4. Work Of Art
It’s been a week since Jade tried to kill us. I left my brothers at the loft with Kayla, who”s working on another drug for me. It’s like Acid Dreams but a little more potent. It has similar effects, except it doesn’t put you to sleep. You are wide the fuck awake seeing your worst nightmares play out in front of you. Hallucinations amped the fuck up. It’s crazy how something so beautiful can cause such chaos. This specific one is a neon purple and I’m going to call it ‘Violet Luci’. Honestly, I’m excited about trying it out on myself this weekend.
Getting back to my apartment in the city was the best choice for me. I couldn”t stay in that tiny loft with Kayla and the twins anymore. Having to listen to them fuck that girl grated my every nerve. Spade is so miserable that I don’t think he even notices, or cares. I haven’t seen him like this since Amelia died. Meanwhile, Dario’s spiraling in the opposite direction of Spade. He’s not thinking straight at all. We had a meeting the other night, and he informed us that he signed his fucking life away and is now arranged to marry the pelican. He is going to regret it, fucking moron. I caught him cumming in the shower with Jade”s name spilling from his lips. So yes, he’s definitely going to eat his fucking choices. Which is fine by me. I didn’t even have to rip them away. She did it for me, but unlike them, I won”t give up. I will fight for what”s mine, and she has always been fucking mine. I’m giving her a minute before I hunt her. I’m not the only one that’s hunting her though. Julian has been monitoring her and apparently, so has my stalker.
I arrived home just a few minutes ago with another package at my door. Another bloody rose with a note, ‘Don’t worry my dear Carver, I’ll be watching her too.’ So, either there are two stalkers, or Jade has now adopted mine. Only time will tell. I’ve checked over my cameras and whoever it is, is smart and never shows their face. I tried to hack into all the cameras close by, but there aren’t many and he parks blocks away where there are no cameras. He’s fucking smart, I’ll give him that, and doesn”t want to be detected. I don’t want to have to ask Julian for eyes on my place too, he’s already watching Jade, so we will let the stalker do his thing. I need a distraction and I know just who to ask. After some thorough digging, I was finally able to find Axel’s number. Little did I know that he is a fucking Cyprus. In fact, he’s the youngest brother of 5. Oh, this is going to be an interesting little friendship. Taking out my phone, I send him a text.
Me: Do you still want to get together tonight?
Axel: Yep. Meet me at the dungeon in forty-five. I’ve got a little surprise for you.
Me: A surprise for me?
Axel: Yes for you.
Me: Alright see you soon baby Cyprus.
I’ve been texting with him all week. Turns out he’s not actually mute. He just doesn’t like people. He only speaks to his brothers and the girl he paints. But he texts, and once you get him going, he doesn’t shut up. But he’s good company and smart as a whip. Tonight, I’m supposed to teach him how to remove a face from the muscle, which is exactly what I did to that biker motherfucker D’mitri. So, I guess you could say I’m kind of an expert in this.
I take a quick shower and head out towards Brimstone. Living on the outskirts of the city has its perks. The evening is quiet just how I like it. Not a lot of traffic once the sun sets, and when I blast my 2000s pop playlist, it makes the time go quicker.
I come to a red light, belting out “Hips Don’t Lie” by Shakira and I look to my left at a car full of teenage girls giggling at me. So what do I do? I get out of the truck and shake my hips for them, running around the car before the light turns green. They are laughing hysterically at my antics. I walk up to the redhead leaning out of the driver’s side window and I caress her face as I whisper, “Keep giggling like that and I will cut your voice box from your throat.” She gasps as the light finally turns green, but doesn’t move. I give them a little smirk showcasing my dimple, climb back in the truck and step on the gas, turning the music up louder as I continue on my way towards tonight’s activities. Pulling into the parking lot, I take my phone out and track Jade’s location. She’s at home where she fucking belongs. I pull up the video feed that I was able to hack into. I think I’ll tamper with it a bit so she will have to change her entire system, and guess who will have immediate access once she disables that shit? That”s right, you guessed it; me.
She’s in the living room, bent down, sniffing that fucking snow off her coffee table watching trash TV. I’m going to ring her fucking neck. She doesn’t need the goddamn drugs. I could have helped her deal with the trauma, but no, let”s go fucking rogue and try to kill us all. But, now the little cunt is spiraling. Well, come next week, she will be spiraling further for what I have in store for her. She thought I was a joke and that my feelings for her were laughable. Her behavior will not go unpunished, even if the little bitch thinks we”re dead. The big bad wolf is about to rise from the ashes and fuck her entire world up.
Climbing out of the truck, I grab my little bag of goodies and head around to the back of the building, stepping down the stairs and knocking on the door. Axel swings it open with a huge smile on his face.
“Greetings, Baby Cyprus.” I say with a smile. He rolls his eyes and steps to the side to let me in. I see he already has our kill of the night strapped down to his table, gag in her mouth; completely naked. Slice marks riddle her body and I can smell the blood. It’s not as sweet as Jade”s, but it”s aromatic.
“Here, this is for you, Carver.” He hands me a canvas wrapped in black tissue paper. Tearing the paper off, I gasp. It’s a painting of myself standing over a victim, slicing down their body, blood dripping from the table. But what really catches my eye, is the sinister smile on my face, and the sparkle in my eyes.
“Wow, Axel. This is gorgeous. You made a monster into a masterpiece. Thank you, friend.” I say with my heart in my throat. No one has ever painted me, let alone captured such an intimate moment and brought it to life. He’s so fucking talented. It’s then that I take a glance around the room and see how obsessed he is with the girl he paints. All different stolen moments he caught her in and brought to life.
“You ever going to show the girl what you have been painting?” I ask with a raised brow. His eyes widen and he shakes his head no.
“Do you think if you showed her, you would scare her off?”
“No, I’m not ready, and we are just friends.” He says with his eyes cast down. Hmmm.
“Do you want to be more than just friends?” I ask, walking over to the table, smearing the blood pooling from the sliced flesh with my finger and bringing it to my mouth. My taste buds come alive as I savor the pungent taste. Sins and lies. Axel watches my every move, his face contorted with disgust. He must not like the taste of blood. I chuckle, waiting for an answer.
“I do, but she has a boyfriend and I’m not good enough for her.” He breathes, standing on the opposite side of the table.
“You are good enough, Baby Cyprus. You will never know what could have been if you don’t shoot your shot. I say show her one of these paintings and I bet she will melt into a puddle for you.”
Opening my kit, I lay out my tools for our little lesson.
“I don’t know Carver, I’m also a year younger than her and a fucking virgin. She’s with that prick, Jacob Lee, the star quarterback. I’d love to put him on this table and torture the pretentious bitch.” My eyes connect with his and I see the lust for the kill in his gaze, but there”s something else there.
“Are you jealous, or is there something more that you”re not saying?” Taking the scalpel, I outline her breast as she screams into the gag.
“I’m not jealous. He fucking hurts her. There is something I’m missing and I can’t figure out what it is. I think my older brother Mav knows more than what he lets on though, and she’s always calling Harley, my oldest brother, to be saved. She never calls me for help. I’m just there when she needs a shoulder to cry on.” He says as he places clamps to her nipples, turning the dial on and watching as her body convulses. He smiles at her pain. It’s so nice to find a kindred spirit like him. Yes, Spade enjoys the kill and loves to play in the blood, but Axel, it’s art to him just like it is for me.
“Sometimes that”s the best place to be. Being there for her and wiping her salty tears from her cheeks means more to a girl than what your other brothers do for her. I still say ‘shoot your shot’ and see what happens.” He nods, turning the dial up once more. Her body convulses again and he cups her breast to feel the current. He takes a deep breath and looks over at me.
“I’m ready. Teach me your ways, Mr. Miyagi.” He says as he removes the clamps from her nipples and places them on his side table. He picks up his scalpel, waiting for my instruction.
“Gently outline the forehead as the scalpel glides across the skin with ease. Make sure at certain points to slice down so we don”t rip the skin once we pull it off. One on each side of the face by the ear like this.” He watches intensely as I continue.
“Alright, next we move around the eyes, nose and lips. Show me what you got.”
He does exactly as instructed and does it with such grace. It’s fucking beautiful.
Suddenly, the door bursts open and an angry looking Caspian walks in.
“What the fuck is this?” He yells.
“Hush, you”re interrupting my lesson. What do you need, big brother?” Caspian huffs but doesn’t miss a beat.
“Presley is in trouble.” That”s all he says. Axel immediately drops the scalpel and turns to his brother.
“What do you mean?” He says, his hands in fists at his side.
“I’ll tell you on the ride over.” Caspian replies.
Axel looks at me with an apologetic look.
“No sweat, Baby Cyprus. Next time. Remember what I told you.” He nods and leaves out the door. Caspian’s eyes lock with mine as he narrows them before turning and leaving behind Axel. I turn and look at Beverly.
“Guess you get to live another day down here. Toodles.” I bid her a goodbye, packing my tools and heading out.
Now to plan my next magic trick.