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The Distant Blue	By : camp30 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 15171 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own or have any rights to the Southern Vampire novels, they are the sole property of Charlaine Harris! I do not make any money from this Fiction!

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Eric just sat there on the toilet for a long moment. I regretted saying that shit as darkness covered his features. “He promised,” he said under breath.
“Promised what?”
Eric stood and gave me a distant look. “Get cleaned up, you have cum in your hair,” he murmured.
After he was gone I didn’t cry, I was too old for that. My innocence was completely dead. I got out after washing myself vigorously and wiped the steam from the mirror and looked at myself, really looked for the first time in weeks. My huge pale gray eyes with their long thick dark lashes peered back at me. My mouth so lush and full parted as I saw shadows under my eyes and the faint bruise from the ‘mercy’ beating that I’d received. I turned away and opened the door.
I heard music coming from downstairs as I entered the piss room and found some clothing to dress in. I found a brown henley and jeans that were so big on me that I had to roll the waist band up a couple of times to keep them on me. I had lost weight, at least ten pounds. I winced as I remembered my original weight. I was dying and they couldn’t or wouldn’t see that.
A moody Coldplay song that I’d listened to a dozen times when it first came out was playing as I went slowly down the stairs. Blood I realized was leaking out of my ass, blood or cum, I couldn’t be sure,just the tiniest trickle, so tiny that I thought I was imagining it. I knew better.
Miguel was smoking and talking to Alcide when I entered the room. He broke off mid-sentence. “Come up to meet ya and tell ya I’m sorry, you don’t know how lovely you are, I had to find you and tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart. Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions, let’s go back to the start.”
I felt tears well into my eyes as I remembered listening to this on my bed at home. Eric looked like he was heavily brooding when his eyes coasted over me. “As I was saying,” Miguel continued. “You need to buy her those Ensure shakes, she’s wasting away,” he pointed at me as I sat down on the floor rather than sit next to him.
“Look at her,” he commanded my kidnappers. All three men studied me.
“She is thinner than when we got her,” Alcide looked almost remorseful as he said it.
The truth was that when I had been a normal girl, I’d had to eat like seven times a day to maintain my weight, but I had been abruptly reduced to eating only when they weren’t raping me. The song ended and a single tear slipped down my ivory cheek.
Miguel who was the closest wiped it away and brought it to his mouth and sucked his wet finger. He looked sad and happy for a second and I wondered at the first emotion.
Alcide got up and went into the kitchen and I heard the mixer going. Minutes later a familiar smell entered my nose. He was making pancakes. Ten minutes later he brought me a plate piled high with them. I took it numbly and ate a few bites, they were multigrain with blueberries and just like everything he made they were delicious. They had real maple syrup too. I ate half the plate full ravenously before setting it next to the baggies of drugs. When I looked up I saw Alcide beaming at me. “Good?” he asked hopefully.
I nodded and could feel a sullen expression coating my face. “We need to start weighing her every day,” he said to Eric.
Eric nodded with a distant look on his face. Melancholy piano music started playing and when Alcide went to change the song I stopped him, “Keep it on,” I said softly.
It was a lovely song, a song that I had discovered when I’d been in middle school. A Tori Amos song. “Some things are melting now, what’s it going to take until my baby’s alright,” I listened and tried to remember the child that I’d once been.
Alcide waited until the song was over to put something else on. “Eric you have to stop playing all this downer music,” he muttered.
An old song came on next, a blues song and I hummed like a ghost to it. Miguel looked almost tired I thought absently. As if he’d heard me thinking he brought a steel vial out and opened it spilling it onto the glass coffee table. He took a switchblade from his suit jacket and started dividing it into long obese lines.
He bent his midnight colored head and snorted two and then passed the straw to Alcide who shook his head. “No thanks.”
Eric likewise declined and Miguel looked at me. “That leaves just you and me sweetheart,” he said silkily, pushing the straw into my hand after raising it from the floor.
I said nothing and let him pull me towards the powder. He held back my long damp curls as I did it. I knew the instant it entered my body why my rapists had refused it. I immediately felt all my pain vanish and it was such a relief that I smiled up at the man that had induced them to triple team me.
It must be heroin or something like it, I thought. I laid back on the hardwood floor that gleamed with good care and let out a long sigh. “We’re going to have to postpone what I had planned,” Miguel said to his apprentices.
I felt so joyous at his words that a smile was born on my lips. What had been in store for me? I didn’t know but I was thrilled that it had passed my way without stopping.
“Stellen is probably starving by now,” Miguel said standing above me. “Remember to get her those shakes and for God’s sake start fucking feeding her,” he admonished them.
“We will,” Alcide promised.
Miguel crouched above me and gazed down at me. I was so grateful to him for the powder that I smiled. “Please leave me some of that stuff,” I whispered. A solemn look came over his face and he looked nearly tender as he withdrew the vial and pressed it into my hand.
“Don’t let her do it for more than two days,” he murmured as he left. I clutched the drugs tightly and when Eric went to take the vial from me I cried out.
He stepped back leaving me with the drugs and looked down at me. “We need to talk,” he said quietly to Alcide.
They went upstairs and I felt like the floor was going to open up and swallow me. And I wanted it too. I wanted to go so deep into the earth that they could never find me again, never touch me again, never take the last bit of what I was. I heard raised voices above me. They we’re fighting.
“You fucking swore that you wouldn’t ever do this again!” Eric.
“I can’t help it,” Alcide shouted back.
I knew that they were discussing Alcide’s unexpected admission when he’d been fucking me. Again I wondered if Eric was in love with his boyfriend. I suddenly wished I could see Anton.
Eric came down the stairs looking furious and an equally angry looking lover followed behind him. Eric picked me up gently and cradled me in his arms. He took me to his bedroom and I remember being grateful that it wasn’t the room that I’d just been gang raped in. He tucked his dark blue comforter all around me, pressing it under the tiny curves of my body. “We’re going to Disney Land in the morning,” he said softly.
I was so surprised that my mouth fell open. “What?” I asked even though I’d heard him.
He bent his golden head to mine and our brows touched for a long time and he sighed heavily. “We want you to have some fun,” he said lifting his head from mine.
I was going to a place of magic and wonder with the two most evil villains the world may have ever known. I curled onto my side and put my little hand under my hallowed cheek and smiled as sleep claimed me. Fun, how odd to have something like that on the horizon of this nightmare that was now my life.
A shadow passed over my eyes through the moonlight. I peered up through my lashes and saw Alcide standing over me. I heard him weeping and he settled down beside me. His hand that was so big that one could cover my entire face drifted to my hair and brushed it back from me. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered. He kissed my temple and I heard the door close behind him.
For a long time afterwards I was stunned. I had never thought to hear those words coming from him.
First of all thanks so much for all the reviews! I was stunned at the amount (which was unusual for this story). Hold on let me check them so I can dole out true gratitude and distribute it properly. To Marebare: I have never in my two years of writing ever been so thrilled to hear that someone has made a soundtrack from a story I wrote, I can’t tell you what that means to me! Thanks goes to Cullen_pet for her lovely assurance that I wasn’t being arrogant when I said I proud of this story. Duckbutt a good shot out to you. I hope you all liked this update, it took me around three hours to write so please review if you want to. Thanks again. All the reviews were great but I always feel fucking stupid leaving long rambling AN’s.
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