Death's Game - Episode 15

Derick''s past

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Previously on Death's game

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Death has a name? Derick spoke through our link, I shook my head in response. I never knew. "I thought Death was well, Death" I blinked at Rina then heard James speak.

"Yes, He took time to explain the rules. He was cool for Death" Cool? Definitely not the Death I and Derick knew . Something was definitely not right. If what they said was true then... and it clicked, all the pieces came together.

How could I have missed it. My eyes twitched in realization.

There wasn't only one DEATH in town.
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You have got to be kidding me. I tilted my head to the side to pick on Derick's feelings. How the hell did this happen? Then again why should I be in a state of shock or even perplexed as Derick was, it was death we were talking about after all.

"If this is true" Derick paused "It means we have been playing with other death's pawn."

Of course! When death told us not to die in any battle or the fact that we came in pairs and had different bounds. I had never seen it that way till now. How could I have been so blind. I slapped my face.

"We don't understand" Rina spoke up looking blank as she adjusted her glasses up her nose

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. I had totally forgotten about them but I still ignored her trying to put pieces together. This is giving me a headache. What are they trying to achieve? I began twisting on Derick's laps, crossing and uncrossing. Frustration was becoming of me.

"Unless you want to take this to the bedroom, stop that" Derick groaned into my ears and a delicious shiver worked it's way through my body. I was tempted, oh so tempted. I just wanted to drown in Derick's arms but as I Milianda Gramm; a very curious and dedicated person. I rather not.

I got up from his legs and placed a quick kiss on his lips, I was going to the kitchen.
"Does anyone want coffee?" I asked
"No"
"Thanks"
"Not really"

Of course they wouldn't want coffee. It was two in the afternoon but I needed it to calm my head and coffee did the job. I went on brewing the pot while I listened in on their discussion.
Derick had explained our findings to them and was about to introduce them to what our bound was when I poured myself a cup of coffee.

"Go ahead, try it" he urged and I watched both their faces turn red in concentration. Lol.

"What do you see?" I asked as I walked over to Derick's side.

"Iron" they answered in unison and giggled to each other like children that just got the exact same toy. I smiled and sat again on Derick's legs before nodding.

"What about us" James asked looking eager from Rina, to me, to Derick.

"You should know for yourself but I won't mind telling you, so it's oil" I said simply and took a sip of the coffee relishing in the bitter taste.

"That sucks" James sulked while Rina turned to meet him with a questioning look. He answered the unspoken question making gestures with his hands "well, they have iron; for example it can be a ninja sword that kills but we_" he turned to meet us and in that moment, I knew he was going to say something stupid "I don't know. Are we supposed to like spill on the floor so someone will loose their footing and fall" he scoffed.

I choked on my coffee. Yep, very stupid, yet very funny. Derick patted my back to keep me from a full blown choke experience while I laughed hard for probably a minute.
"Yep, you right"

James just glared and Rina chuckled. The conversation went on about random things, laughing and joking especially about James stupid nature before deviating to school projects and assignments till we walked them out the door.

"We are finally alone" Derick whispered while he wrapped his arms around my waist from the back and bit into my neck gently "so maybe we could continue where we left off when you decided to move your ass against my legs" He teased licking his bite mark. I was rendered speechless, the world had disappeared as my body hummed with pleasure and I pushed back into him with the same need while letting out a moan till everything suddenly clicked back to place. My self awareness was seriously irritating.

"Wait" I found myself saying. How could I spoil such an awesome moment, Derick stopped abruptly noticing my serious yet hoarse tone.

"What's wrong?" Derick asked spinning my body to meet him face to face.

"Derick" I called his name almost to reassure myself that he was still here.

"Hmm" he responded combing my hair with his fingers.

"I need to know" he stiffened. I really did wish the story didn't matter at all but I couldn't help it. I just feel the need to know everything about him; The one I keep drowning in and for a minute I cussed at myself for having the thought bother me.

"Derick, please" I begged my voice shaky with emotion. "I know it's hard for you and i'm just being selfish but you can't just bury the memory when I killed it with you" I held his face in my hands staring into those green orbs I have grown addicted to and pushed my desperation towards him. I need you to tell me.

He pulled away and walked over to the couch where he sat while I felt abandoned again. My heart twisted, my eyes watered as they found the floor. Why doesn't he want to tell me? I wouldn't care if it was his fault. In all honesty I wouldn't even blame him if the evidence was in my hand.

"Come sit" Derick sighed and tapped the space close to him. I moved quick blinking back the tears. I didn't care anymore about the story at least for now and being in his arms was OK. "Keeping it from you was wrong. I was the one being selfish"

At first I thought I had imagined what I heard so I moved farther away to watch his lips move as the words left his mouth "you are the one who saved me in my time of weakness. I owe it to you"

"You owe me nothing" I whispered looking away. He didn't touch me, he didn't move, he just spoke those words

"Let me show you" his voice faded as I found myself in a small room painted blue with a really small bed at the middle of the room neatly arranged with only a car toy on the bed. The room was so empty, I wondered if the person did have clothes. I moved away from where I stood to another opened door. It was the bathroom, the room also had blue coloring from the tiles, to toilet seat and bathtub where a little boy stood preparing water for himself. At this age I wasn't sure I knew what a tap was or how to use it. Yet, he looked so alone.

"Hi" I walked up to him. He didn't respond so I tried to reach out for him, my hand slid through him. He couldn't see, hear or touch me. I moved away as soon as I heard the click of a door.

"Derick, where are you?"

"Here mama"

I will forever hate that voice because I knew who it was before the person came to view. Parish. She had her hands folded to the back as she walked in with her husband following in the same posture. I unconsciously moved to block the little Derick. What are they up to?

"Evening. Mum, dad" he beamed. Such a cute butt naked baby. Awwn.

"How's our baby boy" Alex cooed pinching Derick on the cheek with one hand while the other still behinds his back.

"Fine dad" Derick replied with a chuckle.

"Wonderful, because I and your mother are here to give you a present to show how much we love you"

"Yes how much we love you" Parish echoed. I just stared blankly at them. This 'love' they spoke about; I didn't trust.

I moved away from little Derick watching silently as his parents moved in to grabbed the four year old boy by the arm who looked excited.

"Ok" he smiled wide. His front two teeth missing.

"We are happy you are as excited as your parents dear" Parish grinned as she unhid her left hands from her back as well as her husband who followed suit. OMG! I couldn't let out a sound, my palm slapped hard against my mouth. I think my eyes are deceiving me. I blinked hard and tears pooled my eyes.

I gasped some more and choked on my tears when I saw Derick stumble back in fear. How could they?

"Don't run" was what his mother said "this is what love looks like" she sang and suddenly Derick's posture changed from rigid to relaxed and I almost believed her except the knives told a different story.

I watched his green orbs widen in fear again as he saw the knives.

"Stop!" I tried to shout but it came out so weak. I knew it was a memory but I couldn't help wanting to take the child's place. I tried moving closer but my legs wobbled under effort and my knees hit the ground. I couldn't bear to watch but I owed Derick this much for being such a bitch about not knowing.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt" B**CH! "That much" she completed. I got up and ran for the boy but my effort was a waste. I couldn't do anything. All I could do was watch as the knife tore at his skin, as both his parents carved his arm with huge smiles and as baby Derick screamed and tried to struggle for his life.

"This is love" Parish voice faded away as I cried hard to the rhythm of Derick's pain.

I opened my eyes and found myself standing at the door of Derick's bedroom again except this time the bed had been stripped of the sheets and the blue paint stained in red. I wiped the tears and hurried into the bathroom again greeted by both parents holding on to the arm of a smiling Derick.

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. It wasn't baby Derick this time, it was my Derick fully grown with his beautifully sculptured body and he was smiling as the knife pierced his skin.

"We love you baby, don't forget that" Parish coated her words with music again. It was like she was a born seductress except it came in the package of a 'voice'

Derick only nodded in response. "Sweet dreams" she added as she took a step back and Alex moved forward.

"Sleep well son" Derick's eyes widened in understanding but it was too late to pull away. Alex had already slit into his wrist.

I flinched away and fell on my butt as I gasped at such cruelty. Where they really his parents?

"Why mum?" he asked looking at Parish for an answer but all she offered was a smile and he turned to Alex "why dad?" Still no answer. Derick looked so heartbroken, he wasn't even bothered that he was bleeding to death. In fact he looked like he welcomed it and my heart broke seeing him like this. I had never felt so pathetic all my life because all I could do was hug my knee to my chest and cry as I watched the drama unwrap itself and fade away.

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OK, so I guess the secret about Derick is out of the bag. I feel so bad for him. He was just a freaking four year old kid. :'(

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