Thread: Undisclosed Desires (Wreckles & Oceansnight)

Hugo pressed one hand on the steering wheel while the other rubbed his rugged chin upwards. He knew of this enigmatic feeling that seemed to dwell within him, swirling around in his core and whispered things to him. Never had Hugo questioned his own sanity, for he knew he was quite insane in numerous departments. When he spoke it was like he was ordering a pizza, I want to meet that handsome young suitor I saw dropping you off. As Jenna opened her mouth, to protest or question him he did not know and certainly did not care. Simply holding up a silencing finger before her effectively stole her wind. Where does he live. There was no room for warmth in his voice, it was phrased like an order - one that was expected to be followed. As he got the address from his confounded sister he gave a peculiar smile and reached in the back seat, fishing out a bag. Unzipping one of it's pockets and pulled out a cd case, he put in the cd into the slot just as he flicked the ignition of the car. Beethoven's fifth symphony, in C minor. Hugo was almost beaming as he cranked up the volume and drove off, he knew vaguely of the area Jenna spoke of. Hugo drummed on the steering wheel obviously influenced by the music that filled the car, in the corner of his eyes he saw Jenna look at him, unsure of what to do and more importantly - what Hugo was going to do. As they drove in on the street where this boy supposedly lived he turned down the volume and casually said Point which house. The girl looked frightened but to Hugo that meant nothing, he was protecting her from all the dangers in the world so why would she be afraid? The question was left unanswered as her lithe hand pointed towards the white villa to their left. It was easy to tell that this was a rich-man street, the hedges were neatly trimmed, each driveway was generously covered with asphalt and sported at least two cars each. Picket fences adorned the recently mowed lawn to the house Jenna had pointed out and Hugo stopped the car just at the driveway. Wait here. Before giving her a chance to respond Hugo had left the vehicle and were now marching up the driveway with stride in his steps. The doorbell resonated in a pleasant melody as he pressed it, brushing some dirt off from his leather jacket Hugo put on one of his fake smiles in case he had to butter someone up. Luck was apparently with him as he stood there on the porch, a young man - very much like the one he had seen kissing Jenna only some time ago opened the heavy oak door. Gotcha . In one of his charming voices he initiated the conversations, giving out a very meek body language so he would not feel threatened. Hello young man I'm from Telgie energy service and we're doing some research about the energy consumption of this area, would you mind answering a few questions? Just as the boy started to give him nihilistic looks Hugo stepped aside and held out his hand to the car parked down their street. Before giving him a chance to speak he continued Do you recognize that girl? and when the boy squinted and leaned forward to get a better look he formed the words Jenna?. That was all the incentive Hugo needed. In an instant he gripped the young man's head and put all his weight into the push, sending Brian face first into the heavy oaken door of his own him. There was a large thud as meat and bone hit hardened wood and a slight 'crack' could be heard, Hugo had donned a indifferent look, leaving no signs of whether he was enjoying what he was doing or not. Blood began to flood down Brian's nose and the boy started to shriek in pain but Hugo did not relent. Forcing Brian's head once again into the blood splattered door, he repeated the process a couple of times, five or six - Hugo did not count - before he dropped the now demolished young man to his feet. Brian fell like a marionette that got it's strings clipped off and gargling sounds could be heard from the throat as he coughed up blood. As he lay at Hugo's feet the older man just raised his foot and stomped down hard on Brian's crotch which induced a scream that echoed across the rich-man street. Completely indifferent Hugo just turned around and headed back for the car, he could hear Brian's mother storm down the stairs and letting out a shriek herself before calling out her sons name over and over. Hugo opened the driver seat door and got in, he was not even breathing harder. With a tone that could be mistaken for a craving of cafe latte he did not look look Jenna in the eyes when he said Let's go look for houses!