WARNING: Violence, so don't read if you don't want to.
It's the first time I'm answering reviews here but I wanted to thank for those who reviewed to show that the reviews mean a lot to me!!!
kim/k: Due to a problem -I think- I got 8 of your review -if I counted well... Thanks for that /those?/ and I hope you'll like the nexts parts as well.
Joy: Hi! I'm happy you like it! He believes that she is dead because yet he doesn't know about their plan. Miss Parker disappeared the next day when Jarod and Miss Parker met. It may sound weird that she hasn't spoken to him since that but I'll explain that later. You have to wait a few chapters:)))
Ocean: I'm going to continue this. I have 4 more chapters in my mind and one in my computer. But it takes some time when I correct most of the mistakes...
The irony of destiny 5/10?
Lyle was trying to talk to Jarod but he acted like he hadn't heard the begging of the powerless man on the floor. Lyle didn't have the chance to protect himself. After a while he stopped begging. He just wanted to get through it. He wanted Jarod to stop.
He felt his blood flowing down on his cheek. He saw red and green spots before himself. He fought to stay conscious.
After a while Jarod stopped and left him on the floor. Lyle tried to open his eyes to see what Jarod was about to do but he couldn't. He tried to get to a position which didn't hurt so much. It seemed to be unnecessary because every time he tried to move it hurt even more.
'Since when is Jarod so cruel?' Lyle thought.
Jarod saw his tries to move and went to him. Jarod grabbed him by his shoulders, which made him scream out in pain, and dragged him to a chair. Jarod cut the tie in Lyle's hands and tied his hands to the chair. Lyle had no strength to resist.
"Why?" Lyle asked as he was trying to overcome the pain. "Why are you...doing this?" His voice was nearly audible and kept stalling.
"Shut up bastard! You don't even know?!"
"Jarod, please...tell me why!"
"I leave you here to think over why. Then I'll make you regret everything you have done to her."
After that Jarod left Lyle alone. He went back to his thoughts.
'He matches perfectly her. They're both crazy...'
'But why?' He asked this time himself.
'You really don't know?' His mind asked back. 'All the things you did before. Don't you think that you truly deserve pain?' He thought over what he had done during his life. How much pain he caused to how many people. He wanted to die. He felt himself not worthy of the world.
There was only one thing he could be proud of. He helped his sister. It wasn't really his plan but he agreed. And it was the honest thing he had done before.
When she put down the gun his life changed. It was like he had got a bonus life from her. He wasn't satisfied with his old life. The people, he wanted to belong to, wanted to kill him. Those people who only had to ask and he did what they wanted. Whatever they asked... He used to do everything to gain their trust. What a fool he had been. It was like he would have lived in a different world. Things looked so different since that day.
He felt his pain and he was happy to feel that pain. He agreed with Jarod.
A/N: Hey, you don't really have to read this part if you don't like blood flowing everywhere. OK, it won't be that bad but remember: I warned you!!!
Later...
Jarod came back with a bag. He put it on the desk before Lyle. He took out knives of every size and put them before Lyle so that he could see what was waiting for him.
"Any questions before we start?"
'People are changing. It wasn't the Jarod he got known years before. That Jarod would never have used so brutal tools even if he had right.'
Lyle felt no need to plead with him to avoid his future but he wouldn't have had the opportunity anyway because Jarod put a gag in his mouth.
Then Jarod started...
All Lyle could do was to watch as Jarod sliced his brest up with small, professional cuts. They weren't deep cuts but it wasn't necessary to cut deep in the flesh. It really hurt. Like every cut was made ten times more in the same place.
Lyle's screams were muffled by the gag in his mouth.
"Has she cried for help? Did she know what was to happen with her? Did she know that it was YOU?" Jarod didn't wait for answers. He used the questions to be angrier and angrier so that he could carry on with his revenge.
Then everything became clear to Lyle. He wasn't getting the punishment for the things he had done. He was getting it for the things he had done to her. To his sister. Or what Jarod thought Lyle had done to her...
'Ironic' he thought 'the only thing I've done right and haven't regretted.'
The pain and the pulse in his body started to be unbearable. He closed his eyes to shut out the outside world. He tried to breath deeply but felt he couldn't take the pain anymore.
His body became limp. Jarod sensed this and wanted to wake him up to carry on with repaying him for what he has done to her.
Then something came to his mind. He set off to get a bottle of vinegar and water. He mixed them and sprinkled the liquid on his face and his bleeding brest. He woke screaming with the pain. It felt like being pricked with thousand needles.
This feeling hasn't stopped when Jarod ran out off the liquid. His skin was full covered with it.
Jarod watched him suffering.
He was satisfied. He wanted Lyle to feel how it could hurt. There was no way to show Lyle emotionally what her death meant to Jarod. Of that simple cause that he had no feelings.
He wasn't satisfied at the same time. He was upset. His revenge wasn't easing his pain like he had thought it would. Torturing him didn't make him forget her.
Jarod went to a shelf and picked up a gun. He aimed it at Lyle. There was no reason to keep him alive. He wanted to kill the killer of the woman he loved.
"Goodbye in the hell." Jarod said in a cold voice.
A shot echoed through the basement room.
The reviews are encouraging...
It's the first time I'm answering reviews here but I wanted to thank for those who reviewed to show that the reviews mean a lot to me!!!
kim/k: Due to a problem -I think- I got 8 of your review -if I counted well... Thanks for that /those?/ and I hope you'll like the nexts parts as well.
Joy: Hi! I'm happy you like it! He believes that she is dead because yet he doesn't know about their plan. Miss Parker disappeared the next day when Jarod and Miss Parker met. It may sound weird that she hasn't spoken to him since that but I'll explain that later. You have to wait a few chapters:)))
Ocean: I'm going to continue this. I have 4 more chapters in my mind and one in my computer. But it takes some time when I correct most of the mistakes...
The irony of destiny 5/10?
Lyle was trying to talk to Jarod but he acted like he hadn't heard the begging of the powerless man on the floor. Lyle didn't have the chance to protect himself. After a while he stopped begging. He just wanted to get through it. He wanted Jarod to stop.
He felt his blood flowing down on his cheek. He saw red and green spots before himself. He fought to stay conscious.
After a while Jarod stopped and left him on the floor. Lyle tried to open his eyes to see what Jarod was about to do but he couldn't. He tried to get to a position which didn't hurt so much. It seemed to be unnecessary because every time he tried to move it hurt even more.
'Since when is Jarod so cruel?' Lyle thought.
Jarod saw his tries to move and went to him. Jarod grabbed him by his shoulders, which made him scream out in pain, and dragged him to a chair. Jarod cut the tie in Lyle's hands and tied his hands to the chair. Lyle had no strength to resist.
"Why?" Lyle asked as he was trying to overcome the pain. "Why are you...doing this?" His voice was nearly audible and kept stalling.
"Shut up bastard! You don't even know?!"
"Jarod, please...tell me why!"
"I leave you here to think over why. Then I'll make you regret everything you have done to her."
After that Jarod left Lyle alone. He went back to his thoughts.
'He matches perfectly her. They're both crazy...'
'But why?' He asked this time himself.
'You really don't know?' His mind asked back. 'All the things you did before. Don't you think that you truly deserve pain?' He thought over what he had done during his life. How much pain he caused to how many people. He wanted to die. He felt himself not worthy of the world.
There was only one thing he could be proud of. He helped his sister. It wasn't really his plan but he agreed. And it was the honest thing he had done before.
When she put down the gun his life changed. It was like he had got a bonus life from her. He wasn't satisfied with his old life. The people, he wanted to belong to, wanted to kill him. Those people who only had to ask and he did what they wanted. Whatever they asked... He used to do everything to gain their trust. What a fool he had been. It was like he would have lived in a different world. Things looked so different since that day.
He felt his pain and he was happy to feel that pain. He agreed with Jarod.
A/N: Hey, you don't really have to read this part if you don't like blood flowing everywhere. OK, it won't be that bad but remember: I warned you!!!
Later...
Jarod came back with a bag. He put it on the desk before Lyle. He took out knives of every size and put them before Lyle so that he could see what was waiting for him.
"Any questions before we start?"
'People are changing. It wasn't the Jarod he got known years before. That Jarod would never have used so brutal tools even if he had right.'
Lyle felt no need to plead with him to avoid his future but he wouldn't have had the opportunity anyway because Jarod put a gag in his mouth.
Then Jarod started...
All Lyle could do was to watch as Jarod sliced his brest up with small, professional cuts. They weren't deep cuts but it wasn't necessary to cut deep in the flesh. It really hurt. Like every cut was made ten times more in the same place.
Lyle's screams were muffled by the gag in his mouth.
"Has she cried for help? Did she know what was to happen with her? Did she know that it was YOU?" Jarod didn't wait for answers. He used the questions to be angrier and angrier so that he could carry on with his revenge.
Then everything became clear to Lyle. He wasn't getting the punishment for the things he had done. He was getting it for the things he had done to her. To his sister. Or what Jarod thought Lyle had done to her...
'Ironic' he thought 'the only thing I've done right and haven't regretted.'
The pain and the pulse in his body started to be unbearable. He closed his eyes to shut out the outside world. He tried to breath deeply but felt he couldn't take the pain anymore.
His body became limp. Jarod sensed this and wanted to wake him up to carry on with repaying him for what he has done to her.
Then something came to his mind. He set off to get a bottle of vinegar and water. He mixed them and sprinkled the liquid on his face and his bleeding brest. He woke screaming with the pain. It felt like being pricked with thousand needles.
This feeling hasn't stopped when Jarod ran out off the liquid. His skin was full covered with it.
Jarod watched him suffering.
He was satisfied. He wanted Lyle to feel how it could hurt. There was no way to show Lyle emotionally what her death meant to Jarod. Of that simple cause that he had no feelings.
He wasn't satisfied at the same time. He was upset. His revenge wasn't easing his pain like he had thought it would. Torturing him didn't make him forget her.
Jarod went to a shelf and picked up a gun. He aimed it at Lyle. There was no reason to keep him alive. He wanted to kill the killer of the woman he loved.
"Goodbye in the hell." Jarod said in a cold voice.
A shot echoed through the basement room.
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