Cannibalistic (Book Two of A Bloodline's Saga)

Here's Max!: Part II

Soon you'll be part of my collection

And of you there'll be no recollection

Abducting and murdering you just feels right

Justified

Un-contrite

It's no f*****g use, so just give up; I've got the chloroform

You'll just be another chopped up, tossed on the cellar floor

Defleshed and Gutted

With a knock on my door and Miranda coming in dressed more elegantly than I, she informs me that the guests are here and settled down which means it's time for me to come out now.

Standing up on shaky legs and the fact that I haven't worn heels ever, I'm greeted by everyone when they stand up to get a proper look at me, the faces of David, Lucinda, Colin, Lizz, Brett, Jackie, Harry, Pamela, Nate and Miranda capturing my scanning gaze and instantly I'm seeing red.

These f***s took my bestfriends from me and I intend on finding out where they are tonight, though mid-rage another three unknown people gain my attention and instantly my rage turns to curiosity.

The two older unfamiliar people aren't the ones catching my inquisitiveness, it's the younger guy they have with them who appears to be wishing he was everywhere but here until his eyes land on me, now he's looking at the whole situation differently with the need to stay and suss it out a little more.

He's probably more attractive than Liam due to him appearing much older and more filled out in his body than Liam, most likely in his early twenties with deep auburn hair styled into a slight side fringe and bangs, tannish skin covered from the neck down in tattoos and piercing turquoise eyes with jade green emerging in them from the pupils out.

With both sides of his top and bottom lips pierced, septum and well over thirty mill stretchers in his ears, I wonder if this guy is an illusion made up of my dead friends but the name Darcy is announced along with his parents Kate and Justin, I can now confirm that he is real and he also happens to be good looking in more ways than one even if I am disgusted in myself for admitting that.

As if he's reading my mind, a small smirk creeps across his lips as he averts his eyes to his lap though the smirk doesn't sit well with me because I've seen it on Liam's face many times right before he torments me. 

Hoping this guy isn't anything like Liam and he is just gloating in the fact that he peaks my interest in more ways than one, I avert my gaze to his mother Kate who stands up from her seat to pour herself another glass of wine from the bottle in the middle of the large table.

Pondering on how they've managed to cram us all into the small yet stylish living room, I can't help myself but drink in Kate's gorgeous yet deadly looking appearance.

I mean she looks like a model, her hair the same auburn shade as Darcy's though parted in the middle and dead straight, her skin a gentle sun kissed tone and jade green eyes I also find in Darcy's.

Peering over at Justin and find he doesn't share many of his son's appearance other than the hard turquoise stare and fair skin, his hair however is a wheat blonde and shaved close to the back and on the sides, the top longer and styled into a slight fringe.

Flickering my gaze back over to Darcy and finding his weird turquoise and jade green gaze lingering back on me though minus the weird smirk, my eyes quick to avert somewhere else considering I don't think I have it in me to play this game with him right now.

I'm about to die and there's a high chance he will end up eating me tonight, so I might as well get all hopes of this guy being involved in my life, out of my head and focus on how I might die tonight.

Will it be a slow and agonising one or will Max have it in him to make it quick considering it wasn't me that killed his wife.

Witnessing the night unfold even further and discover that Kate and Justin happen to be of higher ranking than Max and his friends put together, they're pretty much categorises with my Grandmother Stella yet she hasn't been mentioned so far.

But the way Kate and Justin are talking to Max and the other so called important people indicate to me that they're dining with the lower class instead of upper class people like themselves, their expressions bored and hands constantly grabbing for the alcoholic beverages to hurry the time up.

So battling away with keeping my eyes off of Max, Nate and Darcy considering they're the ones that can't keep theirs off of me, I'm handed a wine by Miranda who doesn't say anything in the process of going back to her seat with a freshly poured one of her own.

Not hesitating in fear of having the drink taken away from me, I chug it down in hopes of it calming my nerves though find it does absolutely nothing, my eyes for the first time leaving my lap and discovering I no longer have the eyes of Max and Nate on me, though the eyes of Darcy's still stay and he seems to be grinning at the way I just finished my drink.

He's probably wondering if I even tasted it, f**k it, might as well keep staring back and see how he f*****g likes it.

Doing just that, it doesn't take me long to p***y out and drop them back to my fidgeting hands but continue to feel the heavy gaze of Darcy.

"Finally some f*****g food!" Brett announces in delight as a few servant looking men and women come out with trays and breakfast trays of plates stating the first course of the meal is being served, a plate of a small looking bacon wrapped pork looking medallion of some sort, placed down in front of me with a smeared green paste on the side and some garnish on top.

"So let's see if Randal's catch was worth the wait of the first course." Max grins once everyone including myself is given a plate and instantly I'm politely declining the food.

"I don't think you have a say my dear Ida." Lizz laughs then shoves the plate back in front of me, everyone else cackling and snickering including Darcy who seems to enjoy my discomfort right now.

Gagging at every bite I ingest even though it does taste surprisingly good, the thoughts of Darcy possibly being another Liam plagues my mind including images of him raping me before I'm taken away for slaughter, tears slowly making their way to my eyes yet it takes everything in my being to keep them at bay.

Eventually the first course is over and I'm able to count to ten until it's kept down fully, finally finishing it off with another wine and letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Avoiding the few occasional stares my way when the servant comes to take my empty plate, she avoids eye contact with me then taking off and bringing back more drinks for everyone.

"Alright everyone once these drinks are done it's time." Max declares until instantly the room erupts into a frenzy of conversation, though the f****d thing is they're all in a different language.

Noticing the language sounding familiar considering my Dad has used it before without me realising I was there, it brings back tears when I catch a glimpse of the ring he bought me for my birthday and the small Greek lettering of my name in the middle of the fancy little heart.

With all eyes on me as Miranda makes her way over, she is gentle with her hands when they make contact with my skin and help me from my chair, the necklace from my Mum comforting me as the countdown to my death begins.

"I am to get you prepared now." she insists quietly whilst escorting me out, my eyes catching Darcy's for the last time and for some reason I'm expecting him to help me.

Obviously he isn't going to when all he's doing is just staring blankly at his class of half empty bourbon, finger running around the rim with his parents attempting to tell him something he clearly has no interest in.

Losing their faces behind the door I came in only an hour or so ago, I'm stopped right out the front before she's going behind and undoing my hair.

"What are you-"

"The tradition is you go in naked considering there's no f*****g around with having to take the clothes off, the others are getting the room sorted as we speak. Now if you can help me with your clothes, taking out your hair was awkward enough for me." she cuts across me then makes her way back to face me to show me her beaming face.

She's awkward for taking out my hair yet it isn't going to be awkward seeing me naked and eaten alive? Okay b***h, your logic is f****d like the rest of those people in that room behind me.

Breathing deeply and stripping everything off, I turn around to see her already staring at me and my hands automatically go to cover what dignity I have left.

"No point Ida, we're going to see everything from the inside out." she chuckles darkly and for the first time I blurt the question I've been dying to ask her for some time now.

"Why are you guys being so nice to m-"

"The only reason everyone in this house is keeping their cool is because this will bring us some peace to our trauma and end yours completely. So if you please?" she commands over me a little more crisply though something in her eyes states she is happy to see her husband get revenge and probably start settling down with her, maybe squeeze out a few f****d up children of their own.

Who the f**k knows?

Opening the door on command, I notice the living room has certainly changed and is now layed out with plastic to catch the blood splatters and all sorts of instruments of torment layed out on a smaller table to the far left.

"Seeing as how this is Max and Nate's kill, they should go first." Lucinda speaks up from behind her glass of wine and giggling when David hits a certain spot on her neck.

Jesus f*****g Christ, these people are clearly retarded!

"I agre-"

"Hang on a minute!" Darcy practically shouts over Max when he takes it upon himself to go first in choosing his tool.

"WHAT?" Max screams at the guy who only wants to smirk but holds it down to continue his interruption.

"If I remember correctly, my parents were the ones feeding Ashley and Alistair more funds than these people and you put together, every single one of you in this room did f**k all because it all came from these people behind me! So not only should we be claiming her, my parents also promised me a slave considering my last one didn't work out so we-"

"You have got to be f*****g shitting me." Nate growls from his position behind his father when he knows where Darcy is heading towards in the conversation, Miranda quick to come over and try to calm her husband but he wants no bar of it.

"I'm not giving up her because your spoilt little s**t cunt of a son wants a new f*****g slave! I WON'T f*****g HAVE IT!" Max bellows and instantly Darcy and his parents are in a heated argument themselves though of course it's in Greek.

Also wondering if this guy and his family along with the others in this room are Greek, I leave it for another time because right now the conversation is turning back to English and it doesn't sound pretty for Max.

"The kid can f**k off as far as I'm concerned!" he yells at Miranda who steps back a little and lets her raging husband go, her face pissed as she storms over to pour herself another drink.

Kid that's funny, Darcy and he appear to be around the same f*****g age if not Darcy looks a little older!

"As much as I don't want to admit it, my son is right and it is rare he demands s**t like this! So I'm going to ask is there another person of Ida's value?" Justin barks with the room dying instantly at his change of tone and defence for his son.

Okay what the f**k? Now s**t just got interesting and I don't know if it's in a good or bad way, like could this family be worse than my fate Max has in store for me? Or could this be where my life takes a weird change and I somehow make it out alive for now?

"If you can bring me Emily and Luke then yes there is someone of her value, but they're invisible right now and there is no way you'd hunt them down because I owe you already apparently!" Max growls when he stomps his way over to grab himself another beverage.

"Well that's fine, I will get them then." Darcy states nonchalantly with his parents stirring angrily behind him at how their kid is taking it upon himself to not only keep talking, but continuing to make deals with this cunt.

"So Ida for Emily and Luke?" Max eventually gets out after he and the others wipe tears from their eyes, Darcy's comment apparently funny to them and it makes me think that Darcy really won't find them.

And if he doesn't find them then what happens? Will I be killed or will Max hunt me down as Darcy's punishment for not finding my parents?

Either way me and my parents are going to be killed and it seems that Stella isn't doing f**k all about it, like is she even sending out men to find me now? Because I have heard f*****g nothing about her attempts to find me!

"Yep." Darcy shrugs casually then Max's his smirk is wiped clean and replaced with a snarled one.

"You have a week-"

"Get f****d Max, he has a month or you can have her f*****g back!" Justin intervenes after gritting his teeth long enough and witnessing his son make this f****d up deal.

Ah there we go, the catch in keeping me.

You can tell Darcy's trying not to grin like a child as if he's just won a game and Max is refraining himself from ripping the smug f**k's head off, Justin instantly seeing his son's smartass behaviour and finally something snaps.

"But you Darcy, you smug little f**k! You aren't using any of our contacts; you're on your f*****g own! You and Max can arrange a meeting place for exchange at the end of the month but leave me the f**k out of it from this point on! You made the deal so you f*****g deal with it on your own!" Justin rounds on Darcy who seems relieved more than anything which is weird considering I thought he would have happily ate me with the others that stand around me.

"Cool so can we go now?" Darcy questions bluntly and automatically Max is losing his s**t with Darcy's parents suppressing everything they have in them to smite him where he stands but doesn't hold back on the verbal Greek abuse, Darcy not flinching once nor batters an eyelid when his Mum and Dad get right in his face. 

Peering over at Max who is now pacing around the room to avoid smashing up his son's place, my attention turns to the others who seem to be enjoying the free show that's currently going on.

"The nerve of this f*****g kid." Pamela chuckles quietly to her husband Harry who also agrees.

"How his parents haven't killed him is beyond me." Nate snarls after announcing that the dinner party is over, everyone murmuring as they gather their s**t to head home but subtly linger to see what else is about to be said.

"Good get the f**k out of my sight anyway." Max grunts whilst slumping back in a chair with a bottle of some spirit clutch tightly in his hand, Darcy's figure looming up beside me seconds later before a hoodie is pressed into my chest and attention ripped away from Max who's trying so hard not to look at me.

"Hurry up and put this on." Darcy grumbles then spins on his Doc Marten heels to charge after his parents.