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“Buddy? You awake? Wake the fuck up. I’m serious this time.” Growled Trager.

“F-FUCK YOU! Just let me go! I can’t do this anymore!” cried the stalker, who is somehow still alive after having multiple toes and fingers mutilated off, then healed, to prolong his life as long as possible.

“Oh YES you can!” Trager purred back, dragging a thin but sharp blade across one of the metal tables he had set up in the corner of our large basement.

I watched Trager from afar on the steps, hiding behind the railings, peaking between the wooden poles. I don’t know how that guy who tried to rob/kill/rape me is still alive. I applaud Trager, I don’t even know how it is physically possible, all the things he has done to that guy, and somehow still kept his heart beating…

“You know, it’s funny how no one has tried to even find your ass.” Trager said, fiddling with the blade while making eye contact with his little play thing.

“Shut…up.” He replied, blood spitting from his tired mouth.

Trager adjusted the brown apron he wore, and under it a black long sleeved shirt with a slight v-neck. “I have already sold one of your kidneys, now what should I take next? You are makin’ me rich, buddy.”

“Stop…I have a life, you know…you are gonna kill me. Just do it already. Please…”

“A life? Of what? Heroin every other day? I do all that bullshit too, but you made no fun out of it…unlike me. See me? I am having sooo much fun right now. You used your highs to stalk this house, and poor little ol’ you didn’t even get the chance to fuck anyone here. And sorry buddy, I am not interested in your ugly ass, I know I’m hot as shit, so don’t even think about it, fucker.”

The barely alive guy lifted his battered shirt up and saw the fresh scar from when Trager took his kidney. He grunts like a hurt animal.

I am really confused as to how he even kept this guy quiet down here. Not once have I heard anything suspicious like screaming coming from the basement… and how the hell is he still alive? I remember he showed up here just slightly after we moved in, and that’s when he got caught by Eddie.

Trager snarked, “Does it look like I care about your scars? Are you a fucking quitter? I hate quitters. Do I have to get the big guy down here again?”

…Surely he means Eddie.

“No…please don’t…” The prisoner shuddered.

“I don’t know.” Trager chuckled. “You seemed to enjoy him. I loved watching you get beat in. He does a fantastic job with that sort of thing. I do too, not to pat myself on the back or whatever…”

He coughed up some blood, quivering weakly with the life he has left in him.

“You know what…?” Rick raised his pointer finger. “I can sell your appendix next. How does that sound, buddy?"

“Don’t you fucking dare!”

Trager closed in on him, hovering over his exhausted and bloody body. “Buddy, do you know how bad people need kidneys and shit? A lot. You know you don’t have a choice here. Someone has to win here, someone has to lose, I don’t make the rules.”

“I don’t give a single fuck about you or the damn people…let me go…my people will kill you!”

“What people? They are long gone, buddy. How do you think we can afford this mansion? You should care, by the way. I am working really, really hard here with you. I am a greedy fuck, but I also am doing this out of the own good of my sick little heart.”

“How does this in any way make you even at all, a smidge good, bro?!”

“I helped put a roof over their heads. The fellas up there, and the pretty little mother to be.”

“Do NOT tell me that you are having kids…you are a sick fuck, you know that?!”

“Oh I know, and also, no, I don’t got any damn kids. I almost did, once, a long time ago, don’t even get me started on that mess. Does your stupid brain remember her?”

“Fucking WHO?!”

“You tried attacking her. You were stalking her. The woman who lives in this house with me. I know you wanted to rape her. Why else would you look at her like that and watch us?”

“Oh, her, oh yeah, that bitch… she got me in this situation to begin wi-”

Trager abruptly and viciously grabbed his face, pulling him close to his and growled, “Don’t fucking even. YOU did this to yourself. Talk like that about her again and you’ll lose another toe, maybe even three.”

He whimpered as Trager’s withered hands held his chin tight, his nails poking into his skin. “Why do you even care about her, you are doing worse things than I ever would do!”

“Worse? Buddy, you stalked us…that was on you, bitch.” Trager let go of his face, pushing it away as he let go.

“I swear, I’m gonna kill you, and her! All of you fuckers!”

Trager roughly stepped his foot into his body, pushing him hard against the blood spattered concrete wall. “I won’t let you anywhere near her, you hear me? You’d kill a pregnant woman? You’re starting to sound as terrible as me. She is just perfect. Never seen a girl like her.”

“You’ve already broken my mind, I don’t care what I will do anymore. I am killing her in my mind, and you.”

“Dude, I’m gonna go get the big guy. Seriously, shut the fuck up.”

“You won’t. You want me alive, for that money right?!”

Trager let out a sort of angry chuckle. He began to walk away from him, and towards the stairs. Oh shit, he wasn’t kidding.

He comes closer and takes a few steps, and then stops when he sees me, crouched down, who saw and heard everything. He nearly shouted my name in shock.

“Shit. I didn’t know you were there, hun.” He began up the steps again, his voice soft, unlike how he spoke to that guy.

“Heh…it’s ok, really, I don’t know what made me want to come down here.”

“You shouldn’t of seen that…” He stood next to me on the same step as me and patted my back. “Really.”

I smile at him. “Thank you for what you said, like, about me.”

“Oh, yeah-” He looks away bashfully, and then back at me again, “I’m serious though, seeing that shit isn’t good for the kiddos.”

“It’s ok, Rick. You are doing what you gotta do.”

“Ah, if you say so. I’m gonna go get your man. Can’t let that little fucker down there speak down on your name without letting him know. He’ll be furious…which is good, I want that bitch nearly dead at this point anyway.”

After Trager fetched Eddie, both of them walked down the steps, Eddie first. I snuck behind him. The prisoner screeched as the sight of Eddie’s tall figure met his eyes. Trager leans with his elbow against the concrete wall facing the guy on the ground, looking eager with violence in his mind. Eddie stood in front of them, arms crossed.

“Shit.” The dude murmured with regret.

Eddie’s eyes hit his like a knife plunging into his heart. “I heard you were talking about things you shouldn’t have said.”

Before the guy got a chance to respond, Eddie scanned the room and realized I was close behind, holding the railing to the steps at the bottom, watching.

Eddie’s face went from angry to worried like a sad puppy. “Darling! You shouldn’t watch this. Go back upstairs, with Arthur. I’m getting you some dinner ready after I finish this.”

“Sorry, I'm getting curious.” I smirk.

“Like Trager said, it is bad for the babies to be around this. The research I have done says they can hear things from there…”

Eddie doesn’t even know about my plan to kill Damien. “Okay, I get it. I’ll be waiting upstairs for you, my love.”

I go back upstairs slowly, watching the scene as I get further and further away. I plop myself onto the couch, fiddling with some fabric of my hoodie. Arthur glances at me from Trager’s chair.

“Shh. Don’t tell him.” Arthur whispers.

“I won’t, hehe.” I giggle.

I lay back and stare at the ceiling, ignoring the sounds of excruciating pain from downstairs.

~

Once the two guys were done with their interrogation shit, they came back upstairs. Trager was in a new outfit, his apron must have got real dirty down there. Eddie went to wash his hands in the bathroom to scrub blood off his hands. Arthur shamefully moved himself off Trager’s chair and onto the couch with me. Trager looked pleased, sighing pleasantly as he sat into the chair. I wonder if they finally killed that dude or not. I’m not sure because Trager wants to scavenge every part of the body he can sell. I’ll ask Eddie later. Eddie came back into the kitchen after washing up in the bathroom, he started preparing some food for me. Seeing him slice food made me want to help, so I got off the couch and went over next to him.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

“Darling, please, let me do this for you. I must feed you a nutritious meal to help your body create our family. Making you do it would put extra stress on you, so let me take it off you.”

He put the knife down on the cutting board and pulled me close with one hand, and the other holding my tummy in his hand. I snuggled my cheek against his chest. Everything feels warm inside when he touches me.

Eddie adds, “Plus, it’s nearly Christmas. This is just one of many gifts to you. Go ahead and relax while I make you dinner, you deserve it.”

~

Finally, Christmas arrives. We all had a wonderful morning, opening gifts by the tree. Trager even got Arthur some stuff, I am honestly surprised, but good on him for getting better at successful friendships. Eddie basically overloaded me with gifts, a lot of them being clothes and accessories for the little girls. I got him new clothes, he already put the comfy PJ’s I got him on.

Eddie also finally let me help with dinner again, but he did most of the work, along with Arthur. Our first Christmas dinner together. Eddie kept his gaze on me the entire time while cooking, I was kinda nervous he would cut himself from not paying full attention to the knife. He stood behind me, his warm body engulfed me while he assisted me with the cooking. He did get up close and personal to genuinely help and guide me, as well as protect me from any accidents, but also because he is horny all the time and needed his fix, even though I am going to bang him later regardless…

Everyone helped fix the dining room table, and soon everything was ready.

I sat next to Eddie, Arthur sat across from us, and Trager at the head of the table. Fresh ham sat in the middle, steam glistening off of it. Many other Christmas dishes surrounded the ham. Trager had a bottle of vodka next to his crystal glass for easy refills. He was even kind enough to give some to Arthur.

“Make sure you mostly have that AFTER you eat…” Trager said to Arthur.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Why are you drinking literally right now then?”

“Hell, I’m Richard, I can do whatever I want, plus, you’re a lightweight anyway.”

Arthur laughed with Trager as they joked.

“Okay, everyone,” Eddie started, nodding his head to everyone at the table, acknowledging their presence. “I would like to begin our dinner with a little speech.” Eddie turned to look me in the eyes. “I just want to say how much of a gift you are to me. Everyday you are a gift, everything you do, even the air you breathe. I have dreamed and longed for the life I live with you. You’re the best wife anyone could ask for, and it is already a privilege I have that I am able to take care of you, protect you, feed you. Not only that gift I have been granted, but the gift of two beautiful children being grown inside you. That is the ultimate gift of all. I love you so much, darling.” He put a hand on my belly and stroked it across. “And I love you two so much…I can’t wait to meet you. I am also so thankful for this beautiful home. Now, let us all eat a great dinner to celebrate this day.”

“I don’t even know what to say, Eddie, I…I don’t know where I would be without you.” The way he speaks about me makes me weak in the knees.

“Okayyyy you two lovebirds…I wanna eat!” Trager says, fork and knife in his hands, ready.

The dinner went fantastically, the conversations at the table were positive and meaningful, barely any banter between the guys. Me and Arthur barely could finish our plates, meanwhile Trager and Eddie ate like, at least four plates of food. At least I know Eddie has fuel for tonight's special gift unwrapping…

Suddenly, the front doorbell rang. We all looked at each other, very confused. No one was invited to this dinner, we aren't expecting anyone. I begin to get up from my chair, but Eddie stops me, and he gets up first.

“Darling, stay here, I will go get it.” He kissed my head as he got up, then he began towards the front door.

I could see the door from my seat, I turned my body towards it to watch. Eddie opened the door slowly.

Damien.

That motherfucker.