All Chapters of The Perfect Monster: Chapter 31
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Chapter 31 - Deadline
"Pleaseee forgive me, pleasee. I couldn't sell all the ecstasy in time!!" he started begging for forgiveness again. Rage got the better of me as I grabbed his hair and pulled him close to my face. "You motherfucker, I don't fucking care that you couldn't sell the stuff in time; I care that you almost leaked my fucking identity, dumb fucking retard!" I shouted at him, menace dripping from my words, "And don't fucking talk about me or drugs in public, or I'll kill you for real. Do you understand?" I threaten him. "Y-Yes, I understand," he muttered, his voice trembling with fear. "Good. "Now get your ass out of here," I commanded, releasing my grip on his hair. Erik quickly scurried out of the bathroom, making his way home. I took a moment to compose myself, washing my face to cool the boiling anger that coursed through me. Looking in the mirror, I said out loud, "I can't let my guard down for a second, especially with people like Erik around." Leaving the bathroom calm, I returned
Chapter 32 - A Dangerous Upgrade
After several days of anticipation, Kurt's call finally came. He delivered the good news of securing the ecstasy for pickup the next day, but his tone quickly shifted to a more serious note as he mentioned the bad news. "There's one problem, The Imperfect; I'll be there with my boss. He's a powerful man, so please be careful around him." "Why is that bad news?" I asked nervously, my hands sweating, thinking he wasn't able to get the full amount of ecstasy. "I get a percentage of the product I sell." I quickly realized what he meant. "Ah, I see. So essentially, if I impress him and show potential, he'll cut you out of the deal and directly supply me, making you lose future money. Am I right?" I carelessly commented, taking a deep breath and relaxing, relieved that it wouldn't have any negative impact on me. With that realization, I proceeded to lower my pants, preparing to piss on the toilet. Kurt's frustration seeped over the phone as he confirmed my suspicion. "Yeah, he wants all
Chapter 33 - Toil Away Like A Slave
Just as he spoke, Leslie and 9 of his boys from my organization appeared. They carried baseball bats, while Leslie and Arden held their pistols. The junkies immediately noticed their arrival and became frightened. "Put all the junkies in a corner, Leslie. I want to talk to them," I commanded. The boys began to push everyone together into a corner. Some resisted, but they were quickly beaten and forced to sit down. After a few long minutes, all the junkies were seated in the corner. "Hello, my name is The Imperfect." I began my speech with a commanding tone: "And after a while, I have returned to Gestalt. This place is the headquarters of The Embrace, but now it's filled with drug addicts like yourselves. As a kind leader, I won't hurt nor kill any of you; in fact, I want to help you. So, for the time being, please do not come back to Gestalt. Once I gain more resources, I will rebuild your future before it's destroyed completely. "What?" "Fuck you." "Shut up and let us enjoy our l
Chapter 34 - The Imperfect Facade
Morning came in a flash, and it was time to meet Kurt. I couldn't help but feel excited. I got out of bed and prepared breakfast. While eating, I received an unexpected call from the counseling service at school. "Hello Bobby, Mojca on the phone. "I called you today to ask if there is something wrong," the voice on the other end said. "Uh, no. Why would something be wrong?" I asked, confused. "It seems you are often absent from school, and the school is getting worried. If your attendance is less than 80%, you will have to repeat the grade. If you have any medical problem, please tell the doctor to write a report for you. Otherwise, you should come to school," she replied. I resorted to making an excuse: "I'm sorry; I just have some family problems, and I need time to deal with it." "I'm sorry to hear that, but rules cannot be broken. I will have to call your parents if you continue to be absent," she responded coldly. "Tsk, alright. I'll come to school, just don't call my paren
Chapter 35 - Playing With Giants
We continued our conversation while walking towards the meeting place, which was Gestalt. Kurt's supplier desired to meet me in my territory, and I complied. Eventually, the four of us reached Gestalt, but Kurt was nowhere to be found. Impatiently, Leslie asked, "Where the fuck are they?" He squatted down to rest his legs on the debris-littered floor filled with glass, trash, and needles. "They should be here already. If they don't come, we're all doomed," I muttered, nervously biting my nails. Minutes went by, and my anxiety rose. Suddenly, I heard a car sound, and it parked at the front door. I rushed towards the shattered window to get a glimpse of who it was. It turned out to be Kurt, two other men, and an old man. I quickly wore my mask and commanded, "Boys, get ready! They're here! Fix your hair, adjust your suits, and look perfect and intimidating!" Leslie, Monty, and Arden pulled up their suits and hid their guns in the back of their pants, their expressions growing serio
Chapter 36 - I'm Just Tired, Dad
Thankfully, I received a text from Leslie an hour after arriving home that he made it without getting caught. I breathed a sigh of relief and closed my book. I left my room and went over to the living room, where my father was already watching TV. He seemed relaxed, and I felt more at ease being in his presence. As I settled down on the couch, I decided to distract myself with some YouTube videos on my phone. It was a great way to take my mind off things and calm down further. Suddenly, I overheard the TV news reporting on the Kovalev family, and my curiosity was immediately piqued. It seems I was correct; the Kovalev family is moving all their dealers across the region of Noa to Huntsville for my stuff, but the news didn't have any information on me or the deal, so that was a good thing. A lot of dealers started getting caught, and what surprised me was that most of them were teenage boys. Well, it makes sense; they're easy targets. It's a sad reality that many young people are dr
Chapter 37 - To Establish Trust
Half an hour later, there was a knock on my door. I got up from the sofa and walked to the door to see Leslie and Arden standing outside. The two of them were pointing their guns at me; my face grew in terror as I saw guns pointed at me. "Wow, what the fuck are you doing, fuckers?" I asked, raising my hands up and feeling a sense of fear. Both of them started laughing. "Pfh HAHAHAAH! Gotcha, bro. "Did you really think we'd shoot you, hahaha?" Leslie said, entering my house and throwing his gun on the couch. "Boss, don't piss yourself, please hahaah," Arden joked, tapping my shoulder lightly and sitting down on my couch. "You motherfuckers, hahaha," I laughed in relief. "So, are you both ready?" I asked, settling on the couch as well. "I'm ready to kill some motherfuckers!" Arden screamed in excitement."Shut the fuck up, man. What if the neighbors hear you?" Before we could settle comfortably on the couch, I abruptly rose and made my way to put on my shoes. They mirrored my act
Chapter 38 - Breaking What’s Left Of Me
As I was walking away from the meeting place, a brilliant idea suddenly popped into my head. I turned around and looked at Nash before saying, "Oh, before I go, you can keep Ruth for a little while more." "Really!?! I thought you didn't like my artwork, but it seems you did, hahaha!" Ruth's face fell into despair, and tears started streaming down her face while she was on the ground in a dog position. "NOOO! Please don't leave me here, boss! Please, please, please, please, please!" With an annoying face and a cold, unforgiving tone, I told her, "Don't make me hurt your precious little sister." Ruth's eyes widened in fear as she realized that I was in total control. She stopped protesting. In truth, I was deeply impressed and filled with admiration for Ruth's unwavering will to protect her sister. I expected she would lose her will to fight for her sister and only think about how to escape me and Nash at all costs, but it was still too early for her to break."Alright, now that
Chapter 39 - I'm Here To Change You
Eager to talk with the tragic old man again, I rushed to Gestalt. At the entrance of the abandoned factory, Leslie, Arden, Teddy, and Erik awaited me. Leslie and Arden carried their old guns as always while Teddy and Erik held baseball bats. I greeted them, and we all entered the building. Heading upstairs, I noticed a lot of junkies on the floor, high on heroin. Navigating through the scattered bodies, my eyes fixed upon a plastic chair I had brought along some time ago, but a junkie was already sitting on it, unconscious. Without hesitation, I left-hooked the motherfucker, causing both the junkie and the chair to crash to the ground. He lay unconscious on the filthy concrete floor. Swiftly reclaiming the chair, I situated it upright and took a seat. Leslie and Arden, unfazed by my act, stood beside me while I commanded Teddy and Erik to wake everyone up and line them up in front of me. As Teddy and Erik were doing their job, the old man who had the tragic past stood in front of m
Chapter 40 - The Illusion Of Redemption
Everyone departed, leaving only me and the boys inside Gestalt. An eerie transformation took hold of me. Uncontrollable laughter erupted from deep within me, deforming my face into an unsettling, almost demonic visage. The four boys stared at me, their expressions a mix of concern and confusion, witnessing this unsettling shift in my demeanor. As I gradually regained composure, I made my features into an emotionless, bland face, concealing the remnants of the unsettling transformation. Addressing the boys, I spoke in a steady voice, devoid of the previous eerie laughter. "Let's go home. Our job is done," I stated, leading the way cautiously down the unstable stairs. Leaving the building, I instructed Arden to hand over the signed contracts from the junkies. Once he passed them to me, I bid the boys farewell and began my journey home. Arriving at my block, instead of going up the hallway, I made my way downstairs. I carefully stored the contracts in the same briefcase where I kept