Walters Paradise

Lol, Naria you crack me up. Never in a million years did I expect to see the beauty and the beast lyrics posted in a review for THIS story. Nice work! Sorry for the cliff hanger, here's the goods!



Chapter 13



It took no time at all for Walter to find Kauffman; he was alone in the cliffs overlooking the pit. “Who the Hell are you?” Kauffman’s tone was disrespectful and annoyed.



Walter glared threateningly, “You don’t know who I am?”



Kauffman scoffed, “Just leave me alone. This place is Hell enough without cavemen to pester me.” Kauffman looked at Walters hair revolted.



Walter looked over the man; a simple kill, and an even more simple torture. “My name is Walter, Walter Sullivan.” He spoke softly.



The shock on Kauffman’s face proved to amuse Walter as Kauffman backed up further, “Get out of here at once!”



Walter took a step forward, “After you Doctor.” Walter gripped his shoulder and tossed him out of the cave and into the pit below.



“No!” Kauffman yelled as he knew eternity down here was the real Hell.



Walter landed on his feet and took a step closer to the man on the ground. Holding up the steel pipe it caught Kauffman’s eye, “No! Please! Let me go back up there!” his begging was exactly what Walter wanted to hear.



The smirk on Walters face was terrifying as he leaned the pipe against his shoulder while staring down at Kauffman. The doctor scrambled backwards to attempt an escape from the serial killer. Winding up briefly Walter swung the pipe at Kauffman’s leg; the bone crushing sound was followed by an agonized scream from Kauffman.



Broken bones were clearly sticking out of the side of his leg; Walter had hit him good this time. Walking around to the other side of the screaming man he looked down thoughtfully, “Do you know why I’m here, Michael?” Walter asked eerily.



“What do you want!? I’ll do anything! Just stop this!” Kauffman yelled as his eyes began to tear up with pain.



Walter laughed again and clubbed Kauffman’s shoulder painfully. “I’m here because of a certain nurse you hurt. It’s requested you suffer like she has.” Walter locked eyes with he petrified man.



“Lisa got her drugs at a price! I don’t see how this is a-” Walter smacked his pipe across Kauffman’s chin; his jaw made a sickening crack as it shattered on one side.



Kauffman could no longer talk, he could only moan in pain as blood poured from his mouth. “You raped her a few times, Michael. She remembers it, and I’m aware it happened. You got her addicted to the drugs and stole her life from beneath her, and it was all for your benefit. I’ve killed people for less than what you have to offer.” Walter glared darkly as he walked to the other side of Kauffman.



Picking him up by the throat Kauffman’s eyes rolled into the back of his head several times. “I watched her cry…” Walter looked into Kauffman’s dazed eyes, “She can’t stop thinking about you every time she has a moment to herself.”



Kauffman made strange watery sounds as he tried to beg without jaw movement. “She sees you in her sleep I’m sure of it… for that, you shouldn’t be able to see at all.” Walter jabbed his fingers into Kauffman’s eye sockets forcefully.



The blood dripped onto his fingers and down his hands. Dropping the screaming man to the ground he watched as the doctor blindly wandered around on all three of his working limbs. Holding the pipe steadily in his hands he took another swing at Kauffman’s body; this time the pipe collided with his stomach making a loud thud. “How does it feel to be defenseless doctor?” Walter asked.



Kauffman continued to make painful sounds of begging, “All you have to do in order for the pain to go away is say ‘stop’, its that simple.” Walter swung the pipe through the air as it made a sound.



Kauffman spluttered out more blood in an effort to talk; he only hurt himself more, “Too late.” Walter swung again and shattered Kauffman’s ribcage; the blood shot up and covered Walter even more in blood.



Once Kauffman’s body stopped moving Walter waited; the limbs began to heal along with his jaw and other broken parts. Opening his eyes Kauffman looked up at Walter again, “Please stop!” He cried as Walter held up the pipe.



“Did you stop when Lisa told you to?” Walter half smirked.



Kauffman shook and made incoherent sounds. “You know what I miss?” Walter asked as Kauffman tried to scurry away, “I miss ripping out beating hearts. The experience is so surreal. The idea of holding a heart in my bare hands is… orgasmic.” Walter shoved the pipe into Kauffman’s chest.



Walter dug at the wound and pulled back as many ribs as possible before he reached the heart; the screaming made it all the more exciting. Walter could definitely do this for a few more hours.



***



“He’s been gone a long time.” Harry crossed his arms as he leaned against a pillar in the main entrance.



“Where do you think he went off to?” Alex asked as the other five members of the household gathered around.



“Where ever he is, I’m sure he’s having a blast.” Harry said in monotone.



Lisa sat beside Angela on the small steps between the pillars. “I’m willing to bet he’ll be back in time to mount Harry.” Elle noted.



“Thanks.” Harry rolled his eyes.



Angela looked back at him with a serious expression, “I’m sorry about tomorrow.” Angela said to him sadly.



Harry looked down at her and tried hard not to picture her naked, “I’ll be fine. Don’t you worry.” His small smile was all she needed to pick up her heart beat; he was so handsome.



Elle glanced at Harry before whispering in Angela’s ear when he looked away, “Harry likes you.”



Angela went slightly pink, “How do you know?”



“When you were with Lisa, he was having a hard time not getting too excited. Needless to say, he got just as aroused as Walter and Alex. He wasn’t like that with me and Lisa.” Elle pointed out.



Angela looked at her feet, “Oh…” She wasn’t entirely sure what to think or even believe.



The portal opened back up and in crawled a blood-soaked Walter. Angela gasped as she watched him approach them. Walter stood before Lisa and reached into his pocket; Lisa looked at the item he tossed before her feet. “I’ll be in the shower if anyone needs me.” Walter stated casually before walking off down the hallway.



Lisa picked up the bloody item and held it in her hands. She wiped off the tiny rectangle to see the I.D. card of Dr. Michael Kauffman; shaking she dropped it and began covering her mouth as tears filled her eyes. “What is it?” Elle asked worried.



Alex picked up the I.D. card. “Dr. Michael Kauffman… your boss?” Alex asked curiously.



“What does it mean?” Elle asked looking from the blood stains to Lisa.



Covering her face she sobbed loudly; the feeling of relief flooded through her like a tidal wave. “I… I’ve g-gotta go!” Lisa managed to choke out before running quickly up to her bedroom.



The four remaining members of the household looked at one another. “Hold on, what just happened?” Alex asked confused.



“I don’t know… but somehow I get the feeling Walter is proud of it. Do you think… Lisa is feeling guilty?” Elle asked.



Angela thought about Lisa’s situation and shook her head, “I think its just the opposite.”



Everyone took this into consideration; Angela would have a better grasp on that sort of thing. “I hope she comes down soon. I’m getting concerned.” Elle said softly.



“I’m sure she will… let’s just give her a minute or two.” Alex said as he took a seat beside Elle.



***



Walter scrubbed his hair forcefully; the blood slid over his fingers as the warm water revealed blonde hair once more. The face had been the easiest thing to get clean; his hands and torso would be harder.



Running his fingers over his chest muscles he rubbed away as much blood as he could; the doctor had bled an awful lot, though it was no surprise with how many blows he suffered.



Stepping out Walter felt relaxed; nothing felt better than ripping someone deserving apart. Part of him wondered why that was. Grabbing a towel he dried his hair before wrapping the towel around his body. Lisa likely was in shock, but he was sure it made her feel even a slight bit better to have some results. At least now Kauffman was suffering his eternity inside the pit being hunted by a hell hound. Walter had to smile a little at that thought.



Pulling on his clothes he headed out into the hallway. It had been a few hours since he had gone inside the shower; likely his pets were all in their rooms trying to sleep soundly. Walter walked down the hallway and heard some movement in the living room; stepping inside he noticed Lisa sitting on the couch.



“Walter?” She looked back at him as if he were a shining angel there to save her; it felt nice to be looked at in such a way.



“Yes?” Walter asked as he stood still.



Lisa stood up and held the bloody I.D. card against her pale breasts closest to her heart.



“I just wanted to thank you for that.” Lisa avoided eye contact as she stood directly before him.



“I let him know who he was suffering for.” Walter told her calmly.



Her eyes looked up at him in wonder, “What did he say about me?”



Walter shrugged, “Not much,” He thought about how the pipe collided with his face, “He couldn’t say much at all with a broken jaw.”



Lisa sighed and looked down in shock, “Why did you do that?” Her voice was so sad and happy all at once.



“I can relate to what happened to you. That’s all.” Walter was only telling half of the truth.



“No,” Her brown eyes looked into his steel blue ones, “Why did you really do that?” Lisa questioned him.



Walter stared into her eyes for a moment, “I don’t like the idea he got away with hurting my pet.”



Lisa nodded with her eyes closed; she belonged to him, and he didn’t like that she was broken before she was bought. “I understand.” Her voice sounded small and very hurt by his words.



Walter fidgeted on the spot for a moment, “You didn’t deserve it. I was trying to do the right thing.” Walter may have been big, but he was feeling very weak with her in the room with him.



Without warning Lisa wrapped her arms around Walters waist and pressed her face into his hard chest. “Thank you.” Her voice was cracking as she began to tear up again.



With a sigh, Walter ran his hand down her slender back, “Think nothing of it.” His deep voice was soft.



A thought crossed Lisa’s mind before she was ready to let go of him, “Walter?” She looked up at him with her watery almond eyes, “Will you stay in here with me tonight?”



Cocking his head to the side he examined her face with furrowed brows. She wasn’t kidding at all. Once she let go he stared at the ground for a moment before sitting down in the armchair oddly.



Lisa sat on the couch and smiled slightly, “I meant on the couch, Walter.” Lisa explained as she patted the place beside the end.



Walter stood up slowly and sat in the place she wanted him to. Staring down awkwardly he felt her rest herself against his arm. Slowly he placed his arm around her shoulders and held her like that. It wasn’t something he was used to and he definitely didn’t know what he was doing. Walter had no business holding a girl like that.



Before long Lisa’s legs were on the couch and her head rested on his arm that sat on the armrest. Her body lying across his was a distraction for some time; before too late he decided it was time for him to sleep as well. Tomorrow he and Harry had a game to play.



I hope you all enjoyed that bloodbath, I know I did! Reviews would be great!