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《 Monsters aren’t born, they’re Made 》
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[# SEASON ONE
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By, ✿ฺ Author Indigo Raine ✿ฺ
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©Copyright 2023 [?? ℕ?? ℂ?ℙ? ?ℝ ℝ?ℙ???]
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Genre(s): Dark Romance, Forbidden, Mafia.
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Theme: Sometimes water is better than blood.
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[# Chapter Seventeen
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At an apartment complex, room number fifteen, a young girl stealthily crept down the stairs. She spotted a sleeping figure on the sofa near the window and eyed them for several minutes before slipping into the kitchen where she opened the utensil drawer and pulled a shiny silver knife. The pale moonlight feeding in from the window above the sink illuminated her reflection in the blade. Her hair was bundled inside a leopard print bonnet, mascara ran down her cheeks, one of her eyes were purple-black and almost swollen shut. Staring at her reflection a whimper escaped her chappy, busted lips–she slapped her mouth shut and over her shoulder at the sleeping man. She prayed for him to not have heard her and wake up, luckily he didn’t–he only turned in his sleepy state.
Katniss sneaked over to the fridge and opened it as quietly as possible. She removed an ice packet and put in on her swollen eye to reduce the swelling. Her injuries wouldn’t allow her to attend school tomorrow, no amount of makeup could cover them up. She snuck back up the stairs and slid into her room, shutting the door quietly behind her so as to not wake up the twins. She left them huddled together sleeping soundly to enter the bathroom and lock herself inside.
She felt around in the dark before flipping the switch so the white light would come on. Katniss saw her reflection and wished the ground would swallow her. Bruises tainted her skin, two fingers on her right hand were broken and wrapped with white bandages. She was wearing nothing but a short pink, silk nightdress.
Katniss’s father was once a rich man who went bankrupt and left her with the responsibility of paying off the debts he wound up–simply because he had a gambling addiction. She had to care take of not only herself, but Danika and Dylan as well. Her mother left immediately after Kent lost all the millions he used to spend on her, last Kat’s heard she’d remarried to a billionaire tycoon and had a baby with him too. Ever since then, Kent had been violently ab*sive. The slightest mistake she made he’d punish her, he sometimes even harmed the younger children.
She walked over the shower and drew the floral curtains, she stepped inside the white ceramic bathtub then laidd down inside it. After spending some seconds staring at the ceiling she suddenly slit her left wrist with the knife. She looked at the injury, her brown skin parted revealing a white underlayer. Blood was pouring from under the brown layer of skin onto it, then off her hand, and onto her dress–soiling it in the red liquid. It burned. Her hand trembling, but once more she raised the knife and sliced herself. She continued to do it until she no longer had the energy to raise the knife. Bl**d soaked her dress and ran into the tub, tainting white bathtub red.
“I can’t do it anymore. I can’t,” tears gathered in her eyes before sliding down the sides of them.
Katniss had been working since ten years old, she worked very hard in order to afford a place for her family to live in. Working at retail stores didn’t bring in enough money, so she once she became eighteen she started stripping to survive. The Toyota she had–which was something gifted to her by a friend–had to be sold so she could pay the debts off. The loansharks would be coming tomorrow for their money, Kent had found her fifty thousand dollars in the bag and took it. If she couldn’t pay the debts off…they’d sell her and her siblings in the Human Trafficking. What was she going to do? She had not the slightest idea.
She was tired.
Tired of being ab*sed, staying up late doing assignments, working for long hours, living on mere bubblegum, and having to pay for her father’s sins. She was fed up. And worse, the people of her community and school do nothing but say the worst about her–everything they say are pure lies. They know nothing about her. No one knows nothing about her, she keeps her life a secret because she knows humans are terrible.
Katniss was bleeding profusely from her arm, the bl**d loss could possibly end her life–but she’s reached a point where she was too tired, drained, and exhausted, to care anymore. If she dies the only thing she’ll regret is leaving Danika and Dylan behind in that horrible man’s care. Kat’s vision began swimming, the world doubling before her eyes, she has a blinding headache–her whole body hurt from being punched, kicked, and b**ten with pots.
Everything began to blur. Was this it? Had the Grimm Reaper finally come to take her to the other side? Katniss only asked God for one thing: to protect her siblings.
‘Slide,
I can see the pain in your eyes,
I don’t wanna say that I’m God, but
I’ll take you to heaven if you die
Slide,
I know that you’ve never been this high,
Promise baby I’ll take you to heaven if you want it,
I’ll take you to heaven if you die…’ the words of a song loved played in her mind before it happened.
Her eyelashes gracefully kissed her bronze cheeks, and her head leaned over to rest against the side of the bathtub.
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“d@mn, I look so unhinged.”
“You are unhinged.”
“I never asked.”
“Shut up, Neon.”
“You’re lucky we’re in a hospital.”
“You’re lucky I don’t feel like kicking *ss.”
“Guys, please stop talking. You might wake her!”
“Sorry pumpkin, someone’s gotta let this nerd know not everyone is afraid of him.”
“I seriously Füçking h@të you, Venom.”
“I love you too, little bro.”
“Go eat a d_1ck douchebag.”
Voices bounced around the walls of her mind, she slowly cracked an eye open but immediately shut it after a throbbing pain registered and blazing white light attempted to blind her. She groaned and turned her head to the side, the pillow and sheets smelled minty. ‘Was the light always this bright?’
“I think she’s awake, go calm the nurse,” a female voice whispered. “Katniss, it’s me, Meira!”
Her eyes immediately popped open and she rose up from the hospital bed an undead human. Neon screamed from the jump scare she gave him and leapt into Venom’s arms who caught him and held him. The two looked at each other weirdly then immediately separated, scorning each other.
“Pretend you didn’t see that,” Neon grinned in embarrassment.
“I’m so telling the boys.”
“The Füçk you will. Better go look for Eddie and don’t Füçk with me.”
While they bickered, Kat looked around the room, she spotted two of the Heartless Boys’ members and Meira sitting beside her and holding her hand.
She stared at her with gentle, compassionate eyes. “Katniss, why didn’t you tell me you were struggling? I would’ve helped you. But I understand that you may have wanted to keep things a secret for fear of being judged, but if you had reached out to me I’d help you. Katniss, you’re my best friend. If you ever need somebody to talk to contact me, don’t do this,” tears rolled down Meira’s cheeks as she held Kat’s hand in hers.
??? ????. ??? ??? ??? ???? ???? Katniss hugged Meira and cried on her shoulder. She wondered how she got here, how did Meira find out…what happened after she fainted in the bathtub?
“She’s have to discontinue school for the following week or so. She’s lost a lot of blood and she hasn’t been dating properly. The knife had pierced her skin pretty deeply too, we might have to apply stitches,” Nurse M. Winderson said as she walked into the room dressed in her crisp full white attire. “Oh, she really is awake.”
Katniss felt dizzy and laid back down on the pillow. Followed behind the nurse, Korpse walked in carrying a cart covered healthy foods.
“Y…you told…them?” she asked weakly, her throat dry.
He left the cart next to the bed then came to sit next to her, Korpse took her hand and swiped his thumb over the skin covering her knuckles and fingers. “I should’ve known sooner. If you thought I’d sit around and let you stay in a home where you’re clearly being mistreated, then you’re wrong. Don’t worry about your siblings, they’re in good hands. I’ve covered all the hospitals expenses and Snow helped me to get you a three bedroom apartment with two bathrooms, a kitchen, a living room, boudoir and an indoor gym. You don’t have to worry about anything from now on, I got you covered. Your debts are taking care of too, those guys won’t be Füçking with you anymore.”
Katniss couldn’t believe her ears. Was he serious? Was this real? She looked at Meira, she nodded in affirmation. Although she was incredibly weak and at the verge of fainting, she used her last strength to sit up and wrap her arms around Korpse. “Thank you… Thank you so much,” she whispered near his ear, hands gripping his designer shirt.
Korpse didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around her and press a chaste kiss to her head, he messaged her arm and hushed her as he stroked her ginger hair. He inhaled her scent; a delightful mixture of Cinnamon and Roses. He rested his head on hers and closed his eyes, both melting in each other’s comfort. Korpse’s heart was beating fast, and his cheeks felt hot, but he kept a straight face as he comforted the girl he saved.
Meanwhile, the nurse awkwardly distracted herself from the romance by looking at hee clipboard. ‘Teenagers are here experiencing Titanic romance while I’ve been single for five years ans unable to get a text back on Tinder. I must be the problem. I’m definitely the problem.’
When Katniss passed out in his arms, he held her lower back and lay her down gently on the bed. He brought the white sheet up to her neck and swept hair from her face, Katniss was beautiful with or without makeup. She was the kind of girl who didn’t need to do anything to look good or entice people, she just naturally had an appeal to her. Not to mention how her melanin skin practically glowed in the midday sunlight. Her beauty makes the Greek Goddesses insecure. He sat back down, feeling an urge, he closed his eyes and leaned over to press softly kisses to her hairline and forehead.
On the other side of the room, Neon cleared his throat and started singing:
“Can you feel the love in here…”
“The peace the hospital brings…” Venom continued it.
“The world for once in perfect harmony…” Neon picked up a flower from the vase on the table and twirled like a Disney princess, pretended to fall but Venom caught him.
“With all its living things,” the two chorused and ended the song.
“Wow, I didn’t know you guys were Nala and Simba from The Lion King,” the nurse said.
“What!?” Venom dropped Neon and walked away.
“Hey, what the Füçk Killian?” Neon threw the rose at him.
“I’m surrounded by idiots,” Meira dragged a hand down her face. “I can’t take you guys anywhere.”
Venom’s phone began buzzing in his pocket, he excused himseld to go answer the call. “Ayo, wassup?”
“Get to the mansion now. I’m about to catch another life sentence for a whole different reason,” Ryat was on the other end of the call and he sounded livid. The phone beeped as he hung up.
“Yo, yo boys! We gotta go to Ryat’s right now, Sh|t sounds serious!” Venom went back inside looking panicked. Everyone looked up at him.
Korpse stood up to leave but looked back down at Katniss, he seemed stiff–reluctant in leaving her, but he made up his mind to do so anyway. She was in good hands and he set two gangsters outside to keep an eye out. He now needs to go see what’s happening to one of his friends.
“Call us if anything happens,” Meira told the nurse, she gave Katniss one last look before rushing out with Neon and the others.
Bandit was outside smoking next to a ‘Do Not Smoke Here’, when he heard common and looked up he saw his friends and Snow rushing out the hospital. He dropped the cigar and crushed it before running over and hopping into the driver’s seat. No one said a word as Bandit speeded down the paved road to Queenshill District where Ryat’s mansion was located. All of them had came to the hospital to visit Katniss, but Ryat received an urgent call from his father and went home.
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When they reached the residence and entered through the gate the group looked at each other, there were black expensive vehicles–Bugatti, Maserati, Bentley and Jaguar–parked off to the left of the property. Five men dressed neatly in black suits were standing outside of them, their faces as cold as stone.
“Were you expecting visitors, Snow?” Neon looked at her and licked his lips.
“No…” none that she knew of.
All of them alight and began walking towards the mansion, but the closer they got the more a commotion inside got louder. They got to the door and Meira rang the doorbell to announce her arrival then opened the door. The scene was an astonishing one.
“What the Füçk do you mean I’m engaged?” Ryat what was being held back by around seven workers in the household. His eyes were bloodshed from all the anger he felt towards the situation. “What do you mean you made an agreement with some Russian mobster before I was born? Get the Füçk outta here with that cr*p.”
“Ryat, Ryat I’m sorry,” Theodore apologized. ‘This is such a mess. Why did Wolfgang have to show up to my home now?’
“Tell your son he needs to calm down. I did not come here to argue, or to fight. I came here to discuss the date of their engagement ceremony,” a burly man with a thick Russian accent dressed in black with a charcoal gray sable fur were coat over his shoulders and a cane by his side raised the cup of the saucer and sipped from it. The man had scary scars marring his face, and his hair and beard was completely white. He looked to be in his forties or early fifties. “Your son needs to get his emotions under control. This is business.”
“Engagement?” the boys and Meira chorused.
“Ain’t no way…”
“Oh heeeeeeeell nah. That’s the dumbest Sh|t I’ve ever heard in my life.”
However, it was the truth, and Ryat’s wife-to-be was sitting quietly in a black chair. She had a broad, vivacious red gold-rimmed hat on that matched the shade of her bowshaped lips and her skin-tight sleeveless dress. It stopped mid thigh exposing her pale, dainty skin. She wore red stilettos, one leg casted over the other and moved up and down impatiently. She suddenly raised her head letting everyone see her face, she was a devastatingly beautiful woman who looked rather young with her delicate features and long, straight raven black hair.
Her expression was a displeased one. She raised her head a little hire to see Ryat, when she did she looked away with red cheeks.
“Mom, who are these people?” Meira stepped into the chaos bravely.
“I would like to know the same goddamn thing,” Syahla stirred her juice as she looked at Theodore. “Apparently he owes this gentleman some money, and Ryat is supposed to marry his daughter, Yulia.”
Upon hearing her name she stopped blushing madly at Ryat and looked at Syahla, the two stared arrogantly at each other before she tried looking away when her eyes glimpsed the exquisitely fine-looking girl standing a few feet away.
What ensued was an intense staring competition, signifying the beginning of rivalry.
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