CHAPTER NINETEEN:The Other Personality.

Luca had always known that something was definitely wrong with him,with the constant headache,the voices ,the insomnia  at nights but not to this extent.

He could still vividly remember the doctor's words when he had arrived after Ric had called for her, telling him he  had Dissociative Identity Disorder.

He  was enraged that had it been that Ric and Ethel were not in the room he would have blown the doctors brain off.

And also,coupled with the fact that the dead bodies in his room were there when he took over his body gave him the affirmation that he was the one who killed his men a year ago when the other personality took over his body.

Like the doctor said,he created the personality as a shield to protect himself from the cruel world when he was young after witnessing the death of his parents. That's why the other one was more of a psychopath than him.

Although the doctor hasn't confirmed yet who was the more dominant in his body either he or the other him,he still had this irked feeling in him that the other him was much more powerful than him but he wouldn't let that happen.

He was Luca Marchetti,king of the underworld; he won't let some personality take over his body and harm his family.

He was also advised by the doctor to try conversing through his mind with the other him to know more about him and why he existed but Luca was stubborn he wasn't ready for that.

Firstly,he needed to talk and see whether she was okay,he remembered scaring her away from him but it didn't make him worried much.

He was used to people feeling scared of him and he loved the fear in her face when she was scared of him,that was the only character which he shared between him and the other personality.

They loved fear,they loved people feeling weak in front of them,being unable to do anything as long as they were in his presence.

He felt angry that she had called him a monster which made him worried,if he was called a monster by any one else he wouldn't mind but Natasha calling him a Monster did things to his heart.

He hated that she called him a monster,rather she should be loving his dark side because soon she would be beside him, ruling with him in his dark and twisted world.

He couldn't wait,in as much as she had tried to keep him away from him,to stop him from falling for her but  that was impossible.

She had caught the fancy of the beast and the more she refused to admit that she was his,the more she was putting herself and her entire entity in danger.

That made him wonder if his other personality too liked her,he couldn't bear the fact that he may one day wake up to find out that she was dead,that the other him had killed her,that would be so heartbreaking.

He doesn't know much about the other him but the few he knew was that the twisted other him was a lover of blood,he loved spilling blood but that shouldn't make him spill the blood of Natasha.

That would wage war between him and  the psycho.

It was he, who had the right to do things to her,her entire life was in his hands,he gets to say whether she lives or dies and not him.

He took his phone dialing her number,he missed hearing her voice,he missed seeing her,seeing her smile ,touching her,he missed Natasha Esmeralda White.

She doesn't know this yet  but she was the owner of his heart,let Ethel call him whatever he wants,he's not leaving Sherbrooke without her.

He threw his phone to the wall, getting angry at her for not picking his calls. He wondered what she was doing, that she didn't notice she had someone calling her.

He went for the drink on top of his table looking at the busy Nights of Sherbrooke,his mind still filled with thoughts of her,he didn't know what would be her reaction if he went to see her now,it was seven.

"You are such a sick fuck!"The voice said again as Luca held his head,the wine falling from his hand crashing on the floor as the headache came again,he grunted in pain holding his head as if it was going to explode any minute.

"S.stop"He muttered "Stop it!"He yelled before the headache stopped. The voices didn't stop,it was as if he was in a trance before he heard the other him chuckle at his helplessness before saying.

"It took you long enough to figure me out,I'm quite disappointed in you,you are so weak"

"What do you want?"Luca asked him, looking at himself in the mirror and seeing the way his eyes changed easily.

He needed to suppress this side of his before he went insane,not only was he a lover of blood,he derived in seeing him too in pain,he was clearly a psychopath.

"I think that question needs to be figured out by you,you created me so you know the reason for doing that ''The other personality said laughing evilly,loving the mind games he was playing with him.

"I was just a young child you sick fuck!,you need to stop hurting my men!"

"I don't get to answer you,you are just a weak host which needed my help back then,don't you think you are being ungrateful for protecting you till now?"

"Get out of my head,"Luca told him in a serious voice.

"Make me!"The psychopath said laughing hysterically before the headache  started again,then stopped before asking Luca"You need me so stop fighting me"

"Who are you?''Luca asked, standing up to look at himself in the mirror,not hearing the voice again before he finally said.

"I'm whatever you might want me to be,but you know me  already,you created me so why the question?"the Psychopath paused before finally saying.

"I'm people's worst nightmare mate,I am the BEAST!"