Hey guys, Zoryan here with the latest chapter of What's Rightfully Mine. Chapter 11 marks the beginning of the war, the war for Lincoln Loud. Paige, the friendly gamer was set to marry Lincoln. But he was taken by another woman, Ronnie Anne Santiago. But after this turn of events, it was revealed that Paige had forced the wedding with a fake proposal. And something snapped in the gaming champion, now she will break laws, bones, hearts, and even minds till she has what she wants. Incase any one is new to the story.
This is all gonna be in Sameer's pov as this is the full story of how he ended up in prison, hold onto your bridges. This is kind of ...dark. Better get your barf bags out.
What's one thing we all as humans cherish and can never be replaced? What keeps us all going through life? No matter how much life shits all over you, it is important to keep this gift for as long as you can. The answer: our own sanity. Sanity is what keeps us all safe from any thing that can potentially ruin our lives, but that sanity is always tested everyday when live our lives. For some people win, some people lose. And for other human beings, life completely blows.
But no one has had it worst than poor me, Sameer Deangelo Bruisle. After moving from my home in Kansas and living in the big city, things have not been the greatest for me and my family. Pa had left us shortly before the move, my mother got fired from her secretary job and began a life of booze and drugs. While also slowly becoming a prostitute to keep us a float, I always helped out around the apartment whenever I can. Whether it was doing the chores, or doing the taxes. I'm a lot smarter than I look. I would do anything for my poor ma, after dad left it was just me and her vs the world. Some nights when the pressure got too much for her, I was there to help calm her down.
Those nights she would snuggle up to me quivering in agony, a majority of her clients tend to get a bit... rough. I learned first hand what she goes through to keep us in stable financial condition. When I was 14 and I had just started high school, one client she had was not so friendly. This one was a well known criminal who has escaped from numerous prisons, and was a regular at St. Jonas' Mental Ward. He had followed mom from work, and he wasn't alone. Surprisingly he had a wife who was about more mental than he was. Mom was a therapeutical hooker as her boss would call it, they give sexual relief to those with... special needs. I wish I was making this up.
Let's just say after they were done, I was gonna have some serious nightmares. Mom wasn't so good either, she was laying there curled up in her birthday suit. I wrapped my arms around her, not caring that I was naked as well. I whispered some comforting words into her ear, tying my best to calm her down. It worked, eventually. But what happened next was something I'll never remove from my brain. She grabbed me by the face, and slammed her lips on mine. I discreetly pinched myself to see if I was in a really fucked up dream, I wasn't it. I could see tears of fear and guilt coming from her ducks, it was at that point I learned that I was the only love she has left. As much as I knew that I would be condemned for the rest of my life, I kissed her back. I just want to see her happy again. And this became a regular thing for us, at night when no one was around, we would kiss, make out, and on the rare occasion. Well, you know. I never told anyone of my actions at home, not even my own friends. My first kiss, and time was with my mother? What has my life come to?
And to add insult to injury, I also developed a rare cancer in my vocal cords. Making me permanently mute, this happen sometime before I was convicted. One night at this strip club, we go there when life was extra painful. I was sixteen when it happened. My mother told me something neither of us wanted, she was pregnant. With my child. I don't know what happened. I just lost it.
My family, my home, my friends, my voice, and now my sanity were completely destroyed. I couldn't take it anymore, and in a blind rage I grabbed the nearest thing, a knife, and jammed it right through her skull. People panicked and screamed when they saw her corpse, and it all started. Bodies were dropped, blood everywhere, guts spread out.
When the dust settled, reality kicked in. The entire club, everyone in it, was dead. Bodies cut, stabbed, twisted, and bloodied. And some of the girls, were naked and cold. I saw in my reflection in a stray spoon, a crazed face with a crimson mask. Teeth chattering, eyes shot, I felt a cold squeeze on my dick. I looked down to see my mom's weakened face, her perky breasts slowly moving with her shaky breath. With a gash in her forehead.
I was raping my dying mother, in the middle of a mass murder. My worst fears are becoming true. I didn't want this, I didn't want any of this. My life has been nothing but shit and crap everywhere. My dad gone, my friends gone from my life, I have no home, and now I was gonna lose my mother because my last bit of control had depleted.
"...mommy?" I raggedly whimpered, guilt flowing from my body as tears came out like a waterfall. She slowly, brought her hands to cup my face. She pulled it to hers, and whispered in my ear.
"Just remember sweety, mommy will always love you. No matter where she is." I can do nothing but mouth the words 'I'm sorry' as I was still thrusting into my mom. Last thing I saw before releasing was the smile she still had as she gave me one last kiss. After a painful 10 seconds her whole body went limp. I hastily pulled out of her and held her dead body to me. Even though we were blood relatives, she was my rock. I was so racked with grief and guilt I didn't care of the sirens coming from outside.
I belonged in prison, after all the things I have done. They put me in solitary confinement for the rest of my life, so that I wouldn't harm another being again. Sometimes I lay awake at night and wondered, how did it all become so shitty? How did my life go down this long and dark road up to this?
If I had to guess, it would be the time after Ronnie Anne ended our relationship. We both said that it was mutual, but that was what we both agreed on telling the others. The truth was, Ronnie Anne was having a very bad day right before that day. During a trip to the park zoo, her brother Bobby had somehow got trapped in all the animal habitats. Leaving Ronnie to get him out, every time. But, after he got stuck in the new grizzly habitat. She got caught by one of the bears, and was locked in overnight. I heard a knock at my door, I had cleaned up earlier, and when I opened the door. There she was oozing anger and frustration, she had scars and bite marks all over her. And her clothes were torn apart in the...(gulp) feminine areas, luckily she escaped before any real damage was done. But after walking back from the zoo, she was dripping with street water, had garbage all over her, two black eyes, a bloody nose, a broken arm and a leg, three busted ribs, and something that I hope was a chocolate milkshake.
"Uhhh hey babe." I greeted with a growing sense of fear.
"Do you have any idea of the WORST day I have ever had!" She screamed.
"I-I'm sure it wasn't so-"
"And WHERE were you!? You left me, all night in a fucking bear cage, I was chased throughout the night." She said, I wanted to say sorry, but she stops me again. "And when I finally got tired, that damn bear! Decided to think that I was a bear myself and tried to rape me, I got lucky that the fucking zookeepers were doing their rounds." She said to me
"I can explain!"
"Explain what? That you have an awful memory, poor tastes in television, no time for me, and you stink like a goat!" She listed off the bad things, it's true I never had the best memory and trying to maintain a house while you're dead broke takes a lot of my time, but she was being a little harsh about it.
"Ronnie Anne, listen. I was going to get the Zookeeper's but my Ma called, she needed me for an emergency." I said hoping that she would understand, but the scowl got worse.
"Oh, it's always "Ma", ma this and ma that! What the hell is the matter with you, your girlfriend was about to be killed and raped and all you cared about was your whore mother!" Ronnie yelled that made me angry, I grabbed her broken arm and she winced.
"Don't you dare talk about my Mama like that, she not a whore!" I yelled, Ronnie Anne then broke free from my grasp.
"And why not huh, she is a whore! It's her entire job!" I wanted to just shut her up, no one talks bad about my momma, but I had to stay calm and I think she needs to calm down too and I knew just thing. I soon went in and gave her a kiss, my hand travelled up her body and grabbed her breast, she then pushed me back.
"What the hell is wrong with you, is me getting raped a turn on for you, you creep!" She stressed turning to leave.
"Oh come on babe, it works for my mom." I slapped my hands on my mouth, realizing what I had blurted out to the girl who was supposed to be my girlfriend.
She slowly turned to face me, her face getting more anger induced than I have ever seen. "What did you say!"
"Uhhhhhhhh, ummmm." I tried to find a way out of this, but how do I explain this.
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."
2 hours later
"STAY AWAY FROM ME ANY MY APPARTMENT YOU SICK FREAK OF NATURE!" She yelled while leaving.
Let's say that after that I didn't have a girlfriend anymore, and while we had some troubles in dating I wanted to have this talk in a calm and serine fashion. But accidently forgetting her in the bear habitat and from what she told me of her time last night, calm and serine were not in her vocabulary. She broke my heart, my arms, legs, and ribs. She also had hit me in the nuggets, with a driver. She called me a disgusting freak for that. And she wasn't wrong, I cared more about my mother instead of Ronnie Anne than I was supposed to.
(Present day)
So now after years of prison, here I am. Paige giving me clear instructions, find the woman that broke my heart and the man she is with. I'm gonna make her pay for dumping me in my time of need, and bring that boy to boss. I see my targets coming off this big yacht in the docks, I looked through my binoculars a top of a seaside hotel. I lowered my black luchador mask over my scarred face, then I pick up my giant serrated machete.
Ronalda Annabella Ciena Luisa Santiago-Loud, I'm coming for your head.
... hehehehe, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (Runs away)
Please don't hate me, this all just plot. I know I have made a lot of sick stuff in this fic, some I am not proud of. But if you stay with me through this, then there maybe a happy ending for Sameer. He really needs some support, and after this, so do I.