Bad Blood

ERICKSON ROERIG:

The guard I killed, I don't remember his name.

Whatever, men like these were not worth my attention.

I saw Rodger ripping his flesh off trying to eat him and I smiled. The boy was starving right now. I don't think he would be able to finish him whole, maybe I'll take the nameless dead home and get it cooked into something tasty for my lovely pets inside the chamber of horrors.

I have spent fifty billion dollars on her four years ago, ofcourse she was going to be played with a lot, until I get bored with her.

And like Ruth, I want to get bored of her soon too, it's just that I'm not.

Not Yet!

"Your Highness?"

I heard the knock on the door followed by the door opening.

The man at the door was all turned into pale with his eyes popping out as soon as he saw what was going on inside.

"WHAT?!"

I growled for his attention and he cleared his choked throat before uttering out.

"Dr. Scherzinger says we are ready for the patient."

"Her name is Ruth!"

I glanced at the woman in bed, bleeding out.

"Ruth Walker."

"She has lost a lot of blood, she would need a blood transfusion too!" He said.

"Take her away, I'm coming." I said coldly and he entered inside with other men to take Ruth back with them on the strecher.

I came outside the room and saw Nick sitting on the couch with his chin resting over his crossed hands while Mike was walking to and fro. Both of them waiting for me to get over with her.

"Chicos de la noche!"

Nick looked up at me and then again got back in his previous position of staring out in blank while Mike shot me a look and went inside the room to check upon Ruth.

"You don't really look happy after seeing me!" I frowned taking my seat besides Nick.

"Just tell me what's my punishment your highness, and let's get over with this!" He said.

"Why don't we wait till we reach the castle now? I'll let you suffer the consequences then?" I said with a smirk pulled up at the corner of my lips

He looked at me gritting his teeth for a complete moment, trying to study my face and when he got nothing, he finally mouth out his question.

"Why?"

I shot him an unbothered clean look and he continued,

"Why are you sharing her? If you want to, you can have her all alone, why sharing?"

"'cause it's fun!"

I lit myself a cigarette leaning forwards,

"It would break her soul, and I like the broken her."

"Right!"

Nick scoffed turning his head back to forwards.

I was just halfway done with my cigerette when Mike came out of the room rushing towards me in anger and punch my jaw hard, so hard that my cigerette fell off my hand.

"ERICKSON ROERIG YOU BLOODY FUCKER!!"

He grabbed my collar and started to shake me vigorously.

All I could stare was my fallen cigerette. I liked that baby so much. It still had two drags left in it. Argh!

I didn't say a word and he kept cursing me.

"How could you be so cruel to a poor girl like her?"

Seriously?! This emotional motherfucker?!

"If that lady dying inside was another whore I wouldn't have given a shit about her but that's Ruth! RUTH!!"

Seriously, he is so god-damn annoying! If only he wasn't my brother.

"How can you actually do that? Didn't you know already, watching how weak and small she is, she could even die with that kind of brutal force you applied on her??"

I remained calm, still speaking nothing, just staring at my petty cigerette.

It had two fucking drags in it.

It was 67$ Treasurer Luxury Black.

"You assaulted her in the most brutal way possible! You scooped out her entire foetus barehanded!! Do you even realise that she could loose her sexual abilities? Her reproductive abilities? or even worse, her complete life with this??"

Oh come on, Who even wants kids with her?!

"How could you do all this to a woman you claim to be in love with??"

Ohkay, wait!

'Love'?!

"I. DON'T. LOVE. HER!"

I finally shot a look at my pathetic elder brother and he loosen up his grab over my collar, still holding it a little loose this time.

"If I did love her, she wouldn't have been fucked by you, and you!"

I grumble, the last 'you' directed towards Nick there sitting on the couch.

"She would have been all mine. My Possession, My Obsession, My Heart, My Body, My Soul."

I snatched away from Mike's grab over my collars and straighten up my suit.

"I share her with you both, because I don't fuckin love her!"

NICHOLAS DOHERTY:

"THEN WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM WITH HER?!"

Mike yet again roared at Eric and punched his jaw hard, this time it was hard enough for Eric to bleed from the corner of his lips.

But then, I do have to say, Eric really love his brother, that's why Micheal is speaking shit but still Eric is quietly taking it all into himself.

I don't know about Eric, but I do love Ruth, and so does Micheal.

I know he does.

But we both cannot do anything against this fucker called Erickson Roerig.

So, we are just trying to co-operate with him so Ruth could be with us both and then when the right opportunity creeps in, we could each take her with us, away from the other fuckers on this sharing buisness.

At least that's what I'm planning of to do.

~~

Soon, people from the room pulled out the strecher and we all saw Ruth's body soaked in blood lying on it.

She looked white, all pale. Her eyes closed. Still it told clearly how much pain she went through before slipping into the coma.

I really pitty her

For the first time ever, I don't want her to be in the pain she is right now.

For the first time, I felt like she doesn't deserve this pain.

The boys took her to the jet where Dr. Scherzinger had brought up an entire Operation Theatre straight from New York.

Which makes me think, Eric had this whole thing planned out and it wasn't a decision of a moment.

Ofcourse, he plans everything out beforehand! Who am I kidding?!

~~

Once Ruth was taken back to the jet Mike grabbed Eric's collar again shouting at him loudly.

He was too much in rage right now.

"WHY THE FUCK YOU WANT TO KILL HER SO BADLY?!"

Eric didn't reply. As usual, he just gave him the strongest glare in this moment and scared, Mike took back his hands off of him, finally defeated by his own fear.

Eric smirked at his victory and extinguish the cigarette under the sole of his shoe, the one he was staring at from the beginning of this little talk.

Finally, I got up and walked towards him,

glaring right into his eyes.

"I won't say I didn't like the way you killed that foetus inside her. That was all just

annoying as fuck inside her anyways."

I hated Mike's idea of letting her give birth to the filth and then we would kill it after it's out.

It's good that it died with just a tiny heartbeat taking shape inside it, at least we didn't murder a whole human being.

The foetus was still under construction.

"But, Erickson Roerig, I swear, if Ruth didn't wake up after the thing you did to her body..." I glared right back into his eyes, knowing completely what I was saying.

"I'LL KILL YOU!"

He looked right through into my eyes, glaring at me after I finished speaking.

"Do you even realise who are you talking to in this moment?"

Eric shot me a brow.

"I realise. And I know I cannot do much of anything against you, but I swear on my love dying in there, if Ruth didn't come out of the coma you pushed her

into sooner enough, I'll find any god damn way and FUCK YOU!"

Eric rolled his eyes unbothered. Ofcourse he did.

I can't do no shit about him.

He is the freaking king!

He will always be the ultimate.

The superior.

The strongest.

My warnings were all hollow anyways.

And even if I someday find a way to kill him too, The high table won't spare me.

They won't kill me, instead would make me into a cannibal, one of those prisoners in the famous, chamber of horrors.

But still, I was saying things, maybe to comfort myself!

"I don't give a shit about what's her mental state but I just want her physically fine and ALIVE at any god damn cost!"

I said this right into his face and got back to slam my butt inside the couch I was sitting into earlier.

~~

An hour and a half passed in the tension just like that after which we heard something.

"I- umm, I-I have some bad news fellas!"

It was Dr. Scherzinger.

"What is it?" I asked, almost jumping out of my couch.

"Ruth didn't die, did she?"

Mike asked really scared and I slapped him hard.

"Oh just shut up will ya!?"

I grumble.

"Uh, no!"

Dr. looked at Eric for him to give any hint of expression, but he expected too much from the cold stone

"R-Ruth's uterus is highly injured. And the infection doesn't spread all through her body so, we have to take it.. out!"

"Oh" Eric said, "Ohkay!"

Seriously?! Just okay?!

"What do you mean she would have to have her uterus taken out? Tha-that can't be done right? H-how would she? That would make her infertile, right?"

Mike started stuttering hard.

It was all this fucker's fault!

Neither would he have had the idea of taking Ruth away all to himself, nor Eric would have been so angry.

We would have made Ruth to abort clinically! It was all because of this fucker and his feelings for Ruth.

"It's not a big deal. We don't want kids with her anyways, that would just dirty the bloodline! Remove it! I want Ruth, I got nothing to do with her useless uterus!" Eric said.

We both looked at him all taken by surprise and he just stayed casual and calm.

"Al-alright then! I-I'll see what I can do to save her."

Doctor said finally.

"Uhm, Eric, you need to come with us for the blood transfusion!" Dr. Scherzinger said, Eric nodded and walked out of the room.

~~

"Great, now Ruth will have all his blood flowing through her veins again?!" Mike said once Eric was gone for the blood transfusion thing.

"It's not like she didn't had his blood flowing through her veins before. Remember, he owns her.. down to even every single drop of her blood?"

"I hate Eric. I wish the fact that Ruth has his blood in her body could make me hate her too, but I can't! I just can't hate her!"

Mike said pulling his hair, dumping himself into the leather couch.

"'Cause she is an angel with a bad blood! A fighter, fighting in and out with a demonic presence of Eric all over her!"