Episode 12

"Your sweet sister and her peculiar tastes… If you have no other questions, leave; I'm busy," my father said.

"No… You haven't even answered the one I just asked," I said, annoyed.

"I don't answer stupid questions."

"Did you just call me stupid?" I asked, irritated, and he ignored me.

"Why is it so hard to tell me who she is?"

"Because it shouldn't matter to you who she is."

"Wow, it shouldn't matter to me, but that damn woman clings like a tick, won't even let me breathe; she’s a complete nuisance."

"She’s coming to dinner tonight, so behave yourself. I'm tired of hearing your dramas, now go away."

"I'd forgotten how affectionate my father is," I said sarcastically.

"Don't forget it, Alessandro."

"My dear, are you home?" my mother said as she entered my father's study. She was addressing me, pretending to talk to me.

"Yes, Mother, I'm here," I told her as I passed by her, leaving the study. I knew how this would end up.

But before I left completely, I saw my mother walk over to my father and sit on his lap.

"Darling, everything is all right, isn't it?"

"Yes," he replied while stroking my mother's hair.

Even in my frustration, I went to my room, feeling extremely restless.

That damn mole was on my mind.

I decided to call Stepy.

"Hello, darling, is everything all right?" she answered from the other side of the line.

"Yes, everything's fine. Are you at your house?" I asked.

"No, I'm at my parents' house; my aunt is coming back from her trip, and we'll have a family gathering."

I sighed, wishing to see Stepy, but now this damn urge to kill Daniela overwhelmed me, just thinking about her; I couldn't shake off this desire to leave her bruised and breathless.

"Alessandro, are you okay?"

"Yes, I’m fine. I think I'll go drown in a bit of frustration."

"Tell me what’s wrong, darling," she said.

"It's Daniela. I can't stand her one bit."

"Then why were you driving her in your car this morning? Don’t lie to me, Alessandro."

"Ha, you can deceive me, but I can't trick you," I said while a boisterous laugh escaped me.

"I just did it to see when you'd get rid of him; you know it's amusing to see you jealous."

"Amusing? Stephanie, if that's how you want to play, brace yourself for the consequences," I said and hung up the call.

Within minutes, I heard my cell phone ringing.

It was a text message.

"Don't provoke me, Alessandro."

I tossed my phone onto the bed after reading the message from my toxic girlfriend.

I entered the bathroom and took a long shower; I needed to clear my thoughts.

After leaving the bathroom, I went to the old warehouse.

There I saw Stepy's ex-boyfriend, shuffling around trying to free himself.

"You shouldn't do that; you're just ruining my new canvas," I sighed as I approached him.

Bler was looking down.

"I brought food," I said as I approached them with two plates in my hands.

"Eat," I said to the younger of my two victims.

I threw the plate on the ground, and he just stared at what was inside the plate.

"I hope you eat well," I said, standing in front of Bler. He was no longer able to move easily, so to do something good, as my father says, the plate had a spoon, and inside there were fly larvae and dog kibble mixed with milk.

"Time to eat, daddy," I said, recalling how he used to make me refer to him when we lived together, how he always tampered with my food.

Sometimes, my cereal was swapped for dog kibble and the milk for water, forcing me to eat that crap while he and Isabella just laughed. I will never tire of making him suffer even more, perhaps threefold for all he put me through.

He slowly opened his mouth, and I inserted the spoon.

He choked back the urge to vomit, or maybe he's gotten used to being fed these delicacies.

"Are you not going to eat?" I asked the other fool; he just kicked the plate away.

"No, this is disgusting," he said, "I swear when I get out of here, I'll kill you." Bler turned to look at him, and I heard them laugh, I think even he knows this idiot can't hurt me.

"Don't laugh and eat, daddy," I said, and he opened his mouth again.

I fed him until the plate was completely empty.

"You've behaved very well, Bler, so I won't play with you today; I'll play with him instead."

I moved away from Bler and walked towards... I'll call him trash two.

"Why don't we have a bit of fun?"

I said, pulling on the chain since he wouldn't get up, he kept struggling.

I dragged him to an operating table, and with some effort, I got him on top of it; he was weak because he hadn't eaten since I brought him here.

I started sanding his back with an electric sander.

I thoroughly enjoyed causing him pain; he wouldn't stop screaming over and over, just imagining all the times he had laid his disgusting hands on my girlfriend.

"You damn miserable son of a b..."

I sanded even harder right where his spine was.

"NO ONE CALLS MY MOTHER A WHORE; IF MY FATHER WERE HERE, I ASSURE YOU YOU'D BE DEAD."

I don't know how much more I did to him, just lost in a frenzy; I wanted to hear more, but when I was about to drill into him again, he stopped screaming. My clothes were very red, luckily I was wearing an apron.

When I checked for his heartbeat, I found out he was dead.

"Wow, no one lasts as long as you," I said to Bler.

I took a saw and cut his body into several pieces, then tossed them into a tub. After leaving that room, I fetched my father’s acid; I placed the tub in the acid and watched as the body of this wretch was consumed, his bones polished, his flesh slowly separated.

After showering, I left the warehouse and started driving home.

As I was about to reach my place, I saw Daniela running along the street, close to my house.

"She's crazy," I thought.

But she was running in the opposite direction.

Then I saw two men in black racing after her.

I turned my steering wheel and accelerated until I caught up with Daniela, stopping right in front of her.

"Get in," I commanded.

She seemed hesitant, glanced back, then got in, as the men chasing us began to fire at my car, but the bullets kept bouncing off again and again.

Nothing could penetrate; the car was armored, it seems my father thought of everything.

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