Chapter Six

Trepidation run down her system when she realised she was no longer in Farooq's home. Rather, she was in Dawud's playroom. She knew it was his playroom because, she saw leaches, handcuffs, whips, vibrators and many other sex toys.

What wasn't with this man and why did he just want to fuck her? She couldn't understand and she didn't remember how she got here.

The thoughts started flashing through her mind once more. She begun remembering the fuck that happened to her.

~~~Reminiscence~~

She was in her room fast asleep when she heard her window open. She was scared and thought that it was a robber.

But who would be foolish enough to rob the home of a Mafia, if not a mafia himself.

She begun sweating. She said a silent prayer in her head. And waited for the worse to happen.

Instead a body lay on the bed near her. He looked at her as she looked at him. He smirked and hugged her. She was frightened. What was he up to?

"What do you want Dawud?!" She asked him with little courage in her voice.

He smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "Goodnight" he whispered as she felt a sharp prick on her neck.

Why did this man always have to do this to her?"

The door to his playroom opened up revealing the great Dawud. He smiled and walked towards her. He lay beside her on the bed just staring at her.

"Hey?" He called. She rolled her eyes at him and started into the ceiling thinking of how to get this man to let her go.

"Why do you just want to sleep with me?" She asked him sadly. He sighed and highest her lightly.

"You're irresistible hun. But I'm not going to fuck you, yet.." Okay that pissed her off. He wanted or was going to fuck her, but not now?

"I hate you Dawud. With everything in me! I hate you just like my father!" She spat at him.

He frowned and sighed slowly

"I'm nothing like your father bitch!" He growled at her as he got up to leave. If he stayed any longer, he's disorder may arise and Lord knows what he may do to her.

"I'm not a bitch, you fool. Don't ever call me that. You are a pervert and that's all you do. You just kidnap young girls and being them here to your fucking sex house. Idiot!" Kathleen made his heart hurt after saying that. He turned to look at her and walked out casually, but kit without saying

"She's just arrogant like her father. That's why they all kill innocent people..."

Kathleen was a strong lady, but this statement made her whole world collapse on her heart.

He was comparing her to her evil father, who killed her mother? She couldn't hold back the years anymore. How could such a man make her feel so bad like that?

She shrinked to the corner of the room and found a sharp blade. She started at it for a long while with teary eyes. Was this the end for her? Was this it? Was this how she was going to end herself?

She looked up to the ceiling and said a little prayer before she lost her mind and did the worse to herself.

Her wrist bled for a long while, draining her of all her strength and emotions. She became numb and lay down on the ground and was soon surrounded by a pool of blood.

She traced a small, 'I'm sorry' on the ground and closed her eyes. She knew this was it for her. But she never thought that this was going to be her fate.

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Dawud couldn't believe he spoke to her that way. He never minded if she spoke ill about him, but he gave an extremely rude answer.

He couldn't think straight, he was trying his best not to let his darker side take control of him and make him hurt her. He was really trying his best.

He drowned himself on the numbing sensation of alcohol and hard drugs(cocaine). He didn't want to think of what he said to her. The look in her eyes when he said that made him want to kill himself.

He heard her cry later on when he tried to check on her. He was not brave enough to face her. He called Farooq.

Farooq was over in less than 20 minutes. He wanted Farooq to keep her company, since she prefers his company to his.

He knew something wasn't right with her. And Farooq's scream when he entered her room confirmed his fears. He run like a possessed donkey to her room and met his Love, lying down in a pool of blood.

Her wrist was slit. He was devastated when he picked her up and felt her almost lifeless body. He had caused all this. Her eyes suddenly open and she smiled fraily at him and touched his cheek with her bloody palms and whispered

"I-I'm s-sorry.. f-for e- everything " she closed her eyes and that was it.

The darker side of Dawud had risen. He carried her like a feather and rushed to his car. He sat inside and drove like a maniac to the hospital.

He didn't stop for any traffic lights. He wasn't in control of himself. He just drove and drove and drove on.

When he got to the hospital, he never let anyone touch her. He took her to the theatre room and kicked the patient who was being operated in, off the bed and placed Kathleen there.

"If something happens to her, you and your whole family is dead!" He threatened every doctor and nurse present.

Farooq arrived a few minutes later, with his grandma. They sat down there for close to 6 hours. Dawud hadn't spoken or eaten anything since. He was still in his darker side.

He glared at everything and everyone. The doctor rushed to him with some news, but he shouldn't have brought it.

"Sir? She's bleeding too much and there's little chance if her survival. Her blood group is currently unavailable in the hospital." The doctor fell unto the ground bleeding, after Dawud's first broke his nose.

"Do you know who I am?!" He growled at the doctor. The doctor shook his head and Dawud smirked evily

"I'm Venom!"

The Doctor gulped and nodded and was helped by the nurses to get up. He walked briskly back to the theatre room to see to Kathleen.

It took about 4 more hours in the hospital before the doctor allowed them to see Kathleen.

The young lady, had grown emaciated just suddenly. Her rose red lip were pale and her

skin looked pale too. Her eyes were open and her lips were saying something that no one could hear.

Dawud looked at her for a long while. He couldn't react. He got up to leave, when a frail, cold hand held his hand and pulled him lightly. It was Kathleen.

He stared at her painfully and kissed her hand before leaving. He didn't want to destroy himself by punishing himself by looking at her in this state.

The old lady suddenly broke down in tears. She liked Kathleen like the granddaughter she lost. What she didn't know a that Kathleen was the daughter of the man who killed her granddaughter.

Kathleen raised her hands up to the old lady for a hug. Dawud walked out as the doctors and patients backed away from the notorious malignant killer.

He walked out of the hospital to his house. He was going to destroy his playroom. He drive once again like a maniac. He had hit at least t people but it didn't move him.

Other peoples life was not as precious as Kathleen's

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