Chapter 20: Aftermarch

VICTOR'S POV

I shot my eyes opened, wanting to lift my legs but they felt heavy — same with my eyes. I snapped my eyes opened to see a white painted room? I took in the environment — it was the hospital. From the fluids, to the bed, table filled with drugs? And the suffocating smell of medicine gave every hint of where I was that anger pricked me.

I hit my hands hard on the bed's steel when the pain brought me blood from the needle already fixed to my hands, I wouldn't wince in pain except when a sharp migraine hit at my forehead.

I pressed my hands on it, shutting my eyes probably to relieve the pain, when the flashes came.. playing like today's memory.

The set up. I was seated at the study when my phone beeped and so I picked it up from the mahogany desk to see, it was Jessica. She texted to see me. I roared almost in victory, but stopped halfway. I should be the one trapping, not her. I gazed at the message — confused. The game wasn't clear. I responded to meet and got to the location. One of my warehouses far from my mother's place..

I had walked in with underated every possibility of her harming me if not I doing so. I had scoffed once I thought of every fragile kicks and punches she'd have flung to the air — it would be fun to see. So — I had thought. Until the shot rang in my ears and bullet hit me.

I shot my eyes opened. I had died? I took note of myself but the flashes wouldn't stop.

How I had flipped across the pages and read every damn thing mother wrote? Or so she said. I scoffed — I almost believed her.

I continued to flip through, uninterested, laughing as I went on with it.

“My dearest David, I hope this finds you well. I know you’re about to graduate from college, about to morph into the ambitious man you were always meant to become.“ I scoffed. Why only think of his success? And never — he's always been the favoured child.

“Not new.“ I muttered and read on.

“I don’t have much time left. So, read carefully and ensure that all my needs are met to the fullest because I am counting on you to do what I was unable to do. There is no doubt that I favor you more than I favor your brother and this had driven a wedge into our family.“

She did acknowledge. I, the first child was never placed first if not David. I hissed as the words pierced me like some sharpened knife.

“Victor has a condition called the dark triad.“

I paused.

“The dark what?..“ I frowned, reading on.

“I’m sure you’re familiar with that concept. This means that when he does unimaginable things, you are to call him to order and ensure that he doesn’t lose himself to the darkness. This is terrifying.“

Terrifying. My subconscience clicked.

“Yes, I know. But that is life for you. A lot of unplanned moments for you and you have to make a lot of sacrifices. Drop everything and bring out the best version of your brother. He must not know of this condition or else, he would come out doing something drastic that he won’t be able to recover from. Let your brother know that I love him till the afterlife and I will never leave him.“

He lived for me?

“But remember two things radiant sunshine of mine, sacrifice for your brother and he must never know what he is capable of.”

I stared at the last and then up to Jessica. I was wowed — shocked that I stayed silent unsure of what to say.

I would never believe this ink written stuff. I yelled never to dare me. I would never be desperate for love this much to be manipulation. I shot flames at her once she fought to convince me — it wasn't working.

“You think waving some diary in my face changes anything? That I’d suddenly forgive the who watched our mother die and still got to play the hero?” I questioned — full of rage.

I blinked. “That’s not true. David — he saved you. Again and again. He lived for you, even That letter proves—”

There. Again.. everyone had always thought of him as innocent placing him before I and my feelings — tagged as irrelevant. I watched this one too, believed him at the instant and whatever diaries presented to her. She knew nothing. But confides in him easily to tell me… I was wrong!

Fury got the best of me once I remembered she had imposed a dark triad at me.

“What is it that you know!!” I roared, grabbing the edge of a crate and shoved it down with a crash that echoed in the warehouse. The aim was her direction but she had dodged it on time.. timing — she knew that already.

“Nice.“ I remarked with a stern voice.

I continued in the action and stopped midway, once the voice whispered in my head — dark triad.

No?!!! I roared in my head and out. She had imposed that on me and I was near to accepting.

I stopped when she unexpectedly lunged at me, I decked it and soon gripped her arms tighted that she forced to wriggle out of it and I wouldn't let her. She slapped my chest with her hands so I backed off but I wouldn't until I saw fear in her eyes.

She did. Fear flickered in her eyes. I felt her body tremble too and her hands… they moved — slowly to the pocket of her coat, I saw the hands rest on the handle of a gun. For the first time, my mind raced a bit, panic surging in and once I raised my hands to reach out for the gun…

BANG!! Was all that rang through the silent warehouse. I staggered backwards and collapsed to the crates behind me and then my back hit the floor. I grunted in pain as I looked over to see blood flow to the ground. My eyes fluttered open — I was dying..

I grunted. I wasn't going to kill her. But this… they had won.

Now, the flashes stopped, I snapped my eyes opened, still in the hospital that I roared until the nurses rushed in.

“I always won — no one could ever.“

One asked if I was fine as she trembled at the sight of me.

“How long?“

“Sir?“ she asked with shaky breath — sweat already breaking out on her forehead.

“How fvcking long?“ I was pissed off — she was too timid.

“Two weeks sir.“ She replied.

“Now, get the hell out!“ I roared watching as she and rest of the nurses scrambled out like they had just seen a ghost.

I looked over to the IV fluid connected to my veins and pulled them out — without care — blood formed but I ignored it as right now, once I stepped out of the hospital, I wou

ld shed just blood!

At the thought of blood — I smirked.

It was going to be fun.