Helluva Distraction

Chapter 16

The car came to a fast halt as the driver slammed on the breaks. You flung forward a bit, the movement startling you as you had almost been asleep.

"We're here, this is the closest I can get ya," the driver grumbled under his voice.

You peered out the window and saw that you were down a long curved drive way, a heavy metal gate blocking the entrance from anyone without permission. Through the gate and up toward the stairs of the house was Blitz's parked van. You gulped roughly before stepping out of the car.

"Thanks, have a good night" you uttered.
"Yeah yeah whatever" the driver rolled his eyes before pulling out of the driveway and speeding away.

You paused and straightened out your dress. You took a deep breath, cleared your throat, and began to walk up toward the towering gate. You didn't have a single plan in mind of what you were going to do. Part of you wanted to turn around and just walk home, you really contemplated through that one until you realized that you had no idea where home was from this location.

You placed your hands on the bars of the gate and peered through them. The mansion stood tall before you, only illuminated by the lighted fountains in the front yard. All of the lights were off throughout the home except for a red one that bled through an upstairs room. You knew they were in there. Jealously filled you as you began to pull yourself up the gate's bars and balance at the top before jumping down onto the other side.

Your feet tingled with the impact of the ground, you took a moment and hissed before you recollected yourself and walked over to Blitz's van. You peaked in to see condoms sitting on the front passenger seat. More anger.

The sky began to mist down on this ring of hell leaving everything sticky, humid, and damp. Your hair began to cling to your face, the fabric of your dress began to irritate your skin.

You examined the house and saw a tall gardening fence that was leaned up against the vast majority of the height of the mansion. It lead up right towards the red lit room. You gulped before you ran over towards it, your leather boots becoming slathered in mud. The gardening support was covered in vines and flowers that were slick with water droplets. You interchanged between climbing up with one hand, then one foot, and so on carful to get a good steady grip before pulling yourself higher. You continued to maneuver your way up the house, the red light getting closer and closer in view. Your heart thundered in your chest as you climbed onto the balcony and walked toward the window then peered inside.
 
The shattering of your heart was a feeling unlike anything you'd ever experienced. It was raw, terrifying, bleeding, horrid. A lump formed in your throat and you couldn't get it to go away. Your heart beat slowed as it ached deeply. Tears poured from your eyes and you wanted to wail but instead you covered your mouth with your hands. You knew what you were going to see. You knew the pain that you were going to put onto yourself. But you figured maybe you needed the pain, maybe you needed to see, to force yourself to understand that it was real. That this was what Blitz was doing. That this was what the person you loved was involved in.

Blitz was on his knees on the bed, Stolas laid flat on his stomach with his ass in the air as Blitz pounded into him repeatedly. Blitz's fingers dug into Stolas's back. The two of them were covered in sweat, their faces both in ecstasy as Blitz continued to pound into him. You watched for a moment, forcing yourself to face the truth, and that's when it happened. Blitz looked up. His eyes connected with yours. His face went blank. His jaw dropped. And you ran. You jumped over the balcony and began to climb down hastily. You wanted to run but remembered that you had no idea where to go, so you ran along the side of the house behind some perfectly up-kept bushes and hid silently. Your heart was thundering again as you covered your sobs with your hands against your mouth. You listened intently as the front doors of the house opened a few moments later, the distant voices of Blitz and Stolas were hard to make out.

"No, no I've got to go. I-I can't keep doing this shit" Blitz argued, his temper flaring as you heard the van door open and slam behind him.

"Blitzy, slow down, I'm sure she's fine just..."

"No, she's not fine. I've got to go find her, please just...I've got to go."

The gate clanked open, then screeching of tires roared through the air and then slowly dissipated within seconds as they traveled farther away. You heard the front doors of the house re-close a few moments later. You sat in the cold, dripping rain behind the bushes for a while and sobbed. This was what you needed, the forceful honesty of the truth.