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The Distant Blue	By : camp30 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 15171 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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The door groaned open and my eyes squinted at the brightness. They stood there like evil cartoon villains, expect weren’t you supposed to be ugly if you were mean in those cartoons? Alicide wore plaid over a white t-shirt with jeans. The blonde one wore all black and I noticed they were both pale as if they didn’t get out much.
“Hello sweetheart,” the blonde one purred insincerely. His little smirk only lasted for a second. A sloshing sound came to me and he held up his hands to show a bottle of cold water with drops of condescension coming off it. My tongue was dying for some.
“Thirsty?” he moved closer to me and I resisted the urge to beg.
“Answer me,” the bottle came closer and I wanted to lick the beads off.
“Yes,” I kept my voice even.
I watched the lid curl off and licked my lips. They both laughed and it chilled me.
Alicide came closer and ran his hand through his thick curls. “You have to earn it I’m afraid,” his green eyes glinted in a ray of partially blocked light.
It was sickening how self-satisfied they both looked. I could almost see them high fiving each other any second.
“And my clothes?” it was an idiotic question and I could see the blonde one holding back a smile.
“We have to get you broken in, used to obeying,” Alicide said moving till he was a mere foot from me.
I’m a smart girl, but I’ve been sheltered. But even I could see where this was headed. “You’re going to rape me?”
I could see my statement aroused them. The blonde turned to his plaid clad companion and kissed his mouth, a deep lustful kiss. Alicide groaned and said softly “Eric, this is exciting.”
Eric nodded and turned to me. “You’re gay?” the relief that I felt was wonderful.
His blue eyes crinkled at the corners as he grabbed his lover’s ass. “Not exactly, we do both,” my stomach dropped as I took in the meaning.
“I don’t understand, if you two are like an item what am I doing here?”
Eric and Alicide leaned against the far wall and watched me. “Well our last slave died and we wanted to switch it up a little,” he smirked and then chuckled. “Well a lot I guess.”
It was all so causal—they made me ill. “He died?” I said quietly and reared back as Alicide stepped away from the wall.
“You will learn that messy questions will lead to unpleasantness,” he turned his head to the blonde. “But we like that, don’t we?” his big hands came up and he caged me in. “Pain,” he sighed into my ear.
“We know about your family, we even know what room your little brother sleeps in,” Eric said from the side, from the dark.
It was a threat. “Is he ok? “my voice was filled with horror and fear.
A tiny nod followed. “For now, your parents… Hmm, your mom is working nights now right?”
My heartbeat started jumping in my veins. “How long have you watched me?”
Alicide glanced to Eric and he shrugged. “About two months, we had to wait till you weren’t at school or with that loser you’re dating.”
I straightened in my chains defensively. “Brendon isn’t a loser! He’s on the honor roll,” my cheeks flushed as I realized how inane it sounded.
They said nothing. The silence was heavy with our mutual speculation of my future. I could see them planning, the wheels turning.
“How long will I be here?” I could barely hear my own words and I knew when night fell that I might die of the cold.
They pushed off the wall and Eric unhooked me. “What are you doing?” Alcide snapped.
“Dressing her,” he said calmly, he turned to him. “Unless you want to find her dead in the morning?”
A muscle ticked in the dark ones jaw but he allowed him to dress me as if I were a little doll. He even smoothed the wrinkles from my henley. “There now you’ll live,” he said into my ear, his breath hot in the brisk October air.
He was uncomfortably close to me. His muscled chest pressed into me like a tiger with his paw over prey.
The blonde who looked like an Abercrombie model bent his head and I felt him push my shirt to expose one shoulder. His mouth came down and he bit me, not hard enough to break the skin but it would leave a mark. I whimpered and shrank back from him.
“What do you want from me?” I felt like one of those dumb bimbo’s in a horror movie, but I didn’t care.
It was the dark haired one who replied, his voice lazy. “Hmm, what do we want Eric? I think we want you to hurt, to beg, to give us everything,” his voice was soft as he loomed over Eric and I who still held me close to him.
I pushed at his chest and he just stared down at me and I could see him wanting to hurt me, make me bleed with those perfect white teeth. “So tiny and delicate,” his hands went around my little waist and spanned it perfectly.
“We will have to be careful not to use our full strength,” he said addressing his lover who glowered at us.
He grunted. “She can take it, she plays rugby, remember?”
I flushed thinking how horrible it was that they had watched even that, even my innocent recreational activities had been observed. “True,” Eric murmured looking down at me speculatively. Alcide moved till his arms touched both of us.
“Is it time to play with her yet?” a petulant expression crossed Eric’s face and he forced my mouth open. I felt my lips part and his big fingers entered my wetness.
His grip on my jaws hurt and it was beyond degrading. “Suck them Sookie,” he nibbled my ear lobe and I gasped.
“Fuck off,” I growled out and bit down hard on his fingers.
Eric withdrew his digits and backhanded me until I tasted my own blood. My head hit the metal siding; hard. “You don’t hurt us… we hurt you,” he said calmly as if he hadn’t just almost snapped my head off.
“Should we let her go potty?” Alicide asked him. He was smirking as if he knew that the word potty was for babies, he wanted me to feel small and dumb. He wanted me to feel young and helpless. I did.
The blonde one glared down at me. He looked annoyed with the question but gave a curt nod. After the chains came off they led me to a bucket in the corner. Like an animal I relieved myself and when I was done they allowed me to button my jeans back.
“Water,” I rasped.
Alicide lifted Eric’s wounded hand and sucked the bleeding fingers till they shone clear. “No, when you disobey you forfeit all privileges,” he turned and his lover followed after.
“Sweet dreams,” they called in unison. And then it was just me and the dark. It was two days before I saw them again. By then I was so thirsty that I’d ran out of salvia and my bladder ached.
The darkness had become my only companion and I wondered as I heard a scratching on the wall what sort of animal wanted in. I decided that I would rather deal with a coyote than with my captors. Coyotes don’t hit you and they don’t rape you. Only humans did that, evil wretched humans.
I was at the mercy of two deviants. By now my parents would be out searching the streets for me. My mother most likely would have enlisted the police in the search and would be riding shotgun beside them as they questioned residents, pedestrians and shopkeepers for sightings of me.
My shoulders slumped as I recalled where I had been taken. There were only two houses in that stretch that anyone lived in and one of them belonged to an elderly blind lady. Most of the houses in my neighborhood were abandoned since the salt mine closed down.
“No one saw me that day, or at least I didn’t see anyone,” the sentence hung in the cold air and baited me. Each word took on a malevolent face. I wasn’t ready to give up yet though. I was tough from years of rugby and playing tackle football with my cousins.
So when the door cracked open I coiled my body tight, ready to fight.
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