cinema, I was unceremoniously tossed in. I landed on the plush seat of the car, with my arse taking the entire brunt.
Fred got in and Blue joined us from the other side, sandwiching me between them. Blue had my purse in his hand, but he didn’t give it to me, clutching it tight. I feared he might break the screen of my phone, yet I didn’t ask him to pass it over.
The driver started the car the moment they got in, driving at a slow pace. None of them said a word to me. Their silence terrified me. It was one thing to hear Fred always jeering at me, and another to see him acting like Blue. It was scary.
I couldn’t even breathe properly, scared they would have my head should they hear a sound from me.
The moment the driver packed the car, they got out, leaving both doors open. I didn’t step out, still nervous to do that. I knew the minute I stepped into the mansion with them, it was over.
At least, I was safe with the driver here with us. Blue glanced into the car but didn’t say a word as he turned and walked towards the house with Fred close behind him. I was left in the car, too scared to move. I thought they would order me to get down, but they didn’t. They opened the front door and stepped in, slamming it shut behind them.
I gulped, sweating. I knew I wouldn’t stay out here for eternity, but I wasn’t ready to step out. I was aware this wasn’t a solution. The more time I waste out here, the angrier they will be.
I clenched my fists, frowning when I tried to get my phone, only to grimace. Blue was with my purse, and to get it, I had to go up there.
I walked out of the car on shaky feet with my eyes trained on the door of hell. It reminded me of the first day I stepped foot into the building. It was the day that marked my misfortune. A day I signed my soul away to the Devils.
I walked to the door and pushed it open, stepping into the house. The door slammed shut behind me, but I didn’t even blink. I had something to worry about, something not related to the door at all.
I didn’t bother going to the parlour because I knew they weren’t there. There was one place they loved more than anything else, their playroom.
My body grew cold at the thought of what would happen up there. With the brothers angry, there was no telling what fate awaited me in that dark room of theirs.
I climbed the stairs on shaky feet. Dread clung to my body like a second skin. The further I walked, the heavier my feet became. I had never been so nervous in my entire life, and I knew I was to be blamed for everything. My greed led me to this place.
I called this hell on myself, and it was time to face the music. I inhaled sharply, placing my hand on the doorknob. It was now or never.