SILENT MOANS : CHAPTERS 111 – 120

SILENT MOANS : CHAPTERS 111 – 120

ANNY WRITES

CHAPTER 111

Jayson’s Pov

I know it’s definitely not in my head, and I know know for sure that the gasps and horrific shrikes are definitely not an illusion and I’m sober enough to know that right now they’re like a dozen of phone cameras flashing towards the scene as I stood with ragged breathing, honestly,

SILENT MOANS : CHAPTERS 111 - 120


I’ve never felt so much alive in a long time, probably because I’m slightly drunk, or for the fact that I’m still battling with Jasmine’s hurtful words

The bartenders scurred out of the space as Jasper slowly stood up, his head is dripping as he staggered to maintain his stance, broken glasses all over the other end of the counter and his clothes are soaked with different brands of wine and alcohol,

his movements were unsteady but that doesn’t stop the creppy smile that’s sitting elegantly on his face, his bloody lips twitched to the sides as he stares at me

Looking at him now only rekindles the hatered I’ve long locked in a jar, hiding it in the deepest part of my heart, reminding myself that he’s not worth the hassle, reminding myself that he’s only a walking shadow who’s sole aim is to cause havoc and mayhem,

I’ve constantly meditated on his disappearance, hoping that he’s gone for good but I was surely wrong because he’s standing in front of me right now, all grown and manly, his sharp features boldly written on his face even though I plan on disfiguring it in a matter of seconds

“Is that all you’ve got?, big bro….. come on!..” He rasped huskily as he staggered towards me, placing both blóody hands on the counter that’s currently separating us

“I’m going to kîll you….” I gritted out as I charged towards him with another punch that made him staggered backwards, only this time, he doesn’t fall….he came to an halt and glanced at the whole place, almost everyone is holding their phones up and he smriks

“That’s it brother, ruin your good boy image for me….” He voiced out and that’s when my senses ticked in as I slowly look backwards and saw the commotion of crowd, some were taking pictures while others were recording,

I clenched my fists as I realized the implications of what I just did, this isn’t good for my personality, this is going to affect me in different ways and ruin the well crafted image I’ve managed to build for years

“You are stopping?, Fùck no, big bro!, I need you to beat me to dèath, at least, land my fúcking àss in the hospital…. will you?, Can you?….” He rattled on with a smirk as he limps towards me and I stepped backwards a little

“Don’t make me kîll you….. here” I said carefully just so only the two of us could here, it’s already a mess that I acted violently in public and threatening wouldn’t be a good idea

“But I’m going to kîll you, so you better take your chances now, because unlike you, I’m not scared of some shîtty media” he said cockyly and I sucked in my breath

“I never said I wasn’t going to kîll you, but not just here…. you better watch your back” I said sterning and he scoffed

“I should be the one telling you to watch your back good boy, because I’m out for you and I won’t stop until I get what’s rightfully mine……… including Jasmine”

I wasn’t really affected by whatever shît he was blabbing about until he coaked out the last part and I felt something bang my head, I immediately jumped astride the counter like a flash man and grabbed his collar roughly…..

making sure his head hit another winery and almost all the drinks shattered completely, he doesn’t seem affected by the pains as he smriked at me

“I’m going to kîll you right here and now if you mention my Jasmine again, fúck off and stay away from her!” I jerked and he leaned his head backwards with a mocking smirk

“She had a crush on me first….. she actually told me I looked dreamy, she was into me first” he breathed out huskily and I tightened my grip on his neck, I don’t know why I haven’t choked him to death

“That’s because she was suffering from memory loss and didn’t know you were the one behind her parents death, you sick freak!” I lunched him backwards roughly as I let go of his bloody shirt.

SILENT MOANS : CHAPTERS 111 – 120

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