Romeo's pov

Hearing that Stormi had been drugged and suffered a miscarriage has caused me pain and anger in a way I can't describe.

After I left the hospital, I went straight to the house and down to the torture room to take care of them.

Kadens request was to torture without killing and to have a doctor in the same room to keep him alive, the others can die.

I let the others have fun with the others as I handle Manny personally right now until Kaden can finish what he started.

As I walk into the room, I keep my eyes locked on Manny as he smiles at me while tired to the chair.

"I was wondering when someone was going to come in here. It's been a few days." Manny smiles bigger at me.

I grab the blowtorch off of the torture wall.

Personally my favorite weapon of torture.

But as I stare at it, I feel like it's not going to do as much damage as it has done to Stormi's life or her mental help.

Or for Kaden's and Stormi's loss of their unborn child.

My unborn nephew or niece.

The anger inside me begins to get to an impressive, scary degree.

I grab the pilers and scissors.

He wanted to torture someone, someone close to me, we will see how he likes the favor.

I grab a chair and pull it directly infront of him.

As I sit down, his smile widens as does mine.

"How's my sister doing?" He ask breezly.

I narrow my eyes at him as I yank him by the collar of his shirt and pull him towards me.

"Stormi just suffered the loss of her unborn child! How the fuck do you think she's doing?"

His eyes widen as a shock look comes over his face.

I watch as tears begin to form at the corner of his eyes and his bottom lip begins to quiver.

"I didn't know she was pregnant." He whispered.

"You gave her the drugs that killed her baby!" I scream as I grab the pen from the pocket of my suit jacket and stab it in the side of his thigh.

He bites down hard on his lip as he holds in his screams but he can't hide the pathetic tears falling down from his eyes.

I push at his chest and he falls backwards into his seat. I stand up and grab the scissors.

"Can he survive without eye lids?" I ask the doctor who's watching me from the corner.

He nods. "Yes but you'll have to constantly put eye drops in or alot of debris can get in and cause him to be blind."

I shrug my shoulders as I wave over Ryan.

Ryan holds Manny's face in his hands as I grab his eye lids.

I cut the first one off with ease. I'm surprised by how much blood begins to come out. For something little, it bleeds alot.

I cut off his second one.

All the hairs on my body stand up as I realize Manny hasn't screamed once. He hasn't fought me or tried to pull away.

I tighten my jaw as I stare at him.

Deciding against saying anything, I grab the pilers and Ryan holds open his mouth.

I start to rip out tooth by tooth, watching the blood gargle in his throat.

He refused to swallow it and as his face begins to turn a little blue, I get his hair and pull his face down making the blood come out and letting him breath again.

"Fucking breathe! You ain't getting away that easy!" I yell smacking the back of his head.

He starts to cough and spits out a huge thing of blood.

"I deserve to die. I killed my nephew or niece. I destroyed Stormi's future. All Stormi wanted to be was a mother when she was little."

I couldn't hold in the laugh that escaped my throat.

"Don't act like you know Stormi especially when you are the one who has was torturing her. But, you're right. You deserve to die. But not yet." I say as I pull his hair back and finish pull out his teeth.

Still no tears.

No crying.

No screaming.

No resistance.

I grab the blowtorch and stop as I hear my phone go off.

Stormi

I smile at Stormi's message.

Even though Stormi is internally and mentally struggling, she still thinks of others and make sure they know they are appreciated.

I don't know how anyone could hurt her.

I face Manny and spray the fire at his legs.

My ears bounce with happiness as Manny's screams begin to fill the room.

I keep the blowtorch on his legs for a few seconds before releasing it.

"Do what you need to do to keep him alive. Absolutely no medicine." I tell the doctor as I walk out.

I reread the message several times before replying.

She instantly replies.

I couldn't hide my laugh.

Only Stormi would worry about something small like that when she's going through something.

I shake my head as I hear upstairs and grab the things Stormi sent in her list.

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I wanna thank each and everyone of you for the support and love you have given me with the messages, the votes, the comments and everyone who reads my story.

Don't hesitate to comment or message me with input, good or bad. I take feedback very serious especially when it comes to something I am passionate about like my story.

A lot of you were mad that Stormi suffered a loss of her baby.

In real life, bad things happen and if you are on drugs ( choice or no choice ), you will miscarriage.

I'm trying to keep the story as real as I can.

And real life, it isn't always happy times.

Everyday people struggle with things, their own personal battles and demons.

But, if your patient, good things are going to start happening.

I'm tired of all the saddness 🥺

Love each and everyone of you.

You guys are the best ❤️❤️❤️💖

Love, Bre 💕💕💕