𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 • ✔️

LOOK AWAY - II

She's been in this hole for two weeks now.

A majority of her time was spent helping Lucas build his traps and machines.

Helping him putting his games together wasn't actually as bad as she thought it'd be. She isn't chained up or at gunpoint.

She could've knocked him out at anytime but... it felt like there was something keeping her from lashing out.

He brought her food every day, although it was usually junk like cold chicken nuggets and chips. She had water sometimes, which tasted strange and metallic to her. It was better than nothing though. At least she was getting sustenance.

Occasionally she would get to shower. It was very difficult to get clean after being covered in blood, dirt and sweat constantly for a while. Not that she cared about looking pretty anymore.

There were days where she just felt like a sex pet for Lucas. Fucking her until she was sore and a sloppy mess across the floor.

She couldn't be ungrateful. He hasn't hurt her yet. Not even a scratch.

His current project was a door that blocked the in and outs of the house and the mines, connecting to Lucas' remote control,

"Yer lookin' at a full door system here, babydoll! I've been testin' it, you think it'll work?" Lucas barked from across the room.
Without turning away from the wiring and circuitry, she nodded weakly in response.

"It's alright... but incomplete. You think we can add something to it too? We need a door opener. Maybe a keyhole?" She offered, still tying wires together.

Lucas stared at her for a moment and frowned, "Keys ain't shit. I lose em' all the damn time. One sided lock sounds more like it."

She sighed and smiled, "Lucas... how are you gonna get in from the other side?"

Lucas turned back to his work bench, leaning against it heavily, "Shit, yer right. Think I'm gonna stick with the remote opener. Could do some decapitation with this system, too!"

"I don't wanna hear any of that. No decapitations." She rolled her eyes, facing him from the other wall.

"Yer no fun, babe..." Lucas chuckled.

"Don't call me that." She shot back immediately, her temper rising.

Lucas stopped smiling abruptly, "What was that?"

She swallowed.

Should she really do this? Right now? He was in a good mood and ruining that would end up in something worse for sure.

"I said don't call me that!" She yelled, turning back toward the wiring.

Lucas clenched his teeth before stalking towards her, "You keep talkin' back to me, yer gonna end up like Chris' muchachos."

She flinched as he stood right behind her, wrapping an arm around her middle and tugging her away from the wall, slamming her against it, "So you want ta' go? You ready t'be my bitch again?" He whispered hotly into her ear.

"Lucas— stop- I said—"

He held her tighter, cutting off any air that might have passed her parted lips with his lips forcefully, "Answer me."

She closed her eyes, clenching them tight, before speaking in barely over a whisper, "Please, stop—"

He grabbed a tuff of her hair and pulled her head back. She gasped, feeling herself tense, trembling, shaking. She opened her eyes, staring up at him.

Lucas leaned forward, pressing his face against hers, kissing her roughly, forcing her lips open and forcing his tongue into her mouth.

His hands moved quickly beneath her shirt, pushing it up and tossing it aside. He ran his fingers down her abdomen, moving between her legs, caressing her clit softly with each stroke.

She moaned as he pressed harder and harder against her.

Abruptly, he ceased pleasuring her and shoved her back to the floor,

"Now, you understand? Yer gonna shut up now?" Lucas bent down beside her,  looming menacingly above her.

"Put yer shirt back on and let's finish this stupid fuckin' door thing."

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The sound of footsteps startled her as she sat alone in the chamber,

"The hell'r you doin', girl?" Lucas' voice rose above all else in the echoing walls.

She turned back at him, "I came down here to put those gross bodies in a pile and then I decided to sit here and ask myself what the fuck my life has come to." She replied sarcastically.

Lucas loomed across the room, peering down at the mound of corpses and molded in the corner. He kneeled beside her,

"Ain't life a bitch?" He chuckled lightly before standing up and brushing some dirt off the back of his khakis.

Nodding slightly, she bit her lip and glanced downward before raising her head, "Yeah, but what would you know about that?"

He sat down behind her, pulling her head into his lap, "My parents are dead. My sister is god-knows-where and my playmates are gone. I got nobody. Well— had..." Lucas chuckled.

He stroked her hair as he spoke, "I was always the bad seed. I was always the piece of shit kid, the fuckin' disappointment,"

"Don't confuse that for some 'actin' out' bullshit. I'ma killer, no doubt about that. But that made me wanna do it even more, just to spite them." Lucas snarled through clenched teeth.

Lucas coughed and then continued speaking, his wild eyes now slit and lidded, "Fuckin'... whatever. I'd do it all again in a heartbeat, cause I want the world to burn. The only difference between then and this is that it didn't happen."

Her heart ached at the fact that Lucas' family was gone as well. That must've been hard. He might not be heartless as she thought,

"I was an apprentice, y'know?" She started, leaning into Lucas' lap more, "I wasn't even supposed to be here. But I wanted to get promoted so I could stay on Chris' squad."

"I never understood why anyone would wanna become a soldier. They're such fuckin' pushovers." Lucas shook his head.

She snickered, then turned up to look at him as she spoke, "It was my dream, okay? My dad was in the army... blah, blah, blah, stupid hopes and dreams that are now impossible. I wanted to be a little soldier girl like him because that's all I had."

She paused and bit her lip nervously, "It's dumb now.  It doesn't matter anymore."

Lucas chuckled and stroked her head gently, "Nah, I don't think that's dumb at all. What matters is what your heart wants. Ain't got nothin' against your wishes."

"You're talking madness. I'm basically a hostage, you literally kidnapped me." She smirked, trying to ease the heavy atmosphere in the small room.

"I wouldn'a if I didn't need ya for somethin'." Lucas grinned at her.

She snorted a laugh, "Well, thanks. We should go build those damn doors."