if you fall for me...

my body was on fire. the pain was something unbearably pleasurable. i tingled from my head to my toes. my breath was shaky and sharp. there was nothing i wanted in this world then to stay like this forever. in this place, there was nothing but this unholy pleasure. anything from my life was gone. there was no hurtful pain. there was no rejection, or denial. this was my heaven. my sanctuary.

"times up, sweetheart." his lips brushed my ear. i shivered. "i got other customers waiting on me." the chains that tied me down, came off. the ring gag i had in my mouth came out as well. the caller he hooked on me came off, letting me breath again. ropes loosened, and my lugs filled once more. i sighed and stretched.

"thanks, Ryan." i winked. Ryan was 27, tall, lanky guy. he had a cute nerdy face with sharp brown eyes. he had thick blond hair. Ryan was a light sadist and well i was a light masochist that liked to be tied up and teased. Ryan was my ideal guy. sadly, he was gay. it was just my luck. "see you next week." he smiled at me and rolled up the ropes.

"i'll be waiting sweetheart." i laughed and walked out. it was time to go back. back to where? back to hell that i call home. you see, i have a large family of cold hearted people. my mother, who is a STD harboring whore. a father that is a money grubbing player with god knows how many children. did i forget to say has a girl for everyday of the month ranging from my age to 40? yeah, he dose. i have a few brothers that come in and out of the house, all of them can go fuck themselves. a few sisters as well. they can fuck themselves also. only two out of all the sibling i know of are younger then me. Petir, age 14, and Sammy also 14. they are twins. they... I'm pretty sure they fuck each other, but i really don't give a shit.

"oh, look who it is!" was my greeting when i walked through the door. "its the masochistic whore!" that was my older sister, i think shes 23? her name it Alisha. shes a blond with only 3 inches of hair. her eyes are grey. she isn't super skinny, but she isn't classified fat by the guys. shes also bisexual. so yes, she has three-somes quite a bit. she don't care who the fuck it is. shes a nympho

"your one to speak." i walk past her. she clicked her teeth. something hit me in the back of my head. Alisha laughed. i sighed. "how many times do i have to tell you." i turned to face her. "i cant feel anything." it was true. the only time i really feel anything is through S&M play. i had grown so numb to the abuse, i practically don't feel most things but the weather. the doctors say its a suppressant to help me cope and survive. i agree with them. "all your doing it waisting energy you could use to fuck one of your toys." her face curled in a ugly grin.

"yeah, your right." she pucked up a can of beer and chucked it at me. i didn't move. the can nailed me in my face. it was half empty. a lot fuller then i was. the content spilled all over me. i rolled my eyes. the heat of my blood told me i was bleeding. i sighed. "good night whore sister!" i didn't reply to her. there was nothing to say. i opened the door to my room. it was a complete mess. someone had gone through my shit again.

the first thing i did, was go to my cash stash. i opened my window and looked out at the tree. the branch was set in such away that if you weighed to much and stud in a spot to long it would brake. there was also no say to climb up the tree without a ladder. looking at the center of the tree, i noticed it was undisturbed. my mind relaxed. as long as all the money i saved up was still there, i would relaxed. inside my box was 10 grand, more or less. that was my escape plan. i was going to move states as soon as i graduated. 3 months was my count down. as soon as that diploma hits my hand, I'm running.

there was a reason i picked to graduate before running. if i had that, i could find a decent job before going to collage. i had to have a way to live. my phone beeped. i looked at it. it was Ryan. 'Cary is sick. could you cover for her? they said they would give you over time pay.' i smiled. yes, i worked there. it was the only job that could pay me enough money to reach my goal. my goal was 15, but it seems unlikely to happen. i didn't have enough time. 'k' i replayed. as long as i had 10, i could live. a yawn slipped through my mouth. i locked the door and wedged a chair in it before i went to sleep.

the next day i went to school. it wasn't much to that. no one talks to be because they know what i am. they know about my family, and they know if they get to close they will get in trouble. the only thing worse then having brothers that don't give a shit about you, is having brothers that don't give a shit about you then use the big bro card to beat the shit out of someone. it pissed me off, especially when i found a guy that didn't mind what i was.

there was a whisper in the halls. there was a new guy. they called him hot, and weird. not that i was interested in that. a guy wasn't going to get me out of that hell hole i hate to call home. still, i couldn't help but hear the rumors about him. about how hes rich, and how he never dates anyone ever. how when he has sex, most girls cant make it half way through. there was things about him being a murderer, and abusive, and well... a bad ass bad boy. still, i never once thought about looking for him. he wouldn't help me get out of this hell hole. no one would.

it was also at that moment that i walked past something. by something, i mean a someone that gives off a aura that tells to approach with caution. that is what i felt, but 100 times worse. this feeling wasn't human. i turned around and saw a boy in the center of a group of girls. he was tall, some where between the higher part of 6 feet and 7. he had shoulder length messy black hair, with the back and sides pulled back in a pony tail. the rest flopped in his face. his eyes were a green so bright it was hypnotizing. he looked at me and smiled.

my heart stopped. he had the kind of smile that wasn't kind at all. it was one that was a twisted grin full of black intentions. his eyes mutilated me. saying that he was going to brake me in every way he could think of. the smug expression said that he would make me beg until my voice collapsed. his stair made my body tremble. my mind fought its self. i didn't have time for this, but i wanted to stay like this forever. this feeling, it was a million times better then any of the nights with Ryan.

"who is that?" he spoke. his voice was deep and cold. i could feel my insides, what i assume one would call their soul, get hot. the air around him began to freeze at his tone. the emptiness in it, the mix of interest and seduction. it wrapped around me. i shivered at it. i found myself resisting the urge to moan. "that girl right there, in the black hoodie. what is her name?" i looked at him. our eyes met. the cold emptiness of his cruel eyes showed me things i never thought of. the sweet caress of pleasurable pain he could give me, and all i needed to do was go to him.

"that?" one of the girls asked, trying to get his attention. she was granted his gaze. our spell was broken. i pieced together whatever i had left of sense, and ran. he was dangerous, even for someone like me. "that is only silence. what a stupid name right? her mother must have ran out of names for all of the kids that whore as had." she was trying to down grade me, make me look like i wasn't worth it. but it didn't work. he chuckled.

"Silence..." there was a cruel smile in hive voice. "i cant wait to see you." i didn't leave fast enough. his heartless voice saying my name made chills run up my back. i managed to get to my car and collapsed in it. i felt a strange wetness between my legs, much like when you first start your period. but i knew it wasn't my period. i finished mine last week. he had made me wet. no one, not even Ryan, as ever made me wet.