X3. Hehe. I got to complete another chapter this morning. XD! It takes so long for mah Daddeh and sistehs to get ready that I finished an entire chapter. :3 LET'S EAT IT. O_O
Chapter Twenty Six
Sing
It was hard to listen, as hard as it to understand what he was telling me.
"Phil, I'm sent here to stop the darkest thing from happening…" he said, looking at my face. "This world is going into its apocalyptic stage…the Nightshifters, they're planning to kill all humans, and gathering up together in their secret places, there's more than we think right now…and I think that our wrestling 'friends' are now part of the apocalypse that's going to happen."
"…why?" I rasped out, horrified.
The whole world was going to end—and my kind was the reason for it.
"Because, listen, Phil…they think that humans are lucky. Too lucky. Because their bodies and minds are their own…they didn't have to suffer and they're keeping all these disabled people…not just Nightshifters. People with cancer, HIV, AIDS with severe genetic problems, just because they think that the people who are lucky and healthy shouldn't be alike…"
I stared at him, still terrified. "And me…?"
"They consider you as 'lucky' since you got your body back."
I let out a howl of laughter. "Lucky?! Look at me, Matty. I'm more scarred than they're ever going to be, been stabbed too many times on the inside…almost as if I already died and I still do care if I drop dead today. Because I don't want to go yet, Matt…I just…I feel like dying but I don't wanna go through it! I'm scared! And…Fernando…I wanna see him grow up…" I wasn't allowed near Fernando anymore but I wanted to see him grow up. My baby boy.
Not Jeff's. Even if Jeff was on my side…it ticked me off knowing that Fernando thought of Jeff as his mother.
"And guess who's the lead in this operation?"
I just stared at him, waiting for an answer…
"Mark and Fernando." Matt said, making my body sweat like crazy as I heave with horror. "Mark doesn't care about my brother. He never did. He doesn't care about Jeffy as much as he should…that marriage is nothing more than just a tie…they're gonna fuck up my Jeffy just so he can continue to live on while Mark uses him as a sex toy."
I felt like fainting.
All this was rushing through my head and cutting every image and thought I ever thought of Jeff and Mark…poor Jeffy…but somehow, I still wanted Mark. Because he was the only one who could make me happy…did that make me sick?
"The wedding…" I simply breathed out.
"…Phil, we need to stop this."
He meant we needed to stop the wedding. From this all before it even started. I thought of Mark…he was smart. He could understand that we wanted to ruin his day…
I stared down. "We can't."
Matt grabbed onto my shoulders, shaking me, 'why?!'
"…'cause it's all over," I was almost crying again. But it wasn't shocking. I'd been crying so much these days that it lost its value. "…it's just the two of us! What could we possibly do to stop this?!"
"The wedding?" Matt kissed my forehead. "Well, I take you as my little brother and I don't want you to get hurt but…but Phil, I need you to distract Mark. I need you to offer Mark the sex toy self-punishment…"
"Hmm?"
Matt sat down. "It's a self-punishment that clearly states that you give in. You're giving your body away for sex forever to Mark…but with no strings attached. This is a Nightshifters' thing…because apparently, the bond that Mark and Jeff are going to have is sacred…but the bond that you and Mark are going to have is all just sex-related. It's almost as if Mark and Jeff are married and you're not gonna come between that, but you're still giving your body to Mark and if Jeff finds you and Mark…you know…then he's gonna call off the wedding." Mark said, smiling at me at his plan.
It was a horrible plan!
But then again, did I have another choice…?
Did we all have another choice?
I knew that Matt didn't want me to get hurt in this but we all had to get hurt, get sacrificed…whether we liked it or not. I nodded my head at him, tears shimmering in my eyes…
"I didn't know that Mark was like this before I killed myself, Phil. It's not your fault."
It was almost as if he could read my thoughts. My tears burned harder. He sacrificed his entire life…and all for nothing… I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head into his chest, allowing sobs to escape my throat. "I'm…God…Matt! Matty…" tears blurred my vision. "It's unfair!"
"It's okay." He whispered into my ear, holding me close. "Just do the world a favor, Phil…"
There was guilt in his eyes.
Almost as if he did something…something behind my back.
"Matt?"
He noticed that I noticed the guilt that was pooling into his eyes. "…we have to kill Fernando," he simply whispered under his breath. "Because Fernando is Mark's son, too…"
My heart was pounding in my chest and I stepped backwards, hyperventilating. All those nine months of pain…for nothing?! "Matt…Matt…" I felt as if I was going to black out, just because of this horror that was reeling in me. I didn't want them to hurt my baby! Not my child… not lovely little Fernando…
He wrapped his arms around my waist. "I'm so sorry, little Philly…"
Sacrifices had to be made in life.
I accepted that…
But there was still something that burned pain when I thought of my Fernando, my baby, being hurt…all because his father was evil. I wanted to turn the other way around. I walked towards Mark's hotel room, knocking on the door and he slowly opened it for me. Jeff wasn't around. I noted.
"Jeff just went to pick up some things for Fernando. He took Fernando with him." Mark said, sitting down and I sat down beside him.
"When's the wedding?"
"…at the end of the week."
"Why wasn't I invited?" I simply asked, staring at him and he chuckled.
"'Cause Jeff didn't know where you were to send you the invitation yet. But he wants you to be there. It's going to be unforgettable." Knowing that the world was coming to an end after this wedding and the way he said 'unforgettable' made me shiver with horror. "Are you cold?"
I nodded my head. "Mark…"
"Hmm?"
I felt cheap already.
"I want to do a sex toy self-punishment to you…" Matt run over what I could say and what wasn't preferred for me to say and Mark's eyes widened when he heard the words and he could back down or accept it. What if he backed down? What if he didn't want it at all?
"Lay down on your stomach, Phil."
I did as told and he took off my shirt, the heat of my flesh touching the cold sheet, making me shudder as his fingers trailed along the scar of my back. My body was fucked…he wouldn't accept, would he? He pulled out a piece of metal, heating it up with a fire that he made in seconds…and then, the hot metal touched my back, writing that familiar horrifying symbol that Matt told me he'd do if I accepted.
I stood up after he was done.
Still aching because of the hot metal that touched my flesh…
I gasped as Mark kissed my neck.
This was acceptance.
And the sex, despite the fact that I couldn't feel love, felt amazing. Almost as if all the pain, all the emotions, good or bad, were gone and the only thing left in my body would be the weightlessness of it all…
I felt loved…
Then it all hit me once more.
I was just a toy to him.
AWIE.
Phil is just a toysie to Mark. XD! See?! No cliffie! Well, to me, it's not a cliffie. But still...there's a bit of suspense since I TWISTED the whole being of Mark in ONE chapter, XD!
Next chapter: 'Never'.
Jeff: ...who's there?
The sound of glass falling.
Jeff: ...who's there?
Goes to see...
A gasp.
Jeff: *lets out a scream*!!! PLEASE! NO!
YESH. XD!
I LOVE KASSANDRA DIAZ. Even if she isn't reading this fic. X3!
X Sam + Dani.
Dani: YAY! I got to works on this chappieee...=D
...Filth. -_-
Ville: Why does-
+ Ville.
Ville: thank you.
-_- Muses. I hate them now. XD! X3.