4 Chapter 4: Addiction

SOMEWHERE

Screams echoed through the dark room. I stumbled my way inside as I heard the same old cries for help, people begging for their life. I got used to this, more like forced to get used to this.

The room was beyond dark the only source of light is the moonlight which entered into the room through the large window, It looked creepy with spider webs covering most of the ceiling with blood splatters on the walls and floor.

I saw the man I was looking for, Zake.

Zake plunged his knife deep into a man's stomach making blood seep out. The man's screams slowly died down and soon the man died too. The blood from the man's body started pooling on the floor as Zake moved his face closer to the blood and inhaled its scent. He took some on his hands and licked it. A wide smile crept on his lips, it looks like he got intoxicated by the taste of blood.

His dark eyes suddenly stared at me making my breath hitch. He motioned me to come near him.

"Did everything go by the plan?" he asked me as I was clutching my wounds and stumbled near him.

"Yes" I stuttered. He smirked as he placed his hands on my cheeks and patted it twice, his hands are covered with blood and I'm sure it got on my face too.

"you did a good job" he whispered in my ears making me smile.

"You deserve a reward, right?" he said and I nodded my head quickly. He took a transparent packet with white powder on the inside, That made my heart beat faster and I laughed like a maniac seeing that. All my hard work didn't go in vain.

He threw it at me and I catched it. I hastily unwrapped the cover and poured the white powder on my hands before licking it. The taste made me loose my control. Soon everything started to become blurry as my body heated up. I felt the maximum amount of pleasure at once, I couldn't describe the feeling but in the end it won.

It became an addiction. It all started when I went to a bar with my friends, they insisted on trying it and I did, now I can't live without this.

It became an addiction, a disease, that made me the worst brother, a traitor, and a killer of my only love.

WIN

Waking up, I saw myself on the cold floor, I tried to get up but failed. For a moment I forgot, I've been tied up. The wounds in my body were still sharp and painful. It's hard to bear this pain.

At first, they hit me, and now they are making me starve. My stomach started growling for food. You know what the worst thing is, they stay in front of the washroom when I do nature's business, like don't they feel ashamed or embarrassed to get watch other men do this, ewww.

"Hey!" I called the man who stood in the front guarding the room. He turned around and stared at me with his usual emotionless face.

"I'm hungry, will I ever get something to eat?" I said as his lips was pressed into a thin line.

"You wanna eat me" he deadpanned making me smile awkwardly. "No thanks"

I learned this guy's name is George. I saw her calling him by this name. He stands in front of this room for the whole day, does every bodyguard have the strength to stand all day. I tried to befriend him but that didn't work out.

I sighed, it's been 3 days since I came here. I'm hella bored. I wish they could arrange a TV for people like me to cope up with boredom. I need to have a serious conversation about this, the next time she comes here.

Speak of the devil, I heard the sound of familiar boots clicking in this empty hallway. She entered into the room, always the same black costume. Does the mafia's see only black and white?

I walked towards me and opened her mouth to say something but I cut her off. "Why don't you arrange a TV or something, boredom is slowly killing me" she had an expression that I couldn't figure out.

"Don't worry, you'll not be bored anymore" she smirked. I don't think this is a good sign. Whenever she smirks there is a hell waiting for me.

"cause the boredom doesn't affect the dead" she continued after a pause. I'm not even surprised, I saw this coming actually. I sighed.

"I already gave you enough time to confess and since I didn't get what I wanted, be ready to choose, heaven or hell"

"Hell," I said. I don't want to go to heaven. I survived here so I'm pretty sure I can survive hell too.

"Win?" she breathed and sighed. How did she know my name, nevermind I forgot she's a mafia.

"I don't want to hurt you or kill you, just tell me about your brother, and I'll let you go" what's with her, she suddenly started acting strange.

"Do you have any sibling" that was random, I know but answer that please, I don't want to be embarrassed again.

She nodded, "I have a brother" her voice is calm, it was really weird seeing her taking in that tone.

"What does he do?' I asked her, she opened and closed her mouth a few times, she didn't know making me smile a little but I covered it up with a cough.

"Can you believe me now, I really don't know about him" she nodded, she seemed to understand what I was saying but replied with a "NO"

All the effort that I put went into the drain.