KURT'S POV:-
"And now, the defending champion, the best of the best. As we all have expected, ladies and gentlemen, this year as well, Mr Kurt Rodriguez took first place in the yearly Bike racing championship. Please put your hands together for Kurt Rodriguez." I smirked widely as the host announced my name. I walked up towards the stage, taking the trophy in my hands. I kissed the trophy as always. Then they gave me the winning cheque. I grabbed the cheque and the reports took pictures.
The cheque was taken away and they gave me a mic. My fans were screaming my name. I gave the trophy to the woman standing behind me. Then I turned to look at my fans. "I love you all. My fans are the reason why I try harder than before to win this. So they will not be disappointed by my performance. I just want to say thank you to all my fans and my friends who have been supporting me and helping me win every year. Thank you all." I did my little speech I had prepared in my mind at the last minute. I was never good with the speeches. So I always prepared my speeches at the last minute inside my head.
Everyone cheered as the producers slided my meddle in my neck. As always, I grabbed my gold meddle and held it between my teeth. I took back the trophy and hugged it tightly. The flashes of all the cameras nearly blinded me for a split second. I blinked a few times to adjust my sight with the camera flashes. But when I looked at people, I found so many monsters standing in front of me. The monsters were huge. They had horns one their heads. They were hairy like the Chupacabra we read about in novels. And their claws and fangs had blood on them.
My eyes wandered around to find my dad. But I could not find him at all. "Son, why did you do that?" I sighed in relief as I heard my father's voice from around. I looked around but did not find him on the stage either. Until I looked down towards my feet. I found the corpse of a man lying on my feet. When my eyes went towards my trophy, I gasped loudly. Instead of the trophy, I had my father's head in my hands. "Why did you do that, son? Why did you behead me? I am your father. The one who loved you with all his might." The head of my father asked me.
I quickly dropped his head on the ground. The monsters were cheering like I had done something outstanding. "Dad! No no no… what happened to you? Dad, who did this?" I asked as tears stung into my eyes. I suddenly panicked. I hugged his body and tried to reconnect his head with his body. Lamest move! Yeah, I know. But I was panicking and I had no idea what was going on.
"You! You did this to your father. You beheaded your loving father. And had his heart in your neck as if it was a meddle. I can not believe I gave birth to a monster like you, Kurt. You are a monster, Kurt." I heard my mother yelling at me with hatred dripping words. Her words pierced my heart. But my father's dead body actually sliced my heart. I left his body on the stage and dragged myself away from his body. I looked at my hands, covered with my father's blood. I gulped hard and I looked at blood dripping off of my hands. Suddenly it was something tempting me.
I pulled my hands towards my mouth and started licking his blood off of my hands. It was the blood of the very person I loved more than myself and more than anyone I had ever loved in the entire world. It was my father's blood. And I was devouring it as if it was melted chocolate. The next moment, I saw his heart hanging with my neck. I grabbed the heart and licked it. I licked my lips and gulped hard. I could feel something inside my stomach. It was hunger. I opened my mouth and stuffed my father's heart inside my mouth.
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I opened my eyes and suddenly hopped off of my bed. More like, I fell off of the bed. I crawled towards my bathroom as fast as I could. I went towards the toilet and buried my head in the comote. I threw up. It was a nightmare and I just could not believe that I liked the taste of my father's blood and his heart. Thinking about that, I threw up more. I could still feel the metallic taste of the blood inside my mouth. I threw up everything I had eaten last night. I sighed as I felt my stomach was finally empty. At least, I could not taste that metallic taste of blood inside my mouth anymore.
I stood up and went towards the basin. I gurgled a few times with fresh water. Then I grabbed my brush, applied some toothpaste on it then started brushing my teeth. Once I was done brushing my teeth, I went to do my morning business. Once I was free, I stripped my clothes and hopped into shower. I grabbed my body wash and rubbed it all over my body. It was the worst nightmare I had ever had. I could not believe how barbaric it really was. And it's images were inside my head. My mind was literally flashing me those images. And every time I felt disgusted.
I sighed as I turned off the shower. I had already showered but was no longer in the mood to eat something right away. Right after that disgusting nightmare that was still playing with my head. I stepped out of the bathroom and went towards my closet. I grabbed my sweat pants and a v-neck t-shirt. I slipped into my clothes and dried my hair with the towel. I sprayed body spray on my body then wore my runner shoes. Once I was ready, I stepped out of my bedroom and went straight towards the kitchen.
As expected, my mom was already standing in the kitchen. She was preparing breakfast for me and dad. Even though we had cooks and helpers and servants in our mansion, mom still prefered to cook for us both with her own hands. She just loved cooking for us. I walked towards her then wrapped my arms around her from behind her. I buried my face in the crock of her neck and inhaled her heavenly scent as deeply as I could. Her scent always calmed me down whenever I had a nightmare.
"Someone had a nightmare. Are you okay, bunny?" She asked me in a worried tone. I chuckled and kissed the top of her head.
"Yes, mom. I am fine. I am gonna go for my morning run. I will be home early. I am not in the mood to complete the trail." I told my mom and she just smiled. She pecked my cheek and gave me the bottle of my protein shake.
"Thanks, mom." I said as I ran towards the door. Plugging in my ear plugs, I played my favorite list of songs I like while running. Then I started running towards the park.
KURT'S POV:- As I had planned to run for half an hour, I decided to run in the park. It was not even six am in the morning. So the park was almost empty. A few elders walking in the park. The park was not very far away from the mansion. It took me almost ten minutes to run towards the park. The music was playing but I was not really the kind to listen to music at high volume. I always liked the volume nice and low. That way, I could always listen to my surroundings. Also, who would have missed the songs of nature in the morning. Suddenly, I heard people screaming from behind. Before I could even turn to look at what was going on, I was pushed by someone. I landed on my butt and my left ankle hit one of the concrete benches in the park. "Hey, you! Stop or you will regret it later." I pulled my earplugs off as I heard a woman yelling angrily at the man who pushed me. He had a blue
LEYLA'S POV:- I sneezed and opened my eyes. I looked around while stretching my arms. "Oh, hell. I must have fallen asleep." I spoke to myself while looking around. It took me a minute to remember where I was and why I was there. I was at the hospital. And I was waiting for his parents to be at the hospital. I knew, I could then leave. I knew that accident was not my fault. But leaving someone behind, totally helpless, that was not actually my kind of thing. The doctors had already called his parents. And I was waiting for them to arrive so I could leave. I knew my father must be waiting for me to join him in the meeting. My eyes went towards the two kids who looked the same age. And fact their faces looked almost the same. It was the ponytail and the girly dress the girl was wearing otherwise I would have thought those two were two boys. They were playing with each other. I smiled and stood u
LEYLA'S POV:- I pulled myself away from the wall and dusted my clothes and turned around to look at the bully. But he was nowhere to be found by then. I saw the kids again, instead. I went towards them and knelt down in front of them again. "Is he the bully here? Does he bully you both?" I asked them in a sweet tone. They both exchanged looks with each other then they turned towards me and nodded their heads. I gritted my teeth as I stood back up. "He will no longer be the one. Go and hide. I will call you both once I am done with him." I told them and they nodded their heads. They ran away and turned around. In a minute, he walked out of the room he went flying in. He was growling in anger. I could see the wrinkles of anger on his face and red burning hell fire in his eyes. He was beyond angry. But it was not my fault. He was the one who was caught bullying two little kids. How could I
LEYLA'S POV:- I opened my eyes again and looked around. I sighed in relief as I was back in my real time realm. Stretching my arms I stood up from the bench. I stepped into the room where that hottie was. A smile appeared on his face as he saw me entering his room. "Where did you go? I thought you told me that you will stay until my parents are here." He asked me in a curious tone and I raised a brow at him. "I was sitting right in front of this room. Your parents are called. They will be here soon." I replied to him and he scratched the back of his head. I looked at his foot. I frowned in confusion. His foot was no longer red or swollen. I looked back at his face. He had a nervous smile on his face. "What is your name? And how in hell did you beat the crap out of that thief?" He asked me in an excited tone. I chuckled hearing his questions. I grabbed the chair tha
KURT'S POV:-Dad was rubbing the back of his neck nervously as he looked at Leyla. Mom and I were laughing at him. Dad can become a super cautious mother if I even get a scratch on my body. My dad and I were more attached to each other. And my mom was the strict one in both of my parents. My dad and I were mostly the partners in crime. He spoiled me and he was proud of it. He even once told mom that he was proud that he had spoiled me. I was their only child. And my dad literally made me feel like a prince.My dad went towards Leyla, smiling nervously. Leyla covered her mouth with her palm as she was giggling at my dad. "I am so sorry, young lady. I did not notice you at all. If anything happens to my son, I just become blind. I can't see anything or anyone else but my son." My dad apologized to Leyla. I laughed out loud again as I heard my dad's apology. I knew he was not really good a
LEYLA'S POV:-After a long and busy week, it was finally the weekend. I went back home thinking that finally I could have some "me" time. I had planned my whole weekend. To have a full body massage and go out with my friends on Saturday night. Then we would go to my beach house and spend the whole day there. I had asked all my friends. And I was lucky that they were all free on that weekend. How perfect! That's what you might be thinking. But perfection is not something I get in my life.My life surprises me with shocks, twists and even with accidents. Let's not forget about the extra spices of my life, ghosts. Because of my powers, I was known as the ghost hunter of Brooklyn. People would call me and ask me to help them get rid of the ghosts in their houses. It was the reason I was the number one weirdo of Brooklyn. It was a long time ago when I gave up on the idea of getting a m
LEYLA'S POV:-I was standing by the balcony. The party was pretty crazy. People were everywhere. As I was already tired, I decided to give myself a break. My cheeks were hurting due to constant smiling and pretending to be a nice lady. I was not a lady anymore. But who would tell my mom? She actually still thought that I was a virgin. Well, not exactly. Even though I was never in any relationships. But I was sexy and I knew it. Because of that, I have had almost all the guys after me since high school. Everyone wanted to date me until they knew what a freak I really was.I still remember who was my first, though. Well, it was kinda revenge over a girl in high school. Her name was Darcy. She liked the football captain of our high school, Damian And he was into me. Weeks before prom, he asked me. And I said yes. Who would not. He was actually the most handsome guy. He was a dream guy. He was good at st
KURT'S POV:-As she left to bring me wine, I stood up and looked around. I went towards her study table. There was a diary set on the table. I smiled as I picked up the diary. I went towards the bed and sat down on its edge. I opened her diary and started reading it. To be honest, I was hoping to know more about her. As she looked very mysterious to me. She was different, there was no doubt. And I wanted to solve that mystery.But to my surprise, the diary contained no information about her and her personal life. Instead it had something very odd. I could see some geometrical shapes. Some odd shapes too. Some drawings. There were some things written in the diary but I could not read them. As they were written in some other languages. There were some pictures attached in some pages. And the details were written about those pictures.She named them as demonic power sp