Chapter 46 Chapter Forty-Six

Sadist woke up, and his first instinct was to sit up.It seemed like a bad idea, because there was a terrible crack in his shoulder, causing him to pass out again in excruciating pain. Waking up for the second time. This time, he at least remembered that there were some actions he couldn't do.He turned his head slowly instead of sitting up straight.Where is he?This room is partly like a guest room, partly like a hospital facility.It's Havers, and he's in Havers' clinic. In this strange room, there was another person sitting in the shadows. "Bella?" he asked hoarsely.

"Excuse me," Butch leaned out, exposed to the light, "I'm the only one here." "Where is she?" God, his voice was hoarse, "Is she okay?" "She's fine." "Where... is she?" "She...well, she's leaving Caldwell. Actually, Asa, I think she's gone." Sadist closed his eyes, even going through the possibility of passing out again in his mind. He couldn't blame Bella for leaving.God, given the predicament she was in, and the shock of killing that secondary, indeed, the best thing she could do was to leave Caldwell.

Deep in his heart was aching from loss. He cleared his throat: "Where's Ferry? He..." "It's next door. Packed up, but it's all right. In a few days, you can go to lunch together." "Where's Thor?" "No one knows where he went, it seems to have disappeared." Butch sighed, "John should have lived in the manor, but we couldn't let him out of the training center. He has been sleeping in Thor Is there anything else you need to know?" Seeing Sadist shake his head, Butch stood up. "I'd better leave you alone now. I just think it's best to let You know what's going on with a few things."

"Thanks... Butch." Hearing his own name suddenly, Butch's eyes flashed with surprise, and it also made Sadist realize that he had never called him by name. "Of course." The human replied, "No problem." The door was gently closed, and Sadist sat up.He looked down at the detector on his chest and index finger.The alarm sounded suddenly, and he turned off the machine next to the bed to stop the noise.The tangled things fell to the floor without sound. He reluctantly pulled out the catheter, looked at the needle inserted into the forearm, and was about to pull it out, and suddenly felt that it might be wiser not to move it for the time being.God knows what's in it, maybe he'll need it.

He stood up, feeling as heavy as a small sandbag, stuffed with loose things.The post on which the infusion bag is hung just helps to walk.He came to the corridor and walked to the next room.Several nurses ran over from around.He pushed aside the crowd and pushed open the first door he saw. Ferry was lying on a big bed, and the lines of various infusion tubes and inspection instruments were connected to him, as if it had become a dashboard. The man turned his head: "Asa...what are you doing here?" "Let those medical staff be lazy." He closed the door and came to the bed. "To be honest, they are really fast."

"You should go..." "Shut up and lie down." Ferry looked taken aback, but slept on the far side, letting Sadiste's equally exhausted body lie on the mattress.He leaned back against the pillow, and both of them groaned in unison. Sadist rubbed his eyes: "You look ugly without hair, you know that?" "So, are you going to grow some hair too?" "No, my days of being a beauty queen are over." Ferry grinned.Afterwards, the room fell into silence. In the silence, Sardist couldn't stop thinking about the scene when he broke into the second man's hut and saw Ferry tied to the table, with no hair, and his face was beaten to a mess.Witnessing the suffering of the twin brother...is a kind of pain.

Sadist cleared his throat. "I shouldn't have used you like I did before." Ferry raised his head, and the mattress shook slightly: "What?" "I shouldn't have forced you to hit me when I wanted to... feel pain." Ferry didn't answer, so Saddist turned to see Ferry covering his eyes with his hands. "I was too cruel." Sardiste said somewhat ambiguously, and the tense air permeated between the two. "I hate doing that for you." "I know. I know it. Every time I make you beat me up, get beaten to the point where I'm bleeding, and then enjoy your pain, that's the cruelest part of the whole thing. I'll never ask you to do that again. Done."

Ferry's bare chest heaved with excitement: "I'd rather it be me than someone else. So, if you need anything, just let me know and I'll do it." "My God, Ferry..." "What? This is the only way you are willing to let me take care of you, and the only time you are willing to let me touch you." Now it was Sadist's turn to shield his stinging eyes with his arms.Before speaking, he coughed several times. "Listen, there's nothing to save or not to save, my brother, okay? It's all over now. It's over. Now, it's time to let go of yourself."

There was another silence, and Sadist looked back to see a tear run down Ferry's cheek. "Ah...damn," Sardiste muttered. "Well, it's about time." Another tear fell from Ferry's eyes, "God...damn it, I'm crying." "Okay, cheer up." Ferry wiped his face with his palm: "Why?" "Because... I feel that I might want to hug you." Ferry's hand fell down, and he looked over with an expression of disbelief. Feeling restless, Sardiste pushed himself closer to his twin brother, "Keep your head up, damn it." Ferry craned his neck, allowing Sardiste to wrap his arms under him.The two were deadlocked in an unnatural position, "You know what? It's so much easier to do this when you're lying in the back of the truck and you're cold."

"It was you then?" "Did you think it was Santa Claus? Or something else?" The hairs on Sadiste's neck stood on end.God... he is really embarrassed, what the hell am I doing?Ferry asked himself. "I thought you were an angel," Ferry said softly, resting his head on Sadiste's arm. "When you sang to me. I thought you'd send me safely into the void." "I'm not an angel." He reached up and ran his hand over Ferry's cheek, wiping away the wetness, then wiped his eyelid with his fingertip. "I'm tired," Ferry murmured. "Very...tired."

Sadist looked at his brother's face as if seeing it for the first time in his life.The scars on his face have long since healed, the swelling has subsided, and the scars he carved on his face have disappeared.Only a tired and tense look remained on Ferry's face, but there was no sign of improvement. "Your heart has been tired for centuries. Ferry, it's time to let go of me." "I don't think I can do it." Sadist sighed deeply: "I was taken away from my home that night...don't, don't look at me, you are...too close. I can't breathe like this...God, shut up Can you put your eyes on?" Sadist coughed a few more times, with a slightly angry tone, so that he could go on, "It wasn't you who was kidnapped that night, and it wasn't your fault. You There is no way to change the fact. You are lucky, but I am not. I hope you will stop taking care of me." The breath coming out of Ferry's mouth was very hot: "You...do you know how it feels to see you locked in a dungeon? Naked and chained...that woman has been treating you like that." "Ferry..." "I know it all, Asa. I know what happened to you. I heard it from some man who...had been there before. When I heard that story, I didn't know they were talking about you." Sadist swallowed the words in his mouth, although there was a fishy smell in his mouth: "I always hoped that you would not know, and I also counted on you..." "So, you should understand that I am willing to die for you all the time. Your pain is my pain." "No, it's not like that. Swear to me, you won't do it again." "I can not do it." Sadist closed his eyes helplessly.The two were lying together, and he wanted to beg Ferry's forgiveness. After Ferry rescued him, he forced him to do all kinds of absurd things... He wanted to rage at his brother, shout loudly, accuse him of being brave, shamefully An individualistic hero.But what he wants to do most is to return those wasted years to Ferry.This man deserved more than what life gave him. "Well, since you left me no choice." Ferry lifted his head slightly from Saddiste's arm. "If you kill yourself..." "I think I'd better give myself a knife, so you don't have to worry about more things." Saddist felt Ferry's whole body trembling. "Oh...God." "I don't know how it's going to turn out, but my instincts are...very angry all the time, you know. I'm probably always going to be the quickest shot." "Oh my God." "But you know, maybe I can. Or support myself on something. Damn, I don't know, maybe not." "Oh my God, I'll help you. I'll do anything I can." Sadist shook his head: "No, I don't need help. I have to figure it out myself." The two paused for a while. "My arms are going to sleep," Sardiste said.So Ferry looked up, causing Saddist to withdraw his arm, but he didn't leave the room. Bella went straight to Sadiste's ward before leaving Havers' clinic.She had been delaying her departure for several days, telling herself that she was waiting for his arrival.Even knowing it, it's just a lame lie. Pushing the slightly closed door, she knocked on the door frame.She wondered what he would have said if she had just walked in.Maybe nothing will be said. "Come in," said a woman's voice. Bella walked into the room.The bed was empty, and a large pile of surveillance instruments lying on the side seemed to be useless.The nurse picked up the fallen objects from the floor and threw them into the trash can one by one.Apparently Sadiste was up and nearby. The nurse smiled and said to her, "Are you looking for him? He's in the next room with his brother." "thanks." Bella walked to the door of another room and knocked lightly on the door.No one answered, so she pushed the door open and walked in. The two brothers lay back to back, their bodies so close together that it was as if their spines had fused together.Their hands and feet were curled up in the same position, their chins dropped to their chests.She imagined them lying there in their mother's womb, resting together, away from the horrors that awaited them outside. It was strange to think that her blood was running through both brothers at the same time.It would be the only gift she would leave to the brothers, the only thing she would leave. Sadist's eyes suddenly opened without warning, and the surprise in the golden eyes startled her. "Bella..." He reached out to her, "Bella..." But she took a step back: "I'm here to say goodbye." Seeing him helplessly put down his hand, she could only look away. "Where are you going?" he pressed. "A safe place?" "Yes." She is going to South Carolina, Charleston, to the seaside, to those branches of the family that are willing to accept her. "For me, it will be a new beginning, a new life." "Very good, that's good." She closed her eyes uneasily, just once... Even just once, when she left, she hoped to hear a trace of regret in his voice.However, this will be their last meeting, at least she won't have to be disappointed in the future. "You're so brave," he continued. "I owe you my life, and so does he, and you're so... brave." She is not at all, she is close to a complete breakdown: "I hope you and Ferry get better soon. Well, I hope..." A long silence ensued.She took one last look at Saddiste's face.She knew that even on the other side of the coastline, even if she married another male vampire, no one could take his place. Doesn't sound very romantic.She should have been grateful to have gotten away with it all.However, she loves him and is not ready to end the relationship with him.All she could think about now was to lie in some bed with him, turn off the light, and lie there together, at least, for a century. "I need to know something," she said. "You told me that one day I'd be sober and regret being with you. Well, I regret it. But not because Grimella counts." She hugged He raised his arms across his chest, "I have already been spurned by the noble class once, and I will never be afraid of them again. I will feel proud...to stand by your side. But I am sorry that I was with you." For leaving him would be a severe blow, worse even than all the torture she would suffer at the hands of a second hand. With that in mind, maybe it's best not to let him know that she's still missing her. Without another word, she turned and left the room. Dawn slowly climbed up the landscape in the courtyard, Butch went into the cellar, took off his coat, and sat on the leather sofa.The TV was muted, Kanye West rapping in the background. Wei Xiaosi appeared at the kitchen door, still dressed in leather riding boots, obviously just experienced a night of fighting, his shirt was torn off, and his face was bruised. "How's it going?" Butch asked, noticing another bruise on his roommate's shoulder. "Not better than you. You look downcast, 'Boss.'" "Indeed." He leaned back on the sofa.When the other brothers were out fighting, keeping an eye on Saddist seemed to be an extremely important job.He was very tired, even though all he had done was sit in the same chair for three days. "I have something good to cheer you up, here." Seeing the red wine glass appear in front of him, Butch shook his head: "You know I don't drink red wine." "try it yourself." "No need. I'm going to take a shower, and then I'll have something to eat." Butch put his hands on his knees, ready to get up. Wei Xiaosi blocked his way: "You need this. Trust me." Butch sank down on the sofa and took the glass.He sniffed it and drank a little more. "Not bad. It's a bit thick, but it tastes good. Is it from the Merlot?" "Not really." He tilted his head and tasted it carefully.This glass of wine is a bit strong, and there is a burning feeling in the stomach, and I feel a little dizzy.He wondered when was the last time he ate. After drinking the last bit of wine in the glass, his brows furrowed.Wei Xiaosi looked at him and moved closer. "Vi, is there a question?" He put the wine glass on the table, one eyebrow raised. "No...no, everything is going well, everything is fine now." Butch thinks about his own roommate's strange question: "Hey, I mean your hunch, or haven't you come back?" "Okay, there was a segment about ten minutes ago. So, maybe it's back." "That's good. I don't like seeing you out of your wits either." "You're right, 'Ticket'. You know what?" Weishaus smiled, running a hand through his hair.When the arm fell, Butch saw a fresh wound on the inside of his brother's wrist.Like it was just cut a few minutes ago. Butch stared at the wine glass suspiciously, and a terrible guess made his eyes focus on the wound on his roommate's wrist again. "God Jesus... Vi, you... what did you do." He hopped his feet, the first convulsions in his stomach. "Oh, my God... Wei Xiaos." He rushed to the toilet to vomit, but he couldn't run far. As soon as he rushed to the door of his bedroom, Wei Xiaos grabbed him from behind and pressed him on the bed.Seeing that he was starting to retch, Wei Xiaos turned him over again, pressed his palms against his face, and closed his mouth tightly. "Don't resist." Wei Xiaos said quickly, and the guide said, "Hold on, you need to persevere." Butch's stomach was heaving, and he nearly choked on what was rushing up his throat.Frightened, nauseated, choked.He tried his best to push the heavy body on top of him, swinging his limbs wildly, trying to push Wei Xiaos aside.But before he could escape, Vishows grabbed him from behind again and forced his mouth shut. "Hold on... hold on." Wei Xiaos yelled, and the two seemed to be wrestling on the bed. Butch felt a thick leg wrap around his own.A wrestling motion managed to stop him from moving, and he continued to struggle. The churning and gagging in his stomach intensified until he thought his eyeballs were going to pop.Then, his lower abdomen seemed to explode, and a small spark began to spread all over his body... This spark also ignited the tingling pain in his body... Now it turned into a buzzing sound.He fell down and continued to struggle, his body was already absorbing it. Wei Xiaosi loosened the restraint and moved his hand away, but still left an arm across Butch's chest: "That's all right...just breathe. You're doing well." The humming was rising, turning into lust, but not quite... no, it obviously had nothing to do with lust, but his body couldn't tell the difference.His lower body hardened, erected in his pajama pants, and his body instantly ignited fire, making him arch his back and let out a moan. "That's it." Wei Xiaos leaned into his ear, "Don't resist, let it wash your body." Butch twisted his hips in rhythm and moaned again.He was as hot as the core of the sun, his skin was extremely sensitive, and he lost his vision... Then, the roar in his lower abdomen moved to his heart.In an instant, gasoline seemed to be ignited in his blood vessels at the same time, and a fire net formed in his body, making him more tormented.Sweat was pouring out, his body twisted and convulsed, he tilted his head back and leaned on Wei Xiaos' shoulder, and let out a hoarse roar: "I... am going to... die." Weishaus's voice sounded beside him, watching him go through the transformation: "You must wake up, my partner. Keep breathing. It won't last long." Just when Butch felt that he could no longer bear the torment of this volcano, the thrill of being crushed by an 18-wheel trailer suddenly conquered him and made him spew out.In the aftermath of the shock, Wei Xiaos hurriedly supported him and prayed in the ancient language.Wait until the storm finally passes and everything subsides. Butch was panting heavily, shivering, and very weak.Wei Xiaosi helped him lie back on the bed and covered him with a blanket. "Why..." Butch sounded like a drunk, "Why, V?" The face of Vershaws loomed before him, the fraternity fighter's diamond eyes sparkling... until the left eye suddenly turned black, the pupil dilated, and then the iris and the white of the eye were gone, leaving only one There is no end to the void. "Why, this question... I don't know either. But I saw that you have to drink my blood, otherwise, you will soon have to die." Wei Xiaos reached out and combed Butch's hair back, "Go to sleep. You'll feel better at night. Because then you'll be through." "So...could...kill me too?" Well, shit.He thought he was going to die. "If I'm not sure you can survive, I won't let you drink. Close your eyes and relax, okay?" Wei Xiaos walked out and stopped at the door again. As the brother looked back, Butch felt a strange emotion... a bond that bound the two together, formed between them something more visible than air, as if It was forged just a moment ago, hidden deep in the blood of his veins... a miraculous connection. My brother, thought Butch. "'Tiaozi', I won't let anything happen to you." Butch knew it was 100 percent true, even though he didn't like being kept in the dark.But then again, if he knew what was in the glass, he would never swallow it.Will not die. "What will I become?" he asked softly. "It's no different from what you are now. You're still human." Butch breathed a sigh of relief: "Look, man, do me a favor. Before you do this next time, warn me. I'd rather have a choice." Then he laughed again, "And we're not even dating None of them." Wei Xiaosi also burst into laughter: "Sleep, brother. You can come to me later to settle the score." "I will." Watching his broad back disappear, Butch closed his eyes. Still a human...just a human. As a bonus, sleep called him.