I WAS TRASH
The Part 52
"At that time, someone picked me up in a fancy car. Then..."
Flashback...
Alex walked out of the airport. There was a black luxury sedan parked in front of him.
"Excuse me Mr. Aron, Mr. Nero and young Mr. Alex. Please go inside" said the man in an elite driver's shirt who had been delivered by Jack and Louis. Supposedly, it was one of the army driver's uniforms.
Alex is not suspicious in the slightest, but different from Aron. Aron felt something was wrong between them.
"Young master, Nero, it looks like I feel something is wrong. I felt an evil aura on the man. Supposedly, military drivers even though they have killed, but not as thick as this. Our country also rarely fought or killed each other. So, I make sure he's not a military man" Aron said.
"Then who is he?" Ask Alex.
"Eitherway. Let's see what he wants to play."
A few moments later...
Alex and the others have been sprawled by gas being ejected through the still-igniting car's AC. They were taken to a place so far from their destination.
Arriving there...
Alex slowly began to regain consciousness after the effects slowly faded. Alex opened his eyes slowly. Samar he saw Steve in front of him with a fairly long whip, or maybe a rope to tie them.
"Yo, uncle's nephew turned out to be awake" said Steve with his arrogant style.
"Uncle..."
"Hehe, it's a fortune to see you again, my dear Alex." Steve utters a satire magazine whose sentences and meanings are opposite.
"Why uncle? Uncle was surprised to learn that I was alive and planned this kidnapping? First Jessica and Verrel, now I. Is uncle scared if one by one with me?" Ask Alex who does not lose his arrogance with Steve.
Alex hints to Aron to try something he thinks will be exciting.
For a while, I couldn't kill him. Let Uncle Aron alone finish it,~Batin Alex.
Aron began chanting every detail of the speech to control Steve's aura. He closed his eyes as he sat down, imagining himself free. Until it does not take long, Aron has mastered Steve completely. No, just the aura. But that was enough to teach him a lesson.
Ehh? Why me? Why is it so hard to move?~Batin Steve.
"Why uncle? Do you feel your body suddenly unable to move? Believe me, you're going to beat yourself up in a minute" Alex said.
Bughh...
One punch landed seamlessly on Alex's cheek to the left. Steve manages to escape the first aura lockup done by Aron.
Is Uncle Aron having trouble concentrating? I had to outwit Uncle Steve's attention,~ Inner Alex.
The corner of his lips drained the fresh red liquid. Alex turned his face for a moment. He tried to rack his brain to successfully grab Steve's attention
"If you speak disrespectfully again, I'm afraid this handsome face of yours..." Steve covered Alex's face, "I'm afraid your face will be broken and you'll never get a woman to marry."
"Did I care? No!" Resolute Alex.
"You!" When Steve was preparing to pull out his whip, suddenly his body hurt so much that he could not stand it.
Aghhh! What's wrong with my body? So sick!~Batin Steve.
"Why uncle? Not so hit?" Alex asked half-literate.
"You're a brash! What are you doing to me?" Steve blames Alex.
"What's? Uncle see if my hand is pulled over? Or uncle need me to take uncle to an ophthalmologist?"
"Araghh! Never mind. I'm lazy to argue with you" said Steve.
Steve breezed out of the room where Alex was being held. However, Alex asks Aron to point Steve in front of him.
"Uncle Aron, I want to see it" Alex told Aron.
"As the young master wishes."
Steve suddenly returned to his place. He began to bring out as many martial arts as he could. He seems to have lost control of himself.
What's the matter? Why can't I even control myself?~Batin Steve.
It would not be wrong if Mr. Russell was even off guard. In fact, I need a little effort to master his aura, master his body,~Batin Aron.
Now Aron's concentration is full on the man who is trying to fight himself. As powerful as he was, he tried to fight back against the strange power until in the end, Aron was the winner. The man seemed to be beating himself up, just like what he thought in his heart. He picked up his whip and began to whip himself.
Ctarr....
Aron was getting used to seeing scenes that laypeople thought were so horrible. Ever since Alex turned into someone she didn't know at all, she's become more and more understanding of how cruel the world is. His determination to follow Alex is getting rounder.
Alex attempts to rid himself of the shackles Steve puts on him. Not the usual rope that the man wears, but the iron rope that is also called the chain also wrapped around him. Alex releases the binder on Aron and Nero's bodies, but of course without blocking and breaking Aron's current concentration. Steve was furious when he saw it, but the more furious he was, the more tormented his life became.
"Araghhh! I don't accept it!" Screeched Steve.
Every torture he inflicts on himself is increasing. Not just a whip, but a sharp dagger to slash his handsome face.
"Nope-no. It's not how it should be" muttered Steve who was still trying to fight his own aura.
Now, Alex aligns himself with Steve. The handsome man stood straight next to his uncle. Steve looks so small next to him.
"I warned Uncle not to play with fire. I also warned you not to touch me. Though I had thought not to dispute this as long as uncle apologized well, but uncle instead wasted it," said Alex.
"Remember one thing, Uncle. A cunning and evil-minded person will never win forever. Catch that!" Alex in Steve's ear.
Alex leaves from there leaving Steve still hurting himself. Aron had given a period of time to control his aura. All the formations he had set up, all those torments would end after thirty minutes had passed from the place. That was enough for them to get to where they were supposed to go.
Flashback...
Alex ends his story with one of his favorite black coffee shakes. She seems still so calm, while Jessica and Verrel seem to express Alex's story with the look of their faces. After understanding what happened, Jessica and Verrel looked at each other.