Disclaimer: Contains violence and mature situations
Chapter 11
Adrianne West
Part Two
…next night
How did this happen?
When Adrienne woke up from yet another drug induced slumber she found herself tied up on a
leather sofa. Her eyes filled with water, but the fear was paralyzing her ability to cry.
It was only when she tried to address her ex-husband that she realized her mouth had been
covered with duct tape.
Cameron opened up the small liquor cabinet that was on top of a table and took out a bottle of red
wine and two crystal wine glasses.
"We always did enjoy a glass of wine in the evening," he put on the record player as he walked
towards her, "A wife is required to submit to her husband."
Etta James' At Last filled the room. It used to be their song.
The tape was ripped off her mouth swiftly and Cameron forced her lips to the glass. A bit of wine
trickled down her chin.
"I don't take kindly to meddlesome behavior. All of these children belong to me."
"d-on't..."
He undid the buttons on her blouse with careful and cold hands. She tried to let her mind wander,
to think of other things, like her favorite toys when she was a child or when she went to the zoo.
"...and you belong to me." He forced his lips down on hers hard.
That was when one tear fell down her cheek.
She knew deep within her soul that she didn't have much time left to live.
"w-why?" Adrianne asked in a futile attempt of him giving her a true answer as to why he raped
her and kept muttering that he was "saving this sinner wife from eternal damnation."
He buttoned up his shirt and put on his black blazer. She meant nothing to him.
"I asked my children What if, we let sin attempt to fight back to see who would win?" Cameron
took out a knife and slid it down her chest and back up again. She was trembling. The blade of the
knife was glistening on her sweat.
He untied her arms and legs, but she was too terrified to get up.
"If you succeed in fighting back, you can leave. But if you make the mistake of going to the police I
know where to find you."
She was just aware of the fact that she was naked.
What did he do with her clothes?
"m-y clothes?"
Adrianne slowly forced her body up and was surprised he let her cover herself with a white sheet.
Cameron walked to the door not phased over what he had done.
He was the Lord.
He put his hand on the doorknob and smiled while he opened the door.
"You said you always wanted five children and they're all waiting for you…..They are hiding in
every corner. Some are upstairs. Some are downstairs. Some are even in your narrow mind.
Every single one of them would kill for me."
Why couldn't he just take out a gun and shoot her?
Adrianne wrapped the sheet around her as she gradually walked towards her former husband. Her
body was in so much pain, but she knew she had to keep on going.
"Yes, try the front door. Like it won't be locked by alarm system."
Hydrangea walked down the stairs and it was the reflection coming from the mirror on the side
wall that made Adrianne turn around as she ran UP the stairs screaming.
Cameron went back to the den closing the door behind him. He took the remote control that was
on the maple wood desk and clicked on the sensor attached to the wall. The walls opened up to a
plasma screen television.
With another glass of wine in his hand he pressed the button to his auxiliary hook-up set on black
and white.
It was more authentic that way.
The revolutions were going to be televised.
Butterfly was successful in getting the false safety feeling of the sheet off her.
Adrianne was putting up a "too little, too late" fight when she saw the blood coming out of her legs.
She kicked before his sons came out of hiding.
Adrianne was able get up and lock herself into the small utility closet. Firefly, Panther, and Jaguar
were breaking the door down. The closed-captioning came on the screen. "You mocked our
Lord. Sin will not win! Lord Cameron is light. Lord Cameron is love."
Cameron smiled as he finished his glass of wine as he watched his young flock overtake his
ex-wife.
It was 2:43 in the morning when Audrey woke up. She was fooling herself trying to sleep. She was
trying to remember where something was, even though she was certain she put it in a familiar place.
"Walter," she knew he was just as mentally drained as she was, but she still needed to hear his
voice, "Walter---"
"W-hat is it, Audrey?" By her tone, he knew she was not waking him up in the middle of the night
because their son was found.
She turned the lamp on its dimmest setting while she propped up her pillows.
"What happened to that tablet that Adrianne gave me? I can't find it. I thought I brought it upstairs.
I should've have looked at it yesterday, but I had to deal with that woman from that tabloid TV
show."
Audrey didn't think doing an exploitive made-for-TV movie style interview was going to bring
Drake home any time sooner. Besides finding the whereabouts of her son was more important than
the ratings of a tabloid-centered TV show.
"I didn't see it. Would you like me to take a look downstairs?"
"No. I'm sure it'll turn up," she turned the light off and rested her head on her husband's chest,
"Do you think he's safe, Walter? Do you think he's at least safe?"
He didn't want to lie to his wife. "You and I both know as long as he's with Cameron DePalma he
is anything but safe."
Cameron's smile quickly faded as he walked to the TV to turn it off.
His heart started to beat rapidly, his pseudo calmness starting to disappear—one of his children,
one of his beautiful children betrayed him.
Did they think he would not notice?
Cameron opened the door and walked upstairs to where everyone was standing around
Adrianne's dead body still clutching their knives.
"One of you have betrayed me. But you are all going to pay for upsetting your Father. Drop your
knives to the floor. Firefly, I'd like to know, and I'm sure your brothers and sisters would like to
know as well, when did you decide to MAKE yourself God?"
Of all the knives on the floor, Firefly's was the most clean, which Cameron took it to be an insult
of their faith in their mission—and in him.
"I could have your loving brothers and sisters kill you for you betrayal. I will NOT have you or
anyone else have NO faith in me! Get on your knees and pray!"
"i-l-love y-you, l-l-ord c-c-ameron." The words were slowed. The paranoia ran deep within all of
their veins. The tears were real, but out of context.
He picked him up as he instructed the rest of his followers to watch.
"You are GOING to prove your love to me, my sinning child," Cameron went down the first two
steps out of the twenty. "If you have wings you will fly. It really is that simple. If your brother lives,
he's pure. If he is seriously wounded or dies then we know he betrayed us, and he shall be
banished from my kingdom."
The gazes were blank, their feelings fraudulent as they watched their Lord.
He then proceeded to throw Firefly, the former Drake Parker, down the stairs.
"Walk behind me, my children."
Cameron walked down the stairs. Firefly was slow to get up, but was able to put himself in a
standing position by the time Cameron was standing in front of him.
He, like the rest of the clan, were weak, exhausted, starving, and in a 24/7 perpetually chemically
altered state.
"Get on your hands and knees. Your brother, Firefly has sinned. You went against your Lord and
that will NOT be tolerated,"
Cameron lifted his chin up. "Tell us of your sinning ways."
"i-i-g-nored y-your w-wishes."
Cameron put his palm on Firefly's head. "Everyone form a half circle. Do not close this holy circle
until I bring Firefly into the light. Do you realize your SINNING ways?"
"Yes, Lord Cameron. I love and worship you."
"Rise up, my child, rise up. Walk behind me into the holy circle. Panther, take the lashing belt off
the hook, and hand it to me once I enter the circle. We need to get rid of the sin. Firefly, lay face
down—everyone now join and hands and pray."
Cameron folded out the belt and kissed it before holding it up above his head, "This is God's will
and it will be done."
The group walked in a slow moving circle doing the forgiveness chant as Cameron belted Firefly
with six loud lashes across his back.
"The only way you are going to learn is to have your brothers and sisters beat the sin out of you."
Six turns of the belt across the back from each loving brother and sister, everyone doing as they
were told much to the delight of the master.
"Rise up, my child. Your brothers Panther and Jaguar will take you upstairs into the shower.
Butterfly, start boiling the water and Hydrangea prepare the closet. You are naked as you came
into the world. Get on your knees and pray for eternal salvation. Panther and Jaguar wait outside
the door. Butterfly bring me the water. And not a word out of any of you."
Cameron took the pot of water from Butterfly and motioned for her with his eyes to close the
door.
"This water will purify you and the sin out of your soul." Cameron didn't blink as he poured the
boiling water over Firefly, who was too internally paralyzed to react.
"Rise up, my child. Walk behind me to the prayer closet. You will sit there without any Earthly
possessions to confuse you. You will listen to my motivational tapes—I will come to collect you in
the morning light. Panther helped Firefly into a chair and turned on the small lamp. Jaguar gave the
key to Cameron who locked the door, "Put on those headphones and press play. See the light, my
child, see the light. Keep on playing all the tapes until I come back for you. Butterfly and
Hydrangea go to your rooms until it is time to prepare the evening meal. Jaguar and Panther stay
by this door to help your brother, Firefly. But first you will dispose of the sinning body in the hall."
"Yes, Lord Cameron."
NEXT DAY
Jaguar walked first, Firefly still naked was in the middle, and Panther behind into the kitchen.
"Firefly, my child, get on your knees and tell me what you learned."
"I learned that you are God, Lord Cameron. You know what is best for all of us, and I love and
worship you, I deserved my punishment for my sinning ways."
"Hydrangea, bring him the black terry robe," Cameron put his palm on Firefly's head, "Rise up,
my child, we will all be eating breakfast now. Firefly would you say the breakfast prayer?"
"We gathered here to celebrate the joy and love of Lord Cameron. He knows what is best for all
of us. I will kill for you, my Lord.
We all love and worship our lord. He is the light. Amen."
Yes, every single one of his children would kill for him.