Use Me Like A Drug (omegaverse bl)-Chapter 79: The unknown

Unknown POV

My sister is driving the car like she always does, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on her phone, scrolling through her playlist.

The girl we just took from the road is resting on my lap and she feels almost weightless.

She’s real pretty.

Like an idol who is the face of a girl group.

She looks very interesting; it’s a shame that she’s the daughter of an enemy clan.

"Focus" my sister says, and I look at her with a smirk on my face, "She’s pretty" I say and she rolls her eyes.

"And naive, sweet poor thing" she adds with her eyes also fixed on the girl on my lap.

I turn my attention back to the girl, every one of her features is made perfectly for her.

The car hits a speed bump, and the young girl winces but doesn’t wake up, thankfully, I would hate to have a screaming match with any one right now.

My temper is too short, and my patience is too thin today.

My sister lets out a sigh that makes me look at her curiously, "what?" I ask and she shrugs.

"I wish I had used her a bit more before it all went downhills" she says and I make a face of disgust.

"Don’t say things like that where I am" I say and she throws her head back and laugh loud and long.

She sounds like a maniac, looks like a doll.

The duality of my sister.

"She was so pliant the day I marked her, her blood on my teeth was...delicious" she says singsong and I turn my head away.

I have tried to mimic her level of insanity, but I can’t, she is born like this...mad.

My attention returns to the beauty knocked out on my lap and I touch her hair; the strands are silky and soft.

I push them to the side and see my sister’s mark looking back at me, slowly healing and pretty on her neck.

Shame she was born into the wrong family, I want to tie her up and decorate her for my pleasure, this is so much fun.

I unlock my phone and open the camera app, the flash makes my sister look back and I grin at her as I take a few pictures, taking a close up of her face.

An angle that will let everyone know who she is the moment it is uploaded for the world to see.

I trace her face gently and pause at her jaw, holding it tightly and pressing into it till my fingers are digging into the flesh.

"Don’t put a mark on her, she’s still mine" my sister looks over her shoulder as she gives me the warning, "you don’t care about her" I point out and she nods.

"I don’t care, but I plan to keep her for a long time" she says and taps the steering wheel as she waits for the car in front of us to move.

I open my burner X account and search for the perfect picture to upload of the girl, Choi Yunah.

I select a suggestive one, the mating mark is clearly visible, her lips are shiny and parted, and her eyes are shut with my thumb pressing on her bottom lip

She looks...used.

Satisfied, I click the text box and caption the image; The Choi empire, whores or what?

With my body itching for chaos, I log out of that account and open my other burner account.

Oh Chois, you will be destroyed by me.

Oh Hwangs, I will take my place as Lord.

"I can hear your breathing suspiciously" my sister says softly with her eyes on the road and I chuckle, "I am giving them a reason to speed up the war" I say and my sister sighs.

"Slow and steady wins the race brother, let us savor the steps one after the other" she says and I tighten my grip around Yunah’s hair, she reflexively winces in her sleep from my action.

"I have been too patient" I spit out and she growls at me, a warning.

"Don’t talk to me that way" she says and I growl right back, "don’t talk to me like I’m stupid" I say back at her.

"Are you not? I have been the mastermind of this plan since day one, I am the brains, and you are nothing but force and temper" she snaps at me.

"You need me too" I say and she goes quiet.

She has always been like this, the self-proclaimed older twin of the fraternal twins.

Once we take down that Mad Dog bastard son of Hwang...I will take her down next.

I see her looking at me through the mirror and I drop my gaze to the girl again. I know she suspects me, but she never says anything.

She scares me, I look but up at the mirror and see her pink glossed lips stretched into a smile.

Terrifying.

"It’s just a little bit more and we take what we deserve and make everyone pay for what they did to father" she says, reminding us of our initial goal, the one thing that keeps us united.

I nod before looking back at my phone to type a comment with my other burner account under the post I just made about Yunah.

Two hundred views. Good.

People like sharks have been circling around the account, waiting for the next news that smears dirt on the Choi clan, hungry for blood and drama for the ’Chaebol’ family they don’t like.

The Chois are really the Hwangs bitches, both brother and sister loll

Under the post, there are numbers of growing comments, each and every one saying demeaning things about the image.

I drink the comments up, feeding my soul and satisfying my hunger.

Sehwa doesn’t get it; I will take care of things from now on and it will go well.

I am also brilliant.

Yujun’s POV

The morning comes too fast and I lay on my side.

Its too quiet, around me and inside me.

The air smells too clean to be normal, I had spent the morning three days ago surrounded by scents and sounds, surrounded by life.

I spent the next two days surrounded by the smell of my own blood, of vomit and sound of pain, immersed in death.

The next breath I take comes with a sharp pain in my side, the broken ribs are not healing yet, I groan and sit up.

Getting off the bed, I make my way to the bathroom while repeating my mantra;

Alphas don’t laze around.

Alphas rise with the sun and rule the day.

Alphas don’t...I catch a glimpse of the pink band aid on my face in the mirror and I freeze there.

Yunah.

I lift my hand to touch it, it’s a pretty one but...alphas don’t wear things like this.

I rip off the band aid without flinching; the pain is nothing compared to the heartache I am trying to smother.

I pull off every of them and throw them into the waste bin sitting in the corner of the bathroom.

"I’m sorry Yuyu" I say to my reflect and wash my face to rid it of any dirt and stains. While leaving the deep marks and injuries.

It’s always on the surface...how good I look, how strong I feel, how valuable I am, it’s always on the surface and never the deep or the inside.

I leave the bathroom and return to the bed, where I sit quietly, repeating the mantras to myself.

You are an alpha.

Alphas are strong.

Alphas are....

"It was last night, and she hasn’t been found since then..."

"I’m scared, being a Choi is scary these days" I pick the voices of maids talking outside the door.

She?

Who has gone missing?

"And the pictures of her...oh poor Yunah!"

The sentence forces me off the bed and to the door with a speed my body has forgotten it possesses.

My Yunah?

I yank open the door and immediately found the two women with her hands over their mouths.

"Where is Yunah?" I ask, my voice deep and raw from hours of disuse and days of screams.

"S-she...last night she went missing" one of the maids say, both of them vibrating with fear.

"What? Where? How?" I hear myself shout and they hold out a phone to me.

I grab the device and pull to it my face, my heart is pounding, will they really go this far?

They know what she means to me.

It’s the same X account that shared my heat video, this time around it’s a picture of Yunah, she looks...

A roar comes out of me and the woman cower in front of me, pushing themselves into the wall in fear.

’Calm down, read, watch’ the voice that I had successfully silenced for hours speaks and I follow.

My eyes scan the picture and I pay attention to the the finger on Yunah’s lips...

That thumb...I know that thumb.