HER HEARTLESS MONSTER : CHAPTER 41 – 50

HER HEARTLESS MONSTER : CHAPTER 41 – 50

ATTIC, 1AM*

The saddest tunes poured into the room like a whirlpool as Slade’s fingers danced on the piano keys.

The black piano is sitting at a corner in his room, and he’s sitting in front of it, playing a tragic tune like he does whenever he wants to go into his own head.

His eyes are closed, but he didn’t miss a beat as he played like a sadist.

The tunes were seeping under his skin like fresh air, and real fresh air is blowing in through his open window too, howling inside his loose black shirt.

He’s currently trapped inside his own head, and he made a huge tour in the darkest pages till he landed back to that night when Timothy said those shitty words…

“Slade, we should have…

Before Timothy could say the rest, Slade snapped out of it, and his eyes flew open.

His fingers stopped on top of a key, pressing it down to make a long sound.

He stood from the front of the piano and walked over to the window, looking up the dark sky.

The sky is fuçking dark tonight, no single silver linen. It’s the most blindingly beautiful thing he has ever seen.

His black cat, Onyx meowed at his feet, and he got his camera to take a shot of it before taking a shot of the black sky too.

He felt something in his shorts pocket, and he took it out.

It’s Twilight’s pearl earring, it burned his palm again, so he dropped it on the window sill.

Only the light from a solar candle is illuminating the room as he stared at the pearl.

Poor girl who has to die for him to live.

Poor thing who has to die to lift the curse his mother brought into his existence.

If Stella didn’t go out that night 27 years ago when she was pregnant with him.

If she didn’t witness the ritual, he wouldn’t have earned the curse in her womb.

He knocked the pearl earring down from the window, marching it with his feet as he walked to the bed.

Nothing can be done.. little one.

You’ll die…you have to.

Immediately he sat in bed, he got a text from Lord Vann.

Vann: We need to talk. 10am tomorrow at the admin office.

He threw his phone back in bed before laying down, but his eyes never closed.

He never sleeps.

HER HEARTLESS MONSTER : CHAPTER 41 – 50

TENTH TOWER, IMOGEN’S ROOM*

“I can’t wait to see who Slade killed this time. I’m sure everyone heard the scream” Posey said, laying lazily on Imogen’s bed.

Imogen is In front of the mirror, wiping her lips with tissues.

“Whoever it is… RIP to him or her” Imogen replied with a shrug, wiping her lips harder.

“C’mon you’ve been on this thing for like five hours. Are you trying to make your lips disappear?” Posey sat up.

“Wait till your blood brother kisses you, and you’d know how it feels. I feel like maggots infested my mouth” Imogen replied, still wiping.

“But your brother is not that bad, stop being extra” Posey replied, and Imogen stood to face her.

“Are you sick? Of course he’s not bad! Tamlin is handsome and has a greek-god-like build, but he’s my fuçking brother! Shut up!” She glared and started walking towards the bathroom.

“I don’t mean it that way. I mean… you should forget it and move on” Posey quickly said.

“Just shut up and go back to Ren” Imogen replied and finally entered the bathroom.

She peed and cleaned up, but just as she was about to leave, she met Ruslan behind herself.

“What the! Ruslan. How did you even get in?” She jumped.

“You know you can’t fall for any other guy, right?” He said with grinded jaws, and her eyes shrank.

“What do you mean?”

HER HEARTLESS MONSTER : CHAPTER 41 – 50

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