Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

The evil laughter that has tormented me for hours has finally stopped

The vibrator also. I have been awake for some time, but I am afraid to open my eyes, not wanting to find myself in the dark anymore. Why did Alekos do this to me? He used my fear of the darkness against me. I never thought he would do something like this to me

Every man in my life, from my father to Alekos, had wanted something from me. There has never been one instance where a man gave me something without asking for something in return. Why am I so unlovable? Not that I wished Alekos, Reyes, or Stefan to love me. The only thing I wanted was their protection. But not anymore

When they were all over me, it felt good. For a little while, it felt good to be desired by one of the most eligible bachelors in the city. Until they showed me their true colors

My thumbs throb with pain. I barely remember when or how I removed the cuffs, only the pain. It hurt so badly that I ended up vomiting

What if I damaged the ligaments in my thumbs? I brush my fingers over my injuries, wanting to feel how bad they were.... Are those bandages that I feel? I open my eyes

Sunlight is coming from a window to my left. 1 am no longer in Alekos' closet but in a bed. Why am I in a bed, and how did I get there? My eyes take in the room. I am not in just any bed but in Stefan's bed

Dios!

I've gone insane

There is no way this is real

Laughter erupts from me just as tears roll down my cheeks. I put my palm against my mouth, not wanting to take my chance on this being real and Stefan finding me in his bed. He will for sure kill me or personally take me to Carlos. Not to talk about Reyes and Alekos

How will I explain how I got here when I was supposed to be locked up in that hellish place?

I have to go. Now!

I jump out of bed. Who's T-shirt am I wearing? Did I put it on? It did not matter. I pass by the desk, my eyes on the ring. There are ways to make Alekos, Stefan, and Reyes suffer without touching them. Without having time to change my mind, I grab the engagement ring, go into his bathroom, and... flush it down the toilet

Fuck Stefan! I hope he never finds happiness again for what he did to me. He had tricked me into believing he was okay with me being their bonded or whatever the fuck they call me. He had acted all possessive around me in Alekos' office, claiming I was their woman. Bullshit! Once home, he was as cold as an iceberg

I laugh again. Stefan would most likely give me a slow and agonizing

death for getting rid of his precious ring. He can be my guest. Fuck him! Carlos as well, for turning my life upside down. Alekos and Reyes can go to Hell for torturing and locking me up

Anger bubbled inside me

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I step into the hallway and listen, wanting to be sure that I am alone

The guys' low voices come from inside the living room. Giselle is also with them. Probably on her knees, sucking their dicks

The elevator is across from the living room. If I am quiet enough, I can escape without them realizing. I tiptoe to it and call it to me. Nothing happens. I try again-still nothing. Is the elevator broken? Then I remember it works with their fingerprints. Reyes said they would add mine, but since I am a 'spy,' they most likely set up more cameras around the house

Fuck them and their house! I should have never asked Alekos to help me

They wanted to break me? They managed to do that and more. I no longer care what happens to me as long as I can make them suffer for what they did to me

I go to Alekos' room and close the door behind me. Wasn't it enough for Alekos to hurt me when we were in high school? No! He had to terrorize me after I came to him, begging him to help, offering him something I should have given to someone who cared about me. But no, I had given it to Alekos Fucking Raptou, only for him to tell me I am loose

Damaged goods as well. And that Carlos and his men fucked me before him. Fuck Alekos as well!

If I flushed Stefan's ring to the same place dead goldfish found their final resting place, the sewer, it is only fair to destroy something precious to Alekos. But what? Except for his dick, which he uses to fuck any woman that opens her leg for him—and I stupidly let him be inside me raw-I don't think he has anything of value. I could castrate him or

I look around his roomProperty of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

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I could trash this place

Childish? Maybe. But I am beyond the point of caring. I lock the door and go to his bed, grab all the framed photos from the walls, put them on the floor, and stomp on them. Broken glass enters the soles of my feet. I have been subjected to so much pain in the last 24 hours that it is somehow easy to ignore it now. Or maybe I am fueled by adrenaline as my thumbs barely bother me right now

When all the photos are destroyed, my blood covering them, I grab them, together with pieces of glass and wood, and throw them on the bed. Shards of glass cut my fingers, blood and sharp pain coming from my palms. The rational thing to do is to have someone look at my wounds, but I am far from being done with Alekos' room/

Too bad the fireplace is electric; I would have loved to see his airplane models burn. Some of them are vintage and probably very valuable. I

pick up one of them, which looks very expensive, and try to figure out how I can destroy it. It is perhaps a replica of one of the airplanes used in WWII

I try pulling the front propeller, but my fingers are slippery because of all the blood from my cuts. I clean my hands on the T-shirt I am wearing, but more blood keeps appearing. And I think I see shards stuck in my palms

Frustrated, I throw the airplane on the bed and pick up another one. It looks like one of those planes people assembled themselves using a kit

I take all the pieces apart and scatter them on the floor. I do the same with all the kit airplanes on the shelves

I want to see Alekos figure out how to put them back together

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