Red Flags Chapter 40

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♥️🚩👫 (Badasses • Bad • Jerks) 🚩♥️

12PM*

The first two classes are over, and students are currently going for lunch before the upcoming classes marathon.

Emory’s friends are already in the cafeteria, but she excused herself to go use the restroom.

She needed to pee.

She did her business and came out to see Levi walking the hall with Conrad.

She followed behind till Conrad left him, and then only him entered the smoking spot behind the bloc.

She stayed by the door, watching as he got a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

He picked one and placed it loosely between his lips.

Emory gulped, her throat bobbing.

Why is that so…hot?

He was about to get a zippo when Sybil came to him through the other door.

“Hey I’m Sybil! Emory’s cousin. We can be friends if you don’t mind” she said brightly, wanting to touch his new tattoo…

“I wouldn’t” he said before she could touch.

“You don’t like touches? But you’re hot, and I …

“Fûck the hell off” Levi cut her off, going out the other door.

“He’s so arrogant! Fûck!” Sybil stumped her foot.

Emory left the door, tucking her hands in her jacket pocket as she started descending the stairs.

Omar appeared behind her, and he stretched his hand forward, following her closely while trying to push her.

He kept following, keeping his hands stretched and waiting for it to get to her.

Emory finally got downstairs, and he folded his fists as she left.

“I can’t do this!” He said and turned to go back upstairs, but he met Levi standing in front of him already.

“Banks?” He mumbled.

Five minutes later, he was already at the gazebo with Levi.

Levi actually dragged him here, and the moment he let him go, Omar threw a punch at him.

Levi caught the fist and slammed it on the pillar instead.

Omar’s knuckle bones cracked, and he cried out with all his mouth open as blood poured out of the knuckles to the ground.

Levi hit the fist on the wall again, and one of the fingers bent backwards as another bone cracked.

Omar fell on his knees, tears coming out of his eyes.

“Bastard!!!! Let me go!!!!!” He cried out, his nose running again, joining his blood on the ground.

“Not so quick” Levi replied, retrieving scissors from his back pocket.

Omar’s eyes widened, but before he could process it, Levi already cut off the smallest finger on his right hand

“Arhhhhhh!!!!! Banks!!!!! Ahhhhhh!!!!!!” He roared in agonizing symphony.

His finger fell on the ground, and Levi dropped the bloody scissors.

“Keep trying, and at every attempt you make to kill Emory, I’ll cut off one finger from you, and when you become fingerless… i’ll sever your fuçking tongue” Levi said, stepping out of the gazebo.

Omar’s mouth couldn’t close as tears poured out of his eyes in handfuls, blood pouring out of his cut finger in the same manner.

*

10PM, CARSON’S MANSON~EMORY’S ROOM*

The house is silent as everyone went to sleep already.

Emory licked her lips in her sleep, looking so peaceful and restful till she couldn’t feel her freedom anymore.

Is her hands supposed to be over her head?

Why is it like that? And why is her wrists restrained?

It reminded her of when Levi chained her to the tub at Forte, and her eyes flew open.

She gasped, and sweat broke in her brows when she saw her freedom really got robbed.

Her two hands are chained over her head, to the headboard, and the room smells like cinnamon.

“Levi you realize this is my house right?” She said, not trying to struggle since she’s already aware that it’s useless.

Levi is standing by her window, staring out the balcony with an apple on his lips.

He took a bite before looking back at her, and she gulped.

“What is it this time? Is it dangerous for me to go out again? As you can see I’m sleeping and I’m not going anywhere so untie me” She said softly.

His eyes were devoid of softness as he began walking slowly to her bed

He sat beside her, taking another full bite from the apple.

His lips became so wetly red, and she didn’t know when she licked her own lips, moving her wrists slightly so the chains clanged.

He brought his right hand to her ear, rubbing the shell while she pressed herself to the mattress at the tickle.

She has three piercings on her ear, and he touched everything, looking at her like his property, his own.

“They meant nothing? I dare you to say that again” he said.

“Who chains a girl up if not a toxic abnormal man?” She replied, her palms sweaty.

“I tossed a dare. Tell me the kisses didn’t make your little pu$$y wet and tell me you don’t want more” he replied, dropping the apple.

“Stop talking dirty!” She moved.

“Then drop the attitude, or I’ll fûck it out of you here” he replied, and her eyes widened.

“Are you…are you gonna rape me?”

He kept quiet, noticing the fear in her eyes at the mention of RAPE.

“Don’t… Please… Don’t do it” she muttered.

His expression fell.

“Don’t rape me” her eyes went shut, and she felt hotness behind her closed lids as she remembered that night.

How uncle Fred was slamming his monstrous pènis inside her without stop and how she was begging him to stop.

How blood filled the kitchen…her blood…

“Please… please don’t!” She started crying, struggling to move.

“What the hell Emory” Levi held her face.

“Please don’t do it!!!” She cried out again.

Levi unlocked the chains, holding her in place, but she kept struggling.

“No don’t…don’t touch me… please please… Please!!!” She shouted, getting more violent.

She hurt him with her nails and bit his skin countlessly with her teeth, but he kept pulling her despite the fight, trying to get her back.

“Noah!” He called sharply, and her struggling reduced as tears poured out of her tightly closed eyes.

“Who am I?” He asked.

“Uncle…unvly Fred” she stuttered, and blood filled in Levi’s eyes immediately.

What the… Shit!

“Fûck” He stood, letting her go.

He jumped down the balcony, leaving the house and mounting his bike.

Now it’s starting to come together…

Why she hates males, why she gets nightmares, why throws up at any sudden contact, why her voice isn’t loud no matter how hard she screams.

Gawd damnit…

He should have deducted it, he should have known..

He should have fuçking known.

His body was shaking with rage till he got to the casino and stormed in, meeting Master X at the office.

He’s sitting at his desk expressionlessly.

“Who’s Fred?” He questioned.

Master X remained silent, so he pushed the table with his leg.

The wood went flying across the room, smashing on the wall and sharing it’s splinters around along with the laptops and documents on it.

“Who the hell is Fred!!!!!” Levi yelled in blind piping rage.
“He was … My right-hand man when Hazzan was sick that year. He worked for one year in this casino, and he’s Emory’s uncle” Master X finally talked.

“And?” Levi growled.
“He raped her when she was eleven, and I’ve been watching over her since then, but when she became a college student three years ago, I felt like you’d do a better job watching over her since you’ll be closer to her, which is why I told you to start protecting her” Master X looked up.

“Why?” Levi swallowed his breaths.
“Because her parents lied to her. Fred was never arrested. He escaped, and he might come back anytime for her” Master X replied, and Levi laughed out like a maniac, the sound echoing in the room with a scary thrill.

He stormed out of the office, his body still shaking as he took heavy steps out.
Fred will definitely wish he wasn’t born into this world soon.
Even if he’s the middle of a fuçking jungle, he’d drag him out.
He’ll make him eat his own flesh and drink his own blood, he’ll make him cry and no water will come out even if he sticks his finger into his eyes.

He’ll cut off every part of his body and leave them in the open for vultures to feast on, and he’ll kill every single one from his bloodline till there’ll be no one left standing.

Even if anyone is left standing, he’ll wait till that person procreates, then he’ll kill him and his bloodline too.
It’ll be unending.
Unstopped.
He’ll maim!

Every muscle in his body were bulging, and every bicep swelling as he made his exit.
His eyes are a darker shade than they’ve ever been.
He came to an halt when he got out and saw Emory standing there, beside her car.
She’s barefoot, still in her pyjamas, and tears are still on her face.

She must have followed him here.
“The hell are you doing here?” He questioned, and she sniffled.
“I… Did I say anything to you in my sleep?” She asked, her breathing unsteady.
Levi kept looking at her.
Her barefoot, her shakiness, her tear-streaked face and red puffy eyes.

“Yeah…i know everything now” he said, and she came closer.
“I really begged him, I screamed. He didn’t stop. He kept doing it, and I bled so much in the kitchen… He… He said I belonged to him … He hit me with the rolling stick and i almost died. He beat the crap out of me and forcefully took my… My virg.

Levi pulled her to him, wrapped his arms on her and hugged her so tight that she couldn’t say the rest of the words, she just continued hiccuping like a baby.
“I’ll bring you Fred’s head on a platter, little fox. I promise” Levi whispered hoarsely into her ear, and she buried her wet face in his chest, her temperature so fuçking high.

TBC

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