The Distant Blue | By : camp30 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 15171 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Darla choked out a scream and ran for the door. Anton moved so fast and light on his feet and it reminded that he was nearly as athletic as me. His arms went around her. “Did you bring a gag?”
Eric nodded and rummaged around in his suitcase. “Please I need to see my daughter and tell her I’m sorry for what I did to her,” she whimpered in his grip. I stared into Anton’s eyes. “Anton let her go,” I pleaded. But his face was distant and his eyes burned with some insatiable light. “Shut up Sookie,” he replied back as Eric handed the leather gag to him. Anton took off his sweater as if he was getting overheated. Eric was holding the woman down on the bed. Anton was wearing a t-shirt with Kennedy’s head exploding. Anton glanced around the room and found me where I had slid down the wall. I had been shaking so much my knees wouldn’t support me. He crouched down and reached for my face. “Sookie what you will see doesn’t change anything about our friendship, I would never hurt you,” he said into my ear. I didn’t believe that for a second and shrank back from him. He looked angry with me and hurt but then like a mist had come over him he became relaxed and gave Darla a charming smile. He sat next to her on the bed and feathered her cotton candy hair back lightly from her tired face. She just kept making these animal sounds under Eric’s powerful grip. “Do you know why you were chosen?” Anton said quietly to Darla. She shook her head and he laughed and if he hadn’t been about to murder her it would have been almost sexy. “Because you’re an ugly worthless whore and taking you out will make me feel good because people like you are taking oxygen up that people who aren’t worthless need,” he struck her hard then across her hot pink lips. Then he reached into his pants pocket and brought one of the fifty rocks and packed the entire thing in the bowl. I was afraid for him but he didn’t light for himself. He took off the gag and pressed the pipe to the addict’s mouth. “One last fix before you say goodnight,” he said softly. And she was so far gone that she sucked the entire crack rock down within minutes. An eerily appropriate song started playing after Eric set up the IPOD. “I don’t eat, I don’t sleep, all I do is think of you, you keep me under your spell,” the woman’s voice was so lovely and the lyrics so haunting. “Kill me instead Anton,” I said coming towards the bed. “No, you’re not worthless like this burned out hag,” he said turning back to me after the crack was all burned up. “Now it’s time for you to sleep for good,” he said addressing his victim. He wrapped his hands around her throat and I couldn’t look away as she struggled in the mighty grip. Slowly the light in her eyes burned out like a blown out street lamp. She was dead. Anton pushed her body off the bed and got up and got his overnight back. Inside was an electric saw. “Turn the music up for a little bit,” he asked his cousin. “Fine but you’re cleaning up the blood,” he returned. Anton had no reply and I felt so lost as I watched my friend drag the hooker into the bathroom. “You’re gone and maybe that’s a good thing,” it was another song by the same band from a minute ago. I heard the sound of quiet machinery. I knew what he was doing in that tiny bathroom. He came out of the bathroom with blood all over him and a tired smile as he grabbed an industrial strength garbage bag and went back in and he came out holding it slung over his shoulder. “Where should this bitch go?” he asked his friends. “There’s a dumpster behind the place,” Alcide offered. “Good I’ll set it on fire in the morning before we leave,” Anton said before leaving the room, faintly as he walked away I heard him whistling as if he were having the best day of his life. Minutes later he nonchalantly spread out some lines and a did a few. He let a long satisfied sigh and glanced at me. “That’s always so life affirming,” he said with a beautiful cold smile, like a ray of moonlight. “We enjoyed it, now go clean the bathroom,” Eric said. Anton nodded and I heard him start the water. He was in there a long time and when he came out he had a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair was damp. He was freshly shaved too I saw. I tried not to see how broad and muscled his bare chest was, I didn’t want to want him. I felt so disappointed in him that tears came to my eyes. Eric turned the music off and handed me an Ensure shake from the little fridge. “I got you strawberry flavored,” he said with a little smile. I opened it and drank it greedily. It tasted of calories, it tasted of life. He looked alarmed and reached for his phone. “Miguel you didn’t do it do you?” he looked relieved. “Call them off, she’s being a good girl,” then he hung up. The giant blonde looked to his boyfriend. “Did you bring any shit with you?” Alcide looked irritated but he still went into his suitcase and brought out two soup cans. He pried the lid and withdrew a big bag of cocaine. “I wish you would slow your roll on this shit,” he muttered while Eric used his straight razor to make lines. Eric went still. “What did you say?” Alcide looked scared. “Nothing, forget it.” He bent his golden head to the lines and snorted one. His face was calm as he lifted his head and stared at Alcide. “You don’t rule me,” he said quietly. Alcide sat down across from him. “I know that Eric.” His lover seemed mollified. “I’m getting horny,” but when he said it his eyes were on Alcide and not me. I was so sharply relieved that I smiled. Anton was lounging back on the bed and when I glanced his way he didn’t look disgusted. “Come on we’ll take a shower,” Eric said taking Alcide’s hand. They disappeared into the bathroom where a human being had just been hacked up like a thanksgiving turkey. “So now it’s just the two of us,” I looked at him and felt so sad, that I went to the other bed and just curled up into a ball. I felt him get on the bed and wrap his arms around me. “I’m not going to apologize for it,” he whispered. I tried to get free from him but he held me tightly pressed against his rock hard chest. His hands began to roam over me and he moaned. “You’re so beautiful.” His hand slipped up my skirt and he slipped a finger inside my pussy after pushing the panties he’d bought me to the side. “Don’t fucking touch me Anton,” I snapped trying to get away. “I know you want me,” he pushed my hair off my neck and began licking it. He pressed me down on the mattress and got on top of me. “You really think I could still like you after you hacked that poor woman up?” He gazed down at me with his ghostly eyes. “What is the big deal? She was an ugly bitch who sucked a million cocks to get her shit rocked,” he looked so confused and irritated when I scowled up at him. “She was a human being and you strangled her and hacked her up, what the fuck is wrong with you?” He got off me and I could see him shaking. “I’m evil Sookie,” he didn’t turn back to me as he continued. “I lied to you before, my parents didn’t die in a car accident,” he paused and finally faced me. “They were murdered and I watched them rape my mom before they killed her, my dad had to watch and then they offed him too.” “How old were you?” Anton hands so graceful and pale went to his hair and he pulled on it. “Five,” his voice sounded so fucked up and I could see tears gathering in his eyes. “Why were they killed?” He shrugged. “No one knows, it was a home invasion.” “Anyway that’s the reason I have to kill people occasionally,” he said briskly going over to the table and doing some of his crack. “I’m afraid for you,” I said. “Why?” “I saw a commercial once that said sometimes people die from just one hit of crack.” “If I die, that would be wonderful,” he said under his breath. The bathroom door opened and my two kidnappers looked satisfied. Eric scrubbed his palm over his mouth and smiled at me gently. “Sookie its time for you to groom yourself,” he tossed me a towel and a razor. I took a shower even though the water was tepid. I shaved my pussy and legs and underarms. I put the camisole on and the gauzy skirt and came out. Slowly I went to the window and touched the panes of glass and sighed. The moon was full that night. “I want to go running,” I said turning to them. “I’ll go with her,” Anton said quickly. Eric stared at a me a long time before giving Anton a cold glance. “If she escapes you will die so fucking painfully, I will cut your cock off and make you eat before I skin you alive, you got me?” Anton paled. “Yes I got you.” “And you,” he looked to me. “And you just remember that your family’s lives depend on your continued stay with us,” he stood and got some of Cullen’s sweats and tossed a t-shirt. I changed in front of them and didn’t even realize that I hadn’t gone into the bathroom, it scared me. As if my body wasn’t a sacred thing anymore, I had no modesty left. Anton changed into Armani sweats and a black t-shirt and running shoes. We opened the door and ran down a long crumbling sidewalk. The night air was hot against our faces. We we’re in a poor looking neighborhood that had black people and Mexicans having parties on their front porches. No one bothered us, one person even waved at us. It felt so good to run, I felt like a bird and Anton easily kept pace with me. We came to a park and sat down on bench to rest. He looked relaxed, happy even. “Anton you like me right?” Smirking he nodded and slung his arm over me. “Then why don’t you save me from them?” “I’m no hero Sookie,” he a paused and looked nervous. “Plus I’m a little freaked out by Eric and Miguel would hunt me down and fuck me up.” He gave me bright smile. “Don’t worry eventually they’ll get sick of you and then I’ll buy you,” he patted my leg and I felt sick by how cavalier his statement was. Hey thanks for reviewing last chapter, drop some thoughts if you want to.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. 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