Saturday, September 30, 2006

Elliot's rape games

PARENTAL

ADVISORY

FOR VAMPIRIC CONTENT

SERIOUSLY!!!!! THERE IS SOME CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER THAT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN UNDER THE AGE OF 13!!!!!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!

Anyway, I match a song to each chapter. This one is Rape me by nirvana *rolls eyes* go figure.....enjoy the product of my boredom :P

Elliot licked my neck again, and I couldn't help the shiver that ran down my spine. I was squirming relentlessly, but my wrists were held firmly in his left hand, while his right held my head in place as he forced his lips over mine. Sicko, it was disgusting, he tasted like raw meat and spinach.

"Hey, I though it was my blood you were after?!" I yelled when he finally released my lips.

"Who says I can't have my cake," He bent closer to my ear, "and eat it too." He said with a snicker.

"You son of a," I started, but he had once again silenced me with his mouth.

I felt his free hand let go of my face and slide down my neck and shoulder. I thrashed violently, but to no avail. I could feel the heat coming off of his skin through the thin fabric of my shirt. His hand slipped under and I could hear the sound as it tore off of my body. He twisted the strips of red fabric in his fingers before tossing it to the side and pressing down roughly on my abdomen to stop my squirming.

"You'll ware yourself out before we even start sweetie." He said as he traced patterns on my exposed stomach. I didn't dare move for fear of being cut by his sharp nails. Unable to move or speak, I did the only thing I could, I cried. The tears rolled down my cheeks slowly, as Elliot continued his games. I prayed that Jesse would wake up, but there was no way that was going to happen.

I was just giving up as Elliot's finger slipped under the waist of my jeans, when there was a rustle of fabric to my right. I looked to see Jesse rubbing the back of his head and blinking himself awake.

Elliot was furious to say the least. He pushed me roughly against the wall, and brought his fangs to my neck. I didn't see, but I felt Jesse push Elliot away from me. I fell in a crumpled heap on the floor, shaking from terror and exhaustion. I think I blacked out, because I remember waking up and being very cold. It was then I realized that I wasn't wearing a shirt, and trying to put mine back on was pointless. It was totally shredded.

I heard footsteps and Jesse crouched down next to me. I heard him sigh and felt his hands on my back and under my knees as he picked me up and sat me on his lap. I buried myself in his chest instinctively, twisting my hands in the fabric of his shirt. His hands wrapped around my wrists and pushed me away a bit. He held me still with one hand, while he used the other to remove his shirt. He put it over my head and pulled my arms through the sleeves. It was insanely big, but it didn't matter. He pulled me back against his chest, and let go of my wrists to wrap his arms around my shoulders.

Before I finally fell asleep, I heard him say something along the lines of, "I wish I could take it back.", but after all I'd been through in the last few hours, I couldn't be sure.
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