Our Story [MileBible]

chapter 24

KINN POV:-

Johnathan's fist slammed into my face as I stumbled back, blood dripping from the side of my lip.
Still I had no move to defend myself while Johnathan pummeled me
"You fucking bastard"  he hissed
His eyes wild as he kneed my stomach
I doubled over, the breathe stolen over from my lungs in a wet, crimson stained gasp
"You. Motherfucking. Bastard. I trusted you!"
Another punch, this time, the side of my rib
"You were my best friend!"
The hits continued until I dropped into my knees, I was a mess.
But I welcomed the pain
It was what I deserved
"I always knew you had a bad taste" I rasped
Johnathan grabbed me by the collar and hauled me up, his face tight with pain and fury
"You think this is funny? Bible was right, you're a psychopath"
Bible. The name sliced through me like a razor sharp knife, no physical beating could hurt more then thinking of him, his face before he walked away would haunt me for the rest of my days.
Was any of it real?
Yes sunshine. All of it. Real then I ever thought possible.
He was mine. But I let him go.
I didn't think I had a heart before I met him but he proved I did. It lay in pieces at his feet
"Fight back" Johnathan growled
"Fight back so that I could kill you,bastard"
"No, and not because I'm afraid to die"
I flashed a grim smile
"This is your freebie, one session of unlimited beating for eight years of lies"
His mouth twisted and he shoved me away with disgust
"If you think one beating will make up for what you've done, you're delusional. You wanted to use me? Fine. But you brought my brother into this and for that I'll never forgive you"
That makes two of us.
"I'm not wasting any more energy on you. You don't deserve it" his jaw flexed
"You were my best friend" his voice cracking on the last word
Another, altogether different type of pain laced through me. I'd originally befriended Johnathan because of my revenge but over the years he really had became my best friend. Johnathan had been my brother and I never wanted to hurt him
You were my best friend too
Johnathan's face hardened once more
"If I ever see you near me or bible again, I'll kill you" he shot one last disgusted glance in my direction before he left
The door banged shut and I lay there, staring at the ceiling for what I felt like hours, movers had already packed up my belongings and transported them to my new penthouse. I couldn't stay here in this house any longer, it was too full of emotions, memories, faded laughs and conversations that stretched deep into the night, not just with bible, but with Johnathan. I closed my eyes and I let myself sink into our memories.
Everytime I returned to reality, it was like losing bible all over again. I was a fucked up Prometheus, suffering for eternity.
I lay there until the shadows lengthened and my back ached from the hardwood floor. Only then I forced myself to stand and limo to my car.
The house next door was dark and silent, matching the weather, I'd been so caught up in my misery I hadn't realized that it was storming, rain fell in furious sheet, and angry bolts of lightning split I'm the sky in half, illuminating the barren winter trees and cracked pavement.
Not a hint of sunshine or life to be found.