Chapter 7 Axel #2
“All you had to do was make the man happy so I could get a hit. It’s not that hard to please a man, but I needed that hit, Axel.
I can’t deal with you and your brothers.
This is your granddad’s fault, along with all the founding families.
Fucking forcing us to do those things, and now look at me, I’m a fucking junkie.
A single mom pimping my kid out for a hit,” she yells as we drive down the strip.
I just want to go home and see my brothers.
I don’t like being in the car with her. She’s the meanest when we are alone.
When we are home, she’s different. She’s fun and draws with me, and makes me food when we have it.
She even runs her nails through my hair before I fall asleep.
“We are going to go see, Tom. You will be a good boy and let him do what he wants, and when we are done, I will buy you some chocolate, and maybe, if you’re extra good, I’ll get you a new paint set. How does that sound?” she asks, and my eyes light up with excitement. I want a new paint set so bad.
“Lonely little Axel Cyprus. The mute who doesn’t like to be touched. I wonder if you like to be carved into while your tight little hole is stretched out,” a low sinister voice growls in my ear as the cold metal of a blade slashes down my arm.
My eyes fly open as another slice is made down my arm, but I don’t move a muscle. Cynthia must’ve known this was going to happen tonight. There’s no other reason for her leaving me unstrapped to my bed throughout the night. This motherfucker is about to meet his maker.
Lolli’s screams echo down the hall, and the orderly laughs.
It’s at this moment that I snap my hand up, reaching for his wrist and twisting it, listening to his tendons rip from the force as the blade falls into my lap.
He cries out, and I reach for the blade and stab him in the eye.
He falls back screaming ,and I get out of bed, kicking him to his knees and ripping the scalpel from his eye socket, only to send the blade into his cheek then rip it out again, pushing him to the ground.
I straddle him as he thrashes, but with the flick of my wrist I drag the blade across his neck, reveling in the spray of his blood against my skin.
Lolli’s screams have me climbing to my feet and out of my room.
I twirl the bloody scalpel around my fingers as I look left then right, and see no one walking around, so I head straight for her room.
Opening the door slowly, I see two orderlies, one holding her down as the other ruts into her.
Quietly, I step behind the man taking advantage of her, and slam my fist into the back of his head, and then send the blade right through the side of his neck.
He immediately slumps to the side as I twist the scalpel, feeling the muscle being torn as a wicked grin spreads across my face.
The second orderly comes to grab me, but I punch him in the face, sending his head snapping back.
Blood sprays against my face as Lolli quickly springs into action, removing the blade from the other guy's neck, and looks at me.
I nod as the second man wipes the blood from his nose and lunges for me as Lolli climbs onto his back, giggling.
“I wonder how sweet your blood tastes.” She giggles again as his eyes widen, and I smirk.
She brings down the blade, stabbing him in the neck, then rips it out, giggling and doing it again on the other side.
The man falls to his knees, but she doesn’t stop giggling.
She just keeps stabbing him until his flesh is hanging from the bone, keeping it on his head.
She giggles and giggles and giggles until she shoves her face into his flesh, sinking her teeth into whatever muscle is left, ripping it from the bottom of his chin and around his neck.
She feasts on him like a wild animal who's been starving for weeks, or like a zombie in the movies. It’s equally fascinating as it is frightening.
Jesus. She’s relentless, but I’m fucking impressed.
I clear my throat and her face snaps up to me, her clown makeup gone and nothing but burn scars riddle her face and down her chest and arms. What the fuck happened to her?
“You better go before they catch you,” she warns, but then the lights suddenly turn on, and my vision blurs as I see her body scatter away to the corner and hide.
I blink a few times before I’m grabbed from behind, and I scream, thrashing against whoever is touching me.
I’m slammed into the wall, my head bouncing off the concrete.
“To the lab you go. The both of you. Electro therapy it is. Now there’s no way of getting out of here.
Master will have two new puppets to play with.
” The man laughs then licks the shell of my ear.
I slam my head back right into his nose causing him to growl, and next thing I know, my face hits the wall so hard my vision blurs and everything goes black.