Living Hell

Chapter 12: Secrets of Ryu

His words rang in my ears as I sailed further and further away. I expected to hit the waters below, but instead I ended up hitting hard ice.

I struggled to stay awake and wondered what the fuck I had just done. My eyes gazed around me, blurry. I saw I was back in a cove and it looked as though the entrance to the cove was covered in a film of Black Magick, hiding it away.

I sat up and expected to see the canoe pass by, but there was nothing and no one. Time seemed to stand still here, even the water just before the cove ended seemed stilled...

Where was I?

I had been on a canoe with Slick. We were going to-

My thoughts stopped as I saw something shimmer behind a frozen waterfall.

"Hello?" I called.

I was only greeted with my own hello as it echoed around me in this icy cove. I was getting ready to call again when a chuckle rang through the air. It was incredibly seductive and had me on my feet in no time..

Wait, what?

I would never be so hormonal. I should just sit back down or find a way out.

I chose the latter and began walking towards the entrance to the cove, where the film of black hung over it. I was half way there when something brushed my back. I jumped and whirled around, but nothing was there except shimmering glitter.

"What the fuck?" I murmured, confused.

I had stopped, but as soon as it appeared there was nothing I continued on my way. I only made it five more steps before something grabbed my waist and tugged me back. I screamed and struggled until the most gorgeous face I had ever seen (aside from Jake-the-Daemon) appeared before me.

He was tanned with beautiful blue eyes and curly, sandy blonde hair. He looked like an Angel, hell he could've been one. I didn't know, I didn't care.

"Hello," his voice curled around me and I sank further into his arms.

"Hi," I breathed out.

His scent intoxicated me and I wished I could bottle it and take it with me.

"Shall we go somewhere more secluded?"

The implications in his voice meant nothing to me. I wasn't insulted, I wasn't appalled. No, I wanted to go away with him. I felt as though I needed him. He was a drug I was instantly addicted to, but yet my mind screamed the last bit of sense I had into me.

"What? I barely know you!" My voice had meant to sound angered, but it came out as a soft whisper of desire.

"It matters not, you are attracted to me, no?"

I nodded.

"And I am attracted to you. Please. I need you," he pleaded and trailed his lips close enough to my neck I could feel his hot breath wash against my skin.

I shivered and nodded. He pulled me along, leading me through an ice filled wonderland. Arches were made and icicles hung from them.

The only building they had was an ice palace and as I walked in I noticed the place was merely rooms. Just rooms and rooms, hidden away by an icy blanket made of strings with ice beads on it. I could hear moans coming from behind the thin 'blankets'.

Was this some sort of whore house?

I wouldn't doubt it. Here in Hell there was everything and it didn't matter what you did.

The gorgeous man rushed me past the ice fountain- that looked as though it spurted blood down into it's large bowl- and stopped at an icy door. He pulled back the curtain with a smile and allowed me in first.