Punch...
Punch.....
I kept delivering hard punches to the bag.
That fucking bastard was back, I knew because I've always assigned people who keep watch at their house and report to me if the situation was something big.
I gave another hard punch to the bag.
He couldn't even protect his own daughter from me.....from what I was still going to do to her...... .but then again she wasn't really his daughter, even if she was he still wouldn't have been able to keep her safe away from me...
His effort wouldn't have made a fucking difference but the bastard didn't even try, he was too much of a pussy for that.
Sometimes he just looks so much like his god damned brother that I feel like pulling a bullet through his head, he knew that and had wisely stayed away all these years.
I wondered why he decided to return though, perhaps he thinks I must have forgotten...
Definitely wrong.
A cynical smile formed on my lips, I wondered how my little bunny would feel when she learns of this truth
My little bunny...
Yes,she was so fucking mine
The first time I had set my eyes on her years ago, I thought she looked like a cute little rabbit... Since then I have always called her that.
Even right now I wanted to see her, wanted to feel her lips around me as she gazed at me with those beautiful eyes of hers...
Damn.
What was fucking wrong with me, she was seriously fucking me up
My mouth hardened to a grim line as I delivered another hard punch sending the bag flying back to a far distance.
"Now that was a hard hit " I heard a familiar voice say from behind me
I didn't even bother to turn around to face him.
"what fucking brings you here? "
"Nothing... just decided to check up on you, it's been long"
I snorted aloud to that and just begun to deliver another punch but his next words stopped my fist midway
"Dad misses you "
I paused momentarily, I know only too well the underlying context of his words, I walked to the rack to grab a towel, I wiped off the sweat from my face before turning around to face him.
"well, semester still ain't over yet is it? "
I gratefully accepted a chilled beer from his extended hand.
A short laugh escaped his mouth before he lifted his beer to his lips...
I shot him a quick impatient stare
"is that the only fucking reason you came over here? to tell me that dad wants me back? get to the point "
Ignoring my question, his gaze swept around the house
"it's quite relaxing here, isn't it? It sure feels so damn good to take a fucking break from the shits happening all over there in the business ... and it happens frequently "
I followed his gaze, this was once our family's house .....but not anymore
Dad hasn't stepped inside of this house after the incident that happened to mom and Jenny.
I guess he doesn't want to remember...
Sometimes I also wished I don't remember too...
But it wasn't fucking possible
I still get those damn nightmares whenever I close my eyes, I still see mom's lifeless eyes... Jenny is in her pool of blood.
I couldn't fucking get it out of my head no matter how hard I tried .....so I stopped trying.
"I heard you brought her over here....inside this house "
One of my brows rose at his statement, he was surely quite well informed
"Keeping tabs on me? "
We stared at each other for some time until he decided to look away.
"I'm not so idle... It was dad's idea Just to ensure you are alright, you live here alone, you are still his son after all "
I kept silent to that, so he continued
"if you really want revenge a simple bullet to the head would do.....it would be all over in a blink of an eye "
I froze at his statement before regaining my composure, I gulped down a mouthful of my beer.
His words stirred up something from the pit of my stomach, it left a sour taste in my mouth
She was mine..... She wouldn't leave me so easily....she would never be free of me.
"Thanks for your suggestion but I have my own way of exerting my revenge "
"it's already been years, and you are still not letting go, you are not in love with her are you?"
My brows shot up at his words
"Whatever gave you such an idea.. you are so damn wrong "
"Am I? you left dad and the business to return here.....I know you came back to this town, this house because of her.. . I don't think you hate her as you fucking say, rather you are more than just obsessed with her"
I threw my now empty can into the nearest trash before facing him squarely
"I fucking hate her! And I'm making her pay in my own way !" I grounded out with utmost certainty
"ever you fucking feel for her does definitely not hate, but one thing for sure is that your feelings for her are unhealthy...for you "
"I fucking know what I'm doing, you don't need to explain shit about what I feel to me"
We stared at each other heatedly, I flung the towel away from my shoulders
I wasn't discussing this with him, I had just begun to head out when he spoke.
"Does she know? "
I slowed down to a brief halt knowing fully well what he was asking
"No"
"I just hope you know what you are doing... I really hope you do for your own sake,...I'll stay here for a few days "
"you have no right to fucking judge me, brother, you and I know that you are no any better than I am"
I walked out with these words leaving him to stare after me.
He was fucking right about one thing, whatever I feel for Gracie was definitely unhealthy, I know because it scared me too sometimes, but I know damn fucking well what I'm doing.
And what I plan on doing next.