The Revenge

Unexpected visitor

THE REVENGE

Chapter 7

• Alex's home •

Alex's p.o.v.

I kept drinking another whiskey. I was drinking or rather spilling it. There were about 5 broken glasses on the ground. I couldn't stop. The anger in me was growing. I had the feeling that I would explode at any moment. My life was turning upside down.

I no longer knew what to do. Who to turn to. I knew Jasmine was to blame for my mother's death. Then why did I need more evidence? Why wasn't that enough for me? I hated her, and at the same time there was a particle in me that believed in her.

What if Jasmine was telling the truth? If my mother really had to deal with killers?

Then I remembered last night. How I made her suck me off without feeling sorry for even a moment. Because old Alex was gone. That's why I did it.

That had to stop.

I broke that glass too. I didn't want to break anymore, so I kept drinking from the bottle.

I knew it wouldn't do me any good, but I needed to forget about this mess tonight. I had to do something. To cheer up.

I called Richard.

• Lucas's home •

Lucas's p.o.v.

I thought what a fool I was. Jasmine came home asking me for help, and I called her a taxi?

It was not a man's, but rather a cold and heartless act.

But I couldn't relax in front of her either. All this with her ... our "s*x for one night" took us away. Before, we used to get along better. After this incident, we barely talked and only in front of our friends.

I wondered why she had come to me. What about Chloe, Mark, Riley? Did I only know about things between her and Alex?

I thought about how I should go to her home now, to apologize for being like that and try to help her, but my ego was stronger.

Instead, I decided to go elsewhere. I had to visit another person.

• Jasmine's home •

Jasmine's p.o.v.

I couldn't believe Lucas called me a cab after just 20 minutes of talking. In fact, I can. He was like that. He couldn't stand me, he hated when I was around.

That was for better. I don't even know how I could go to his home. It was a moment of weakness on my part that would not happen again.

I undressed and went in to take a shower. I wanted to wash away Alex's attempts to r**e me. Still, I'm glad he didn't do it. At least this time. With each of our meetings, he was breaking me up more and more, so I was glad that this time he let me go.

I was wondering whether he let me go because part of him believed my words or vice versa. He was thinking about how to make my life even more bitter.

He humiliated me terribly last night. I felt like garbage. I had the feeling that all this was just a bad dream and that I would wake up at any moment and see Alex by my window waiting for me to play. We did this as children. All day we played hide and seek, chase, jumping rope ... all those children's games that unite the kids. We were such good friends. We grew little by little, but we continued to be the same good friends. To protect each other, to share. Many people envied us because we were very close and did not separate over time. Others thought we had a secret relationship, but no. We were just two teenagers growing up with round-the-clock games.

• Alex's home •

Alex's p.o.v.

I had called Richard to come over for a drink. I wanted to forget about the incident earlier. I had enough alcohol for a whole squad.

It wasn't long before I heard the bell. Richard was obviously quite fast.

I quickly put on a t-shirt and went downstairs to open it for him.

"What are you doing here?" I looked strange.

Lucas's p.o.v.

I've hated this garbage for a long time. He would finally get what he deserves.

"I came to clarify some things with you, scoundrel." I stated.

He laughed.

"We have nothing to clarify, so get out of here." He demanded.

"Oh, we have. Listen to me, you'll leave Jasmine, stop harassing and torturing her because I don't answer what will happen to you."

He laughed again.

"Me and Jasmine ... um, we're good friends, Lucas, didn't you know?"

"Shut your f*****g mouth, you fool!" I shouted at him. "Jasmine came home tonight and she was scared. She said she was coming from your house. So I came to warn you to stop chasing her!"

"Oh, you've been together," he laughed again. "Did you slap her little ass?"

He began to groan, imitating Jasmine.

I couldn't stand it. This fool was making fun of her!

"Shut up, you freak." I hit him with all my might.

He staggered and returned to me.

Several blows from both sides followed.

"Tell me one thing." he added. 'If she was scared, why aren't you with her now, but you're dealing with me, huh?"

He was right. But I had no intention of explaining myself to this freak. I just wanted him to pay for his actions.

"It's not your f*****g business." I yelled at him.

"Why isn't it my job? Jasmine and I are friends, and you're her boyfriend. I need to know how you treat her. Although to be honest, I think she's cheating on you." he smirked. "For example, yesterday she sucked me off, and an hour earliar Richard had f****d her at his party. She doesn't seem to be as innocent as she pretends to be. " he laughed.

I hit him hard. I wanted him to shut up.

"Does it hurt? Don't ... I called Richard, we can call her and the four of us have fun. I'm sure she won't mind. On the contrary, she'll moan until she's out of breath."

He kept laughing. To make fun of her. I couldn't believe what a freak he was. I hit him again, knocked him to the ground and struck him several times in a row.

"You're not going to talk about her like that, you f*****g freak," I kept hitting him until someone hit me from behind. I think I lost consciousness.

• Jasmine's home •

Jasmine's p.o.v.

I put on my pajamas and lay down on the bed. I was spinning for a while, but I never managed to fall asleep. I had a bad feeling. Maybe I was still worried about earlier tonight.

My life has really turned upside down. I couldn't count on my family. My mother worked all day, my father was almost not at home. And he didn't care how I felt. It was as if I was alone in the house.

I wanted to tell my mother. She was worried and saw that something was wrong, but I couldn't admit to her, it was for her good. I didn't know what they were going to do to her ... Alex ... or the mobster. I was praying that he would never return.

• Alex's home •

Lucas's p.o.v.

I woke up and didn't know how long I had been unconscious. I just saw that I was in something like a basement. My head hurt from the blow.

"What is going on here?" I shouted.

Nobody answered. I was probably alone. I had come to get along with this scoundrel as a man, but apparently he was a cowardly p***y and had tied me up to fight me.

After a while, I felt someone coming in. And here they were, standing in front of me, Mr. "I'm f*****g coward" and his friend, the f*****g freak Richard. I wanted to smash them from a fight.

"Cowards," I said, followed by a blow from Richard. "Cowards" hit again. "f*****g dirty cowards." Again.

"You're not in a position to offend," Richard said.

"I don't care what you do to me, you are f*****g cowards because you can't fight me like men." I remarked.

"The important thing is that we'll kick your f*****g ass," he replied and hit me.

Alex's p.o.v.

"Nothing in life is fair, Lucas. It wasn't fair to go to jail, but I went in. It wasn't fair to be accused of something I didn't do, but it happened. Life is unfair. Get used to it." I hit him.

"You're a freak, Alex. You deserve to go back to jail!" Lucas said, looking me straight in the eye.

"Is it? And why? Because I beat a trash like you?" I laughed. "I don't think your girlfriend will save you."

"Jasmine is not my girlfriend"! shouted Lucas."Don't talk about her."

"Why? Are you jealous that she's spending time with me? Don't worry, you can f**k her as much as you want, there's for everyone." I smiled. I managed to make him angry and I liked that. He was trying to free himself. I could see in his eyes that he was eager to hit me. But he couldn't. That's how life is. There are winners and losers. I will not lose a second time.

"I'm warning you. Leave Jasmine." he threatened me.

"And what are you going to do? Look, I'm a good person and I'm going to rent you a house on the beach to f**k her at least one more time, eh? Before I'm done with her."

"You're a monster." Lucas replied quietly.

He was already weak from the blows.

"Oh, yes, I definitely am." I laughed, hit and stunned him. It was time for him to get out of my f*****g house.

The mobster's p.o.v.

I watched from the small basement window as Alex was hitting this boy fiercely and I liked that. He was finally ready.