Please

RUTH WALKER

(Six Years Ago)

"Alright, we are getting over with this incidence, and nobody is bringing it back here!" Dad said, once Rhys was back with us inside the car after we got him bailed out of the prison.

"This is all happening because of me, I am so sorry Rhys! You had to land up in jail because of me!" Mom said crying.

At this point I don't know if her tears were fake or real.

"Oh you would be surprised to know how many times I have went in and out of there Mrs. Walker!" Rhys said jerking her hands off himself.

"Ruth, dear! I'm... I can't be more shameful about being your mother right now!" Mom said holding onto me.

"Glad you know that at least!" Rhys scoffed.

"I don't wanna talk about it mom. And yes, you're right! It all happened because of you! Neither would you have turned into an alcoholic, nor would you be smuggling drugs, borrowing money from people around and NONE OF THIS would have happened!" I started with my reply.

"Had Rhys not came back home in time, I would have been raped by him. How many more people have you borrowed money from?! How many more jerks are there who are going to come up at our doorstep and try to exchange the money YOU borrowed from them with my innocence?! Am I even safe with you? Or do you not care about my safety at all?!"

I was at my limit of angry right now and the worst part of it was the fact that I could do nothing about it because the woman was my own mother, the lady my father loves.

"Ruth, Rhys, just calm down alright? Your father is still alive and like how I have protected you both from those loan sharks and other goons out there all my life until now, I'll protect you here on too!" Dad said, trying to waive the topic off.

"Oh please dad," Rhys scoffed, "You couldn't protect me from turning into a drug addict!"

"How is that my fault?!" Dad yelled at Rhys annoyed.

"Right, it's not your fault dad! It's because of my fucking mother I am like this! My mom was a bitch, so am I. My mom was a drug addict and so am I. Infact, you know what? I'll fix the money problem tomorrow! Just tell me how much you owe and to what people?" Rhys asked mom

"Okay now what are you planning to do?" Dad asked annoyed, Rhys ignored him and kept staring at mom so she would answer.

"I owe twenty three people, a total of fifty billion dollars!" As soon as mom finished her words, dad was taken by surprise, so much that we almost had our car broke into a tree but he applied breaks in time.

Not only dad, we were all shocked.

FIFTY BILLION DOLLARS?!

What did she do with all these money?

"I couldn't take money from lenders anymore. My reputation was tainted in the loan field. I was forced to become sober!"

As soon as she admitted that, I couldn't help be disgusted with her more. I just turn my head to stare out of my window as dad remained stoned. I could see his hands trembling.

Rhys scoffed and looked at her with hatred, "I knew you were not the one who would suddenly realise 'the importance of a family' out of the blue" He said doing the finger-quoting.

Mom grabbed onto dad's hand and pressed it under hers trying to sound as warm as she could make herself sound like, "Jacob please! I promise this would never happen again. When we got married, I told you I was a spoilt brat. You said you were ready to pamper me. Please, Jacob. Help me!"

"Fifty billion dollars? I- I cannot even think of that much money right now, even if I'll have to sell myself, I won't be able to make it."

Dad was silent. He was the man of the family. From my childhood to adulthood, I have never seen him without having a back-up plan for something, or even a way out. For the first time, my dad was helpless.

love made him like that.

"I want a list of all the people you've taken the money from. I'll settle all the debt in a week and we will move out of here then! I can't live in LA with a tainted family reputation anymore. We settle down the bills and start afresh." Rhys said.

Dad didn't say anything. He was speechless now. He had no way out.

"And where are you going to bring fifty billion fucking dollars from in just seven days?!" Mom asked him.

"I have some rich contacts!" Rhys replied.

"So all you're try to say is that we borrow money from one person and then give it to the other person we owe to?" I tried putting back the pieces together.

"Yeah!"

"And how is that going to get us out of the debt?!" I yelled at him really annoyed.

"Yeah, it won't get us out of the debt, but atleast we would be owing to only one person rather than a group of different people! And so, it would be a threat only from one particular family." He said.

"And who will be this family, that could lend a college student like you with fifty billion dollars just like that?!" I asked him filled with doubt.

"The Roerigs"

He replied, with a slight proud smirk across his lips.

"Th-The-" dad licked his lips nervously, "You want to take money from the king himself?!" He asked in a shaky voice, a kind of voice which already told me that these people were dangerous and not to be messed with.

"H-how do you think you would be able to make contacts with his highness himself?!" Dad almost yelled in frustration.

"My dealer knows Danielle Decousta. You know Decousta already, he is the protector of Micheal Roerig, the Roerigs' second son. My dealer supplies drugs to Micheal, through Decousta, that's how I can get through the Roerigs." Rhys said

Dad took a deep breath and started the engine again, driving back home.

"Are you sure you can make it work between you and the Roerigs?!" Dad asked after a few seconds of dead silence

"Dad, are you seriously considering this?" I asked him with a huge doubt.

"It's the only way out. All I could come up with was to buy a bottle of poison and have it all as a family and commit a homicide! At least Rhys has a way for us to live, even though it's not meant for long enough!" Dad replied extremely broken

I looked at mom. She didn't look bothered at all!

Why would she even?

She came back with all her problems and dumped it all over my dad's and Rhys's shoulders.

I really HATE her!

I would NEVER forgive her for this!

Well this and what's coming for me.

It was all because of my mom!

ERICKSON ROERIG

(Present)

I'm not a cannibal!

I hate the taste of human flesh.

Infact, you would be surprised by the fact that I'm into having green grasses more than the heavy meat.

I mean I have tasted meat, but I prefer veggies more in terms of my personal diet.

Ruth is lucky that way, or it would have been me instead of Rodger who would be eating that flesh out of her.

I looked at the twelve year old boy eating happily. His happiness comforts me as I smiled at him after I saw Ruth passing out

"How does the meat taste? Delicious?" I asked.

He got on his four and came crawling upto my feet and offered me a bite.

"You want a taste master?"

Well, the meat.. I hate it but somehow, it was something made of Ruth and anything related to her, drives me insane.

I desire her, the whole of her.

"I would love to!"

I squat down and open my mouth out for the little boy to feed me with his bloody hands. The clotted thick metalic liquid sticking to my lips which I used my fingertips to push it back into my mouth.

"Mmh.. It has the sweetness of my amore with the rotten taste of that other fucker who created this!"

I comment licking the blood off my fingers as one of my guards watched me disgusted and when I looked back at him, he quickly turn his head around and took his eyes off of me.

Ah, my blood lust ain't satisfied yet.

I should have killed Brian myself.

Now, this poor guy has to compensate.

I tap my shoe against wooden floor again to stand right before the man who was bathing with his own sweat.

He knows he is about to be killed now, and I like that general awareness.

"You know what would have tasted better than this foetus?" I said looking straight into his eyes and he gulped in fear, "If the foetus was a part of mine and Ruth!"

He looked up at me shocked. Perhaps wondering why would I want to eat my own kid out of her womb, but I don't want kids with Ruth.

She is just a whore!

To suck my cock and die alone.

She'll die being mine but I won't be hers.

Not because I want another woman to own me, it's just that Erickson Roerig isn't OWNED BY WOMEN.

Nobody has a right on me, but me!

I'm Mine

And so is she.

All Mine.

"It just gave me a bloodlust to eat my own child made out of her. Oh he would taste so good. Her sweetness with my dominance!"

I said strolling back to the guy who was sweating profusely, waiting for my next move, wanting to make the time stop, so he could run..?

That's how fear should feel like, isn't it?

I haven't really experienced fear my whole life, so don't know how that thing works with the adrenaline rushing in your system.

"Are you ready?" I lean into his ears from behind before getting my hands into action.

"Please-" He whispered in a dead voice.

I chuckled with my breath cursing,

"Lame! I'm really bored of that."

I got a hold of his head and snapped it in between both my hands in one shot as he slouch down on the floor before going down, dead.

"Your life could have lasted longer if you hadn't chosen to speak that word! 'Cause after meeting mi amore, I kinda hate that word!"

I looked at Ruth, her face still shining brightly with all the dusk over her face.

"The word turns me on and want to break her more, both things at the same time!"