Breaking Point (Part 13)
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December 11 2013, 04:20:13 UTC
(Yes,I still am working on this story. I really do apologize for the hiatus and inconsistency with my posts.But I do hope whoever still is following,or is reading this finds it interesting.)
(Please be advised,this fiction has a dark theme to it including scenes of death,murder,rape,and various other things which may be considered unpleasant. Thank you.)
The third time seemed to be the charm,if you used that particular phrase. The last,thin crack that had been etched into Adachi throughout the years,perhaps it had been the turning point,the breaking point that had made him into the monster he was now. The one that protected,and yet,abused the vulnerable young man that he had pushed inside,hidden away from everyone else.
The third time,hadn't been an accident at all. The third time,as he felt himself being shoved against the office wall,being penetrated over and over again,ripped from the inside out,it had been retaliation.
Why can't they just leave me alone? Why can't they just stop it? Why?Why?Why!?
The question he had hated so much,he loathed hearing because he had never gotten an answer himself. Screaming in Adachi's mind as he struggled,clawing his fingers into the suit jacket.
He won't stop,this won't stop.
Hurt him Adachi,hurt him like he's hurting you.
The suggestion came suddenly,softly like someone whispering the answer to a particularly difficult question. Confusion took him over,unsure where the suggestion came from,the thought.
The fear,the desperation welling up inside of Adachi made the voice sound all the more convincing,all the more comforting. It wasn't that hard,it wasn't that hard to stumble up behind the figure as he started to walk away,after he left the stains on Adachi's shaking legs.
It wasn't that hard to loop the tie around the man's neck,silencing him and just pulling. Tighter and tighter as that body shuddered and struggled underneath his grip.
Adachi remembered how white his knuckles had become from pulling so hard,how he laughed and sobbed at the same time as the sounds of choking filled the silence,until it finally stopped to end with the heavy sound of a body falling to the floor.
Fingers slowly would untangle themselves from the red piece of cloth that had been used,letting it slide onto the floor as he stared at what he had done. Shuddering breaths would go through his body.
I killed him..
A slight well of revulsion would hit his stomach as the realization had hit him like a fist to his stomach. The second time he had stopped someone,it hadn't been like this. Sure,he had pushed him,but the stairs had ended up killing him. This time,this time it had been Adachi's own two hands,the ones that throbbed and tingled from their efforts.
You stopped him from hurting you,he'd only do it again.
The voice came cool,comforting.
"S-so it's over?" Adachi breathed out,needing to fill the silence,with something anything.
They'll be others Adachi,don't worry. I'll protect you.
Adachi's eyes threw another glance towards the corpse cooling on the floor,the slightest hesitancy flickered in his eyes before it was gone. Replaced by the mirthless smile that started to form on his face.
He would never let anyone hurt him again. Not if he could help it.
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Adachi would stare at his reflection in the bathroom mirror silently. Things had seemed to be so simple those many years ago,it seemed like everything would be alright but the nightmares continued.
The sick ball of fear that would knot up into his stomach whenever someone would get close to him,when someone touched him. Whenever someone brushed up against him,he silently screamed into his thoughts to keep from doing it out loud.
Adachi didn't need anyone to think he was crazy,now did he?
Except now he was doubting himself,he had never before. He hadn't felt any remorse,questioned his actions until he had taken that detective.
The more he talked to Dojima,the more he began to wonder what he had done. Had those people really been going to hurt him?Had he really protected himself by kidnapping them,putting them through the same things he had been through?
Or had he become the very monster he was trying to kill.
(Please be advised,this fiction has a dark theme to it including scenes of death,murder,rape,and various other things which may be considered unpleasant. Thank you.)
The third time seemed to be the charm,if you used that particular phrase. The last,thin crack that had been etched into Adachi throughout the years,perhaps it had been the turning point,the breaking point that had made him into the monster he was now. The one that protected,and yet,abused the vulnerable young man that he had pushed inside,hidden away from everyone else.
The third time,hadn't been an accident at all. The third time,as he felt himself being shoved against the office wall,being penetrated over and over again,ripped from the inside out,it had been retaliation.
Why can't they just leave me alone?
Why can't they just stop it?
Why?Why?Why!?
The question he had hated so much,he loathed hearing because he had never gotten an answer himself. Screaming in Adachi's mind as he struggled,clawing his fingers into the suit jacket.
He won't stop,this won't stop.
Hurt him Adachi,hurt him like he's hurting you.
The suggestion came suddenly,softly like someone whispering the answer to a particularly difficult question. Confusion took him over,unsure where the suggestion came from,the thought.
The fear,the desperation welling up inside of Adachi made the voice sound all the more convincing,all the more comforting. It wasn't that hard,it wasn't that hard to stumble up behind the figure as he started to walk away,after he left the stains on Adachi's shaking legs.
It wasn't that hard to loop the tie around the man's neck,silencing him and just pulling. Tighter and tighter as that body shuddered and struggled underneath his grip.
Adachi remembered how white his knuckles had become from pulling so hard,how he laughed and sobbed at the same time as the sounds of choking filled the silence,until it finally stopped to end with the heavy sound of a body falling to the floor.
Fingers slowly would untangle themselves from the red piece of cloth that had been used,letting it slide onto the floor as he stared at what he had done. Shuddering breaths would go through his body.
I killed him..
A slight well of revulsion would hit his stomach as the realization had hit him like a fist to his stomach. The second time he had stopped someone,it hadn't been like this. Sure,he had pushed him,but the stairs had ended up killing him. This time,this time it had been Adachi's own two hands,the ones that throbbed and tingled from their efforts.
You stopped him from hurting you,he'd only do it again.
The voice came cool,comforting.
"S-so it's over?" Adachi breathed out,needing to fill the silence,with something anything.
They'll be others Adachi,don't worry. I'll protect you.
Adachi's eyes threw another glance towards the corpse cooling on the floor,the slightest hesitancy flickered in his eyes before it was gone. Replaced by the mirthless smile that started to form on his face.
He would never let anyone hurt him again. Not if he could help it.
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Adachi would stare at his reflection in the bathroom mirror silently. Things had seemed to be so simple those many years ago,it seemed like everything would be alright but the nightmares continued.
The sick ball of fear that would knot up into his stomach whenever someone would get close to him,when someone touched him. Whenever someone brushed up against him,he silently screamed into his thoughts to keep from doing it out loud.
Adachi didn't need anyone to think he was crazy,now did he?
Except now he was doubting himself,he had never before. He hadn't felt any remorse,questioned his actions until he had taken that detective.
The more he talked to Dojima,the more he began to wonder what he had done. Had those people really been going to hurt him?Had he really protected himself by kidnapping them,putting them through the same things he had been through?
Or had he become the very monster he was trying to kill.
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