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Disturbed : Chapter 3
Malik lay on the soft beige carpet of Pegasus’s large living room sipping some wine as he flipped through Bakura’s files. Pegasus came back into the room with some Chex Mix in a large bowel and placed it on the floor beside Malik, then laid on the floor beside him with his own glass of wine.
“I just can’t believe someone, especially his age, could do this. I mean, he’s only a year older than me” Malik shook his head and continued to read the cases that were according to Bakura’s confessions.
Most of the cases before Bakura was fifteen were his confessions and later Bakura had told where the bodies of his victims were. When Bakura was thirteen he lived in a run-down apartment building in the slums of the town with his parents. He had noticed a little five year old girl playing on the sidewalk with charity dolls and he had went downstairs and outside and lured her to the basement of his apartment building and found a knife and shoved it up her vagina, killing her, then he fucked her and threw her body in one of the dryers down there. Later, he was able to blame one of the men in the apartment building that had previous felony charges against him. There were no pictures of this murder.
A few months later in the winter when he was still thirteen he was forced to baby-sit a little six year old boy that was the son of one of his mother’s friends and he took him to the frozen lake near the city to play on the frozen ice. They had made a ‘fortress’ in the deep snow to protect themselves from the evil snow people and there Bakura tied the little boy up with their scarves and gagged him with his own mittens. He then grabbed a thick, sharp icicle from a tree and stabbed it straight through his throat until it came out the other side, the little boy only screaming for a split second before his voice box was severed. Leaving the ice icicle in the boy’s throat to melt slowly, keeping the child alive for a few minutes, Bakura pulled the boy’s pants down and turned him over on his stomach and licked the tip of the ice icicle sticking through his throat and pulled his pants down and began dry-fucking the six year old, the young child dying halfway before Bakura climaxed. Bakura then pulled out a large pocket knife he had carried that he stole from his father and cut the ice of the lake and dropped the little boy’s body in the below-freezing water, which they didn’t find until the lake melted, the body too decayed for any finger prints, the pictures taken of the boy’s deformed skeleton transferred to Bakura’s file once he confessed when he was later caught.
It would be another year before Bakura killed again when he was fourteen, once again in the winter. Bakura was approached by a girl in his school that he had never met before and she had asked him if he wanted to see a movie. He offered to take her to his house, the girl being unaware he lived in the ‘bad part of town’ in a run-down apartment that his mother never cleaned. He walked the girl to his apartment after school and convinced her to take a shower with him, in which he mostly cleaned her more than he was intimate with her. They then made their way to his twin sized bed and he tied her down with rope that was in the house. The girl got a bit scared since she already felt Bakura was acting a bit strange and she hadn’t asked to do bondage, though she was planning on having sex with Bakura because he was cute. Bakura pulled out a butcher’s knife he had under his bed and cut her ears off because he thought they were too big, the girl screaming and now trying to get free of course. Bakura slapped the girl a few times and shook her violently for her to shut up and then stabbed her neck and pulled the knife out, the blood squirting from her neck as she began to die. He then cut the top of her inner thighs halfway so they would open wider and cut the girl’s vagina so that he would fit inside her a bit easier since she was a virgin. The girl died before Bakura orgasmed and afterwards he cut open her abdomen and pulled out her stomach, licking the blood off of it. He covered himself with her blood and took a bite of her liver, obviously throwing up right afterwards on her corpse. The police were called because someone had heard the screaming and there were many photos in the file of the girl’s mutilated body. Bakura had left the building before the cops arrived, apparently having taken a shower before leaving as well.
It was three months before they found Bakura, who was now fifteen. They found him living with a friend of his parents, who forced Bakura to have sex with him every night and kept Bakura locked up in the bedroom, draining large amounts of blood from Bakura every week and using the blood for what he claimed were Satanic rituals. This lead to a complete investigation of Bakura’s parents and home and the man and why his parents would know such a person.
“Oh my God…” Malik shook his head as he read the report of what they found in Bakura’s home.
Pegasus nodded, “Yeah, every serial killer has their own story. Turns out Bakura’s parents were just about as crazy as him. They claimed to be Satanists and had their own little group of worshipers or coven I believe it’s called. His parents used him and the other’s children for rituals and just plane crude sexual actions” Pegasus explained.
“So he was ritualistically abused?” Malik asked, horrified but at the same time very interested in these kinds of things.
“Exactly. It says he suffered from pretty much every type of abuse there is. Ritual, sexual, verbal, emotional, and physical. He even had a twin brother that was killed during one of these rituals, the police aren’t sure on the specifics. Anytime they tried to talk to Bakura about his brother they say he’ll just freak out and go wild. After several trials and interviews by doctors and therapists, they decided that Bakura’s father was well enough to understand what he was doing was wrong and that he was basically just a sick bastard. His mother, on the other hand, was just plain insane. She’s in a separate asylum from Bakura” Pegasus shook his head and closed the file in front of Malik.
“I just can’t believe things like this happen. It’s terrible what humans can think and dream up to do to other people” Malik looked at his older lover.
“I know. That’s where doctors like me come in. Along with the government and the community. I believe it is possible to prevent serial killers from ever becoming what they are, but it would be a challenge” Pegasus stood and put in the DVD that recorded the interview from earlier that day.
The Evanescence music could be heard in the background and it just seemed that even in the video there was an eerie yet sad aura about Bakura and the way his eyes either glared or were wide open and the way he rolled his head and pulled at his restraints and his deep voice. As the two watched Pegasus leaned against the couch while still sitting on the floor and he gently pulled Malik to sit between his legs and Malik leaned back into his chest, Pegasus putting his arms around Malik’s waist. They watched in silence, observing and listening to Bakura’s responses and behaviors until it was over.
“Why does he move his head so much?” Malik asked, finishing his wine.
“It’s the only part of him not being restrained. I think I’d move my head that much too if I were that tied down” Pegasus answered and sat Malik forward a bit to massage his shoulders.
“I don’t know whether to feel sorry for him or hate him” Malik sighed, closing his eyes as Pegasus’s expert hands relaxed his muscles.
“Neither. I know it sounds bad but we’re only there to study him, not take a side” Pegasus reminded, “Are you sure you want to go back?” he asked.
“Yeah. I find this very interesting. And I was of some use today. I did know he was replying with songs, which seemed to surprise him” Malik volunteered to take his shirt off so it would be easier for Pegasus to run his fingertips along his back.
“True” Pegasus trailed his fingers all the way down Malik’s spine.
Malik sighed when his cell phone began to ring and he dug it out of his pocket and flipped it open.
“What, Marik?” he answered, a bit irritated at his brother, Pegasus pulling him back against his chest and trailing his fingertips along Malik’s chest and stomach. “Yes…probably, what do you care?” Malik reached back to twirl some of Pegasus’s silver hair around his finger. “Well then you have the place to yourself, don’t you? So you can bring your skanky boyfriend over and fuck him all you want…he is too” Malik looked up at Pegasus when the older man pulled the cell phone from his hand and closed it and kissed his lips.
Malik’s cell phone rang again but the two ignored it, Pegasus laying Malik down on the floor, taking his shirt off and then laying on top of him, kissing his neck and collar bone. Malik hissed as Pegasus slightly nibbled at his sensitive skin and he bucked his hips a bit into Pegasus’s, running his hands along the doctor’s strong back. He felt Pegasus reach down to undo his pants, releasing his erection. Malik quickly rolled them so that he was on top, surprising his lover a bit.
“Don’t have a heart attack” Malik teased and licked at Pegasus’s nipples.
“Don’t forget to take off your diaper” Pegasus retorted; the two often teased each other about their age differences.
Malik bit down slightly on Pegasus’s right nipple with a smirk as the older man gasped. Malik trailed his hot tongue down Pegasus’s stomach and undid his dress pants, pulling them off along with his boxers.
That morning Malik opened his eyes, finding himself in Pegasus’s large bed. After making love in the living room they had moved to the bed to sleep only to make love again. Malik cuddled close to Pegasus, glad it was a Saturday. Pegasus’s eyes opened and he looked down at Malik with a smile, putting an arm around him.
“Didn’t ware you out, did I?” Malik teased.
“I didn’t keep you up too late after your bedtime, did I?” Pegasus replied tiredly.
Malik chuckled and lifted his head to look at his lover, “What are we doing today?” he asked.
Pegasus moved some of Malik’s bangs from his eyes, “Anything you want.”
Malik put his elbow on Pegasus’s chest and rested his chin in his hand, “Well, I need to go back to may place to change. After that we can grab some breakfast from Krispy Kream, then I thought maybe we could research this serial killer stuff some more” Malik smiled.
“You’re really getting into this, huh? We can do that if you want” Pegasus stretched and sat up, Malik sitting up as well. “Need a ride back to your apartment?” Pegasus asked.
“Nah, I’ll walk. It’s a nice morning. I think it’s suppose to rain later. Just come pick me up in like an hour or whatever. I’ll call you” Malik assured and put his clothes back on, then kissed his lover’s cheek and headed out of the large, expensive apartment and to the street.
Malik walked inside his and his brother’s apartment on campus, his twin already up and eating cold pizza from the fridge for breakfast.
“I cannot believe you stayed there again” Marik said as he seen his brother come home.
“Damn it, Marik, don’t start” Malik warned, putting his things down in a chair.
“What? I’m your older brother, I’m trying to look after you” Marik defended.
Malik rolled his eyes, “Oh come on. You’re an hour and a half older than me. Who cares if he’s older, at least he’s not some slut like Duke. By the way, did he come over last night?”
“No he did not come over. And he’s not a slut. You’re the slut. The only reason you started fucking your boss was so that he would spoil you with his money. You stay over there all the time at that fancy apartment eating his fancy food and wine. All you have to is ‘Uh, uh, Pegasus, oh god’ a few times he’ll give you his inheritance” Marik accused.
Malik glared at his brother, “He’s only 12 years older than me and has many more to live. We happen to be in love, unlike you and Duke. So why didn’t he come over? Probably fucking someone else.”
“He was not fucking someone else. He leaves always leaves on the second weekend of the month to see his parents, remember? He left yesterday because he wanted to avoid the rain that would be coming today” Marik reminded. “And why the hell did you hang up on me last night?”
“That was Pegasus. We were a little busy when you called” Malik smiled and went to the bathroom to shower.
“Disgusting” Marik mumbled and finished the day old delivery pizza.
Soon Malik called Pegasus for him to come pick him up and the older man arrived at the campus apartment, Marik opening the door.
“Malik, grandpa’s here” Marik called and walked back to the computer desk in the living room to do more research on his paper that was due that Monday.
“Marik, Joey called my cell phone while I was getting dressed and told me he just seen Duke leaving Yami’s place, said he was there all night” Malik smirked at his twin.
Marik starred at his brother with a worried look, “He did not” he said weakly.
“I’m sure your boyfriend’s being faithful, Marik” Pegasus gave a kind smile and took Malik’s hand and led the way out.
Marik sighed and turned back to the computer biting his lip. Within a minute he called Joey and asked him if he had seen Duke, Joey telling him Duke when to see his parents just like he thought.
“Sorry about that. I guess my brother and me can be a little immature. I just don’t like that he doesn’t like you” Malik tried to explain.
“It’s alright” Pegasus assured and the two got in his car and drove to Krispy Kream’s drive through, eating in the car on the way to the library.
“Bakura doesn’t seem to have all the characteristics of a serial killer” Malik pointed out as the two sat at a computer with books everywhere.
“Yeah, I noticed that. But not all serial killers are the same. And he has enough of the characteristics. As you know, the only reason he hasn’t been executed yet is because he’s too crazy to realize what he’s done. The thing is, a lot of the mental illnesses he may have are genetic and eve if he was born from his parents and raised by completely normal people, he would still have problems and need therapy and possibly medications” Pegasus said in a low voice.
“So what are we really trying to learn from Bakura?” Malik asked, looking at a website online.
“Why these people turn to killing. Why they kill the way they do. We’re really trying to get inside a serial killer’s mind. To study that type of mind in-depth. I will mostly submit my findings to doctors and psychologists and psychiatrists who will further the study and who dedicate all their time to such things” Pegasus sighed and looked at Malik looking at the computer screen. He reached over and brushed the back of his fingers softly against Malik’s cheek, the college freshman looking at him curiously. “Sorry, I was just admiring you” Pegasus smiled.
Malik blushed slightly, “Come on, let’s get out of here” he smiled and pulled Pegasus out of his chair, holding his hand as they walked towards the exit.
“Ah, Dr. Crawford?” an older doctor approached the two, Pegasus letting go of Malik’s hand quickly.
“Dr. Vessor, how are you today?” Pegasus said casually and looked at Malik, “You’ve met my intern, Malik Ishtar?”
The conservative doctor raised an eyebrow, “Indeed. Getting to know each other better on a Saturday are we? I’m well aware of your sinful lifestyle, doctor, but I would think you would stick with people your own age.”
“Excuse me, sir, but there is nothing wrong with my lifestyle and Malik and I are doing extensive research. He is to learn what I am doing is he not? I would expect better from you, doctor, to know what you’re talking about before you speak” Pegasus glared and continued out of the library, Malik following with a sigh.
Malik hated that Pegasus didn’t like people to know about their relationship, but he tried to understand that it just wasn’t acceptable with most people his lover knew simply because of their age difference. The two got in Pegasus’s car, both silent for a moment.
“I’m sorry, Malik” Pegasus sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“No, I understand, really” Malik gave a weak smile and bit his lower lip, “Um, Pegasus…why do you love me?” Malik asked, knowing he was making things awkward.
Pegasus turned the car on and pulled out of the parking lot and into traffic, “What do you mean why do I love you?” he asked.
“Why do you love me? What makes you want to be with me and not someone else?” Malik clarified.
“Because…” Pegasus shrugged, “You’re smart, funny, beautiful…” Pegasus looked at Malik’s disappointed face.
“But everyone’s like that” Malik starred out the window.
“What do you want me to say? I don’t know why…you amaze me, Malik” Pegasus pulled into a small café’s parking spot for lunch.
“What do you mean?” Malik looked at the older man.
Pegasus looked at Malik, “You amaze me. I…” Pegasus sighed, “I hate to sound cliché, but I’ve never met anyone like you, Malik. You’re unique in your own way, and in a good way” Pegasus smiled, Malik giving a small chuckle. Pegasus took Malik’s hands in his, “I do love you, Malik.”
Malik smiled, “I shouldn’t have asked. I love you too, Pegasus.”
Bakura laid on the floor of his padded room starring up at the dim lights on the high ceiling.
“I hold my breath as this life starts to take its toll
I hide behind a smile as this perfect plan unfolds
But oh, God, I feel I've been lied to
Lost all faith in the things I have achieved
And I
I've woken now to find myself
In the shadows of all I have created
I'm longing to be lost in you
(away from this place I have made)
Won't you take me away from me
Crawling through this world as disease flows through my veins
I look into myself, but my own heart has been changed
I can't go on like this
I loathe all I've become
Lost in a dying world I reach for something more
I have grown so weary of this lie I live” he softly sung the Evanescence song, “Away From Me”, looking at the door when he heard it open.
“Time for medications” a nurse said, two more following behind him.
Bakura sat up and scooted back until he hit the wall, glaring at the men, “Don’t give that shit to me!” he growled.
“Now, now, Bakura, you’d better behave or you’ll be punished like a bad boy” the nurse laughed, the others chuckling.
The nurse took out the large pills Bakura was suppose to take. The two other nurses quickly went over to Bakura before he could move and one held his legs, the other his body. Bakura tried to move his body, shaking his head. He tossed his head back shouting, his hair now all in his face. The nurse with the pills punched Bakura’s face and then grabbed his hair, holding his head still.
“You should be executed, you fucking bastard” he grumbled, shoving the pills in Bakura’s mouth and making sure he swallowed them. He then took out a shot and jabbed it in Bakura’s arm through the jacket.
Bakura’s head just sort of fell to the side, his eyelids heavy and his crimson eyes glazed over.
“Hey, dude, hundred bucks” one nurse smirked.
“No way, man” the nurse that gave Bakura the drugs shook his head.
Bakura tried to speak but his words were mumbled and a bit slurred, his head feeling dizzy and fuzzy.
“Three hundred and I’ll do it” the third nurse chuckled, “After all, he is cute when he’s not all psycho-looking.”
The three laughed, “Are you serious? Alright, I have to see this” the one that made the offer shook his head and wrote the check, giving it to the other nurse.
“I’ll watch the door” the nurse that gave Bakura his medication said, walking to the door.
“I can’t believe you’re going to do this” the other nurse shook his head as he watched the third nurse get on his knees next to Bakura.
“Why not? He’d do it to him and then kill him. Besides, he deserves it” the one watching the door said bitterly.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this either, but the rent’s due” the third nurse shook his head and undid his pants, “Are you sure no one’s coming?” he asked the one at the door.
“Yeah, go for it” he nodded.
The one on the floor shook his head and pushed Bakura onto his stomach, Bakura’s body almost paralyzed because of the drugs, but tears still came to his eyes. The nurse quickly pulled Bakura’s pants down, noticing he did have a nice ass for a serial killer.
“Oh god, you’re gonna do it” the second nurse laughed.
“Just shut up” the one on the floor stroked himself until he was erect and spit on Bakura’s entrance and moved inside him, Bakura grunting and glaring up at the nurse that had made the bet.
Bakura desperately tried to move his body, but the man thrusting in him grabbed his hair and pulled until he stopped all movement. The nurse finally came inside Bakura and he quickly pulled the insane teen’s pants back up and his own.
“Good little quickie” the nurse chuckled, now three hundred dollars richer.
“You lay there and cry, you mother fucking sick son of a bitch” the one at the door walked over to Bakura and kicked his stomach, then the three walked out, closing and locking the door.
Bakura laid silent and motionless for a moment, then just started screaming and yelling, squirming on the floor, trying hopelessly to get out of the binding stray jacket that kept his arms cross all the time around his body.
“Hey! Shut up in there!” a nurse banged on the door.
Bakura glared at the door, “Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” he barked over and over at the nurse.
“Man, forget it” the nurse shook his head and walked back down the hall, hearing Bakura yelling for several hours before he seemed to fall asleep.
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SecretSoul: isn’t this all kinds of messed up? Hmmmm…well, more chapters to come, keep reviewing, pweeeeeeaaaaassseee, don’t make me beg *puppy eyes*
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