Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 48
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Tobias got himself a lighter and weed when he arrived back at his Rectory, then he stood by his window, staring out to the night as he smoked.
As expected, the rat under his bed was already gone when he came back, so he’s alone now.
But no matter how hard he smoked, the taste of her p+sy refused to just vanish from his mouth.
Damn that juiciness.
That slow bî+ch is persistent, both in person and in taste.
They’re always like that.
Kelly? Ruth? Now her.
Hard to hide.
His mind lingered on Kelly, and he did a little flashback to the night he found her riding Dean’s có+k in her hostel in Hollow University.
He never formed attachment with the bitches he fucked.
One month, he was done with their ar+es, but he f+ked Kelly for three months to the surprise of his cult and himself. He was stunned, too.
Maybe because she posed like a innocent little lamb too, at first.
But she proved she wasn’t anywhere near innocent when she pulled that move with Dean on the night of the faculty dinner.
He’d have killed the two of them, but Kelly wasn’t that important to get killed for her p+sy.
Dean wasn’t worth dying by his hands too. He kills people who’re worth it, not ones like Dean.
Not ones like Kelly.
So he only gave them little slashes and let them go.
But this new innocent-act one even makes him wanna kill Valhalla Club Leader now. He wants to kill him.
She probably thought he was disgusted with her earlier, but he was actually disgusted by the fact that Valhalla Leader lay his hands on her.
He’s disgusted by Valhalla Leader, not her. He wants to kill that fucker.
And he will.
He took a drag, grunting as it hit the right damn spot.
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[Nuns Convent – Ruth’s Room]
This is starting to feel like the night she was beaten by female Odds in Hollow University once again.
The difference is that she’s not screaming or begging.
She’s only crying now.
Since witnessing the scene at Tobias room, Ruth has been crying.
She cried from when she left his Rectory till she got here.
She let it flow.
She knew what she saw at the Rectory wasn’t all. She saw when Tobias carried that lady out, and she knew he was going to continue doing it whenever he took her.
Did he f+k her?
Did he put his c+k in the p+ssy of that thing?
The same có+k he’s striving to get back inside herself.
How?
Because she’s full everywhere?
She let out a sarcastic laugh which soaked through her tears for a while before she resumed crying in full.
She picked up her phone when she received a ring.
It’s her mother, on FaceTime.
She wiped her tears before picking.
A freckled woman with caramel hair and few brow hair appeared on screen, smiling sophisticatedly.
“Hey, mum.” Ruth sounded sick.
“Are you ok, daughter?” The woman noticed her weakness.
“I’m fine, just somehow sick.”
“Somehow sick?” The woman pulled her brows together. “Yunno I’ve been singing about coming to get you at the church, but you’ve been so adamant about it. I love the idea of you serving God too, but you can do that in our house like me and your father and siblings.”
“I’m fine here, mum.” Ruth sighed.
“Are you hiding something from me again?” The woman scoffed. “You hide lots of things, like who attacked you in your hostel and waterboarded you, hung you upside down years back in University….you have refused to give me a name!”
“Are you gonna continue this scolding and nagging tonight?” Ruth sighed, tired of her talking.
The woman gave up.
“You don’t look like you’re in our house,” Ruth noticed.
“Yeah, I came with your father for a night soiree at the Whitehouse.” The woman smiled widely.
“Yunno, sometimes, I totally forget my mom is a cousin to the President of this country.” Ruth chuckled.
“You better not forget that often anymore. Wait up, I’ll get the President on screen for you. He asked of you earlier!” the woman said fast.
“You’ll have to call back then!” Ruth got up. “I have something to finish.”
She hung up and turned around.
Nun Estelle is awake finally, and she’s getting up from under the bed right now, wincing while holding her head with her second hand.
Ruth waited for her to get her bearings and stand straight.
Estelle took her hand away from her head, slowly. Seeing blood? She screamed out.
“You did this to me? You did this?” She looked up, eyes meeting Ruth’s.
“You should get out, and never tell anyone what you saw. I don’t have the time to deal with your shit right now.” Ruth said like it was weightless.
“Get out and not tell anyone you have piercings and rings on your n+ples?” Estelle blinked shockingly. “You nearly killed me! I was under your bed for hours! This is blood!” Estelle pointed her palm forward. “I’m telling this to the Priest, the Church, and the whole NYC!” She yelled.
Angered, Ruth pulled a gun out from under the same bed.
Estelle stumbled back skittishly, falling against the door as her breathings went away.
“G….gu…n….Ru..th…” She shifted, crawling on her butt.
Keeping her aim straight, Ruth followed her, steps silent.
“I only entered the Church, Estelle. The Church never entered me. The bi+ch is still intact, and now that I witnessed another bitch enjoying what’s for me, the bitch is out to play so hard. If you dare open that mouth and tell a living soul you saw piercings on me,…….”
“No! I….” Estelle covered her mouth with her palm quickly. “Yes! I won’t tell anyone! I. Won’t tell anyone!! I won’t!!!” She cried under her palm.
Ruth smiled. “Good.”
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