if you fall for me...

shiny new toy

at lunch, just as he said, i sat down with him to eat. i sat there, my knees, fingers and toes locked, so they wouldn't be moved. there was no way i would let that thing touch me more then he already has. the guy, he was sitting next to me, with his arm around my shoulders, pushing food into my unopened face. finally someone asked it.

"why is the freak here? and why are you trying to feed her? don't you know that she don't eat? shes like a sex demon or something. she feeds off of semen." the blond chick who's name i could care less about spoke. she had so much pride in her speech that t looked as if she was told she won a medal or something. she was one of the super skinny no ass fake boobed barbie dolls girls called the cheerleaders.

"ah..." the boy said. "is that so?" i looked at the boy from the corner of my eye. a cold glint of lust sparked inside him. "is that true Silence? are you some sort of sex demon? do you really eat sperm?" i turned my head fully around to face him. my eyes were caught in his lustful gaze. images flashed through my head like a wordless PowerPoint. it was different ways i drink his sperm. different ways i could make him jizz everywhere. all the ways that would make me feel and more. "tell me the truth, Silence." his lips twisted in a sickening grin. "do you eat sperm or food to live?" there was a invisible pull on live.

"i..." the once giggling girls stopped. i never really speak, so its not like they haven't seen me talk. it was that it was like getting a five year old to eat carrots. it was very hard to do. "i... eat food, to live... i never drank... sperm..." the boy began to laugh. he had finally pulled away enough so i could inch back. i watched as tears rolled down his face. the boy was a heap of shaking muscles. from what i  had felt, it would be a surprise for me, if he had anymore then the natural fat on his body.

"waoh! that last part i never thought would come from your mouth." the boy got close to me. "so, Silence." he smiled at me. it wasn't his normal smiles, but a curious smile. plus a bit of dark intentions. "if you have not drank any ones cum before, does this mean you have not done anything else? have you... sucked someone off? gave them a hand job? three-some?"

the things he said ran through my head like an endless slide show. i wanted it to stop. yet at the same time, i didn't. the boy had a gaze that hinted my every desire. things that i couldn't do with Ryan. things i wouldn't do with anyone else. it scared me, but it made me feel really good. all the things i felt know, it was strange to me. i felt like i was on an adventure inside my body. there was things inside me that i never imagined i would find. 

"... I'm... a virgin... still..." well, in my vagina i am. i been raped in the ass once or twice by... was it toms' friend? i think so. yea, he raped me in the ass once or twice... but I'm still a virgin... in the vagina. there was a long pause of noise. the boy gazed into my eyes. this time there was no cold or darkness in the black of his eyes. this time it felt as if he was reading me. his lips had turned down. next thing i knew, he had pulled me in his arms.

"you poor child." was what he said. it was as if he had read my mind. "your mine now. no one can touch you but me." the sudden declaration that i was his sent shivers down my spin. the girls cried in protest. i tried to say something, but he stopped me. his long piano player finger touched my lips, taking the words off of my lips. "shh, girl. i said that your mine." there was an entertained glint in his eyes. "there isn't another girl in the world to satisfy me in this time, Silence. i will not let you slip through my fingers."

"your so mean! you wont tell us your name, where you live, or your number!" the girls cried in a gross on slot of whines. "why would you pick a girl like Silence? she's the daughter of a whore family! they all use and sale drugs! they all fuck each other! they are the grossest things in town!" my eyes gazed into the boys'. he held my eyes. this time there was no promise of painful desires, or the many ways to degrade myself. in his eyes i saw... the promise of freedom. the promise of happiness. all the whining women around us faded away.

"what... is your name?" the words fell out of my mouth. he smiled. it was a lazy smile that seemed human enough, but it made shivers run down my body. 

"Styxx. Styxx Dybbuk."