Nemesis 3

Alsen lifted his eyes and met with Acy's.

He had always been the sweet brother to him and treated him sincerely regardless of how others hated him.

He cherished him because none of what happened between their parents was his fault. He never imagined for a day like this to happen in his life and the culprit would be none other than his brother and boyfriend.

"Have you ever treated me like a brother for all those years?" He asked as a tear dropped from his eye.

Acy was brought in the family when he was only ten after the death of his mother. Alsen's mom and Alsen tried their best to make him feel at home while the man who gave birth to him was busy abusing him. They stood with him and supported him.

Thinking about how good Alsen had treated him over the years, he felt stupid and ungrateful but he pushed all that behind his head and shook his head no.

"At least I did. All the time." Alsen smiled like a fool

What Acy hated the most about Alsen was him pretending that everything was ok with him. He hated the fact that he cared about him. He felt like shit but he wasn't gonna let it fill his head . He was determined to finish off what he he had started. He had already destroyed him and killing him was like doing him a favor.

Teddy was looking like a lost puppy.

"I want him dead and burnt to ashes." He ordered his lackeys and turned to leave with Teddy who didn't spare Alsen a glance.

"Yes boss." They replied obediently

"Before you leave, Did you have a thing to do with my mom's death?" Alsen trembled as if he was expecting the answer. In the past he thought his mother's death was an accident until now.

"No, but Teddy has." He smirked and wrapped his arms around Teddy.

Alsen felt as if his whole body was being torn to pieces and his eyes darkened as he jumped and grabbed Alsen by his neck. He punched him in the face but the man showed no pity but rather pushed Alsen's weak body off him as if he was a bug.

With full force, he slapped Alsen's cheek and he stumbled backward. Alsen didn't feel the pain, his body was already numb from the beatings he had recieved the day he was captured by Acy's men.

Before he could launch another attack, his hands were held from behind by Acy's men.

"Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you two live in peace." He cried.

The door closed behind him and darkness engulfed the warehouse leaving him with Acy's lackeys.

Alsen knew that he was going to die today.Dying in a very painful, pitiful and shameful way.

With a kick, he fell on the ground.

He let himself be burried in pain as the men threw punches and kicks at him. They ignored his pleades and cries until he couldn't struggle or let out a word.

There was nothing he could do about it.

It was his own fault, his own stupidity.

He couldn't blame anyone else, he led to his mother's death, he killed her with his own hands.

He led to his downfall.

As his consciousness gradually faded, all the s ends of his life flashed before his eyes like a movie on the replay.

At that time, he was still the GOAT of the family, showered with love and praises. But he hated himself for not being able to see through those fake smiles.

He hated himself for being to timid and weak that he couldn't protect himself, his mother and whay rightfully belong to him.

He recalled every single moment he had spent with Teddy.

Every piece of memory slapped him right in the face.

He felt betrayed and naked.

They drugged him and set him up with some luck bastard who took his first time.

Teddy chose his brother over him and he recalled how happy he announced to the world about his pregnancy with his lovely true mate.

It was ridiculous, truly ridiculous.

As he felt suffocated from the kicks and approached the end of his life, Alsen felt no fear, only desire to laugh at his foolish life . He desired to revenge those who did him wrong .

He couldn't allow himself to end like that.

If he had to die,he had to die a valunable death not like some slaughtered chicken. He had to hold his chin up and die like a knight.

"I will not let any of you have your way with me." Alsen's weak and hoarse voice screamed, more like whispered.

He was completely drained but he had to fight for his life.

He swung his hands subconsciously as if he was chasing a fly. His councious slowly faded and he felt something leaving his body. He had died the same way he resented.

Or at least that's what he thought.

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