Folie à Duex

Chapter 4

It was five in the morning when I found myself sitting up on the edge of my bed. Her scent permeates my room; the intoxicating fusion of her sweat and heat combined with the aroma of our sex...I deeply inhaled and physically follows the trail to its source; slowly running my nose up her body, kissing along the way to her cheek. I sat back and admired every inch of her naked body, which steadily glistened from the sweat and moonlight. I carefully ran my finger over her breasts and down to her navel, but shortly after my twisted curiosity got the best of me and I began to examine and trace the scars on her body.

Burns and cuts...

Abuse.

Burns her with cigarettes.

And the cuts?

They don't look like nails; the lines are too clean and too deep.

Blade then.

"What are you doing Corvus?"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"What were you doing?"

"Nothing, it's not my business."

"Yes, those are because of them."

"Would you tell me how these came to be?"

"What do you think; I act up or disrespect one of them and they do this to me."

"Why do you deal with this? Have you never seen an opportunity to run?"

"Honestly, no. I never believed I could or anyone else could hide me from him I never believed I could get far enough away from him or anyone could take me far enough away from him. And no, I don't believe you could either."

She sat up and smirked softly, does she truly find this funny? Does she truly not care or does she believe that there's no escape? She stood up and walked across the room to the bathroom.

"Do you mind if I use your shower?"

"There's more...isn't there?"

"More to what?"

"What he's done and what he does to you; there's more isn't there?"

"Nothing that needs to be talked about, now can I use your shower?"

"No, it does need to be talked about. This needs to be handled and ended."

"There is no ending this, now for the last time; can I use your shower? I'm used to being covered in sweat and dried cum but, that doesn't mean that I like it."

I sighed deeply and gestured her to the bathroom; she walked away and closed the door behind her.

You missed that, didn't you?

Missed what?

She said she's used to it but, doesn't like it. Why is she used to going so long, covered in cum, that it dries on her? Who would be vile enough to restrain her from cleaning herself off and if your answer is the same as who I think it is, why is his bodily fluids on her?

I slowly looked up at the bathroom door and my eyes widened. How did I miss that? I jumped up and ran over to the door throwing it open.

"He rapes you, all of them do, and I'm willing to bet that's why Darnell implied what he did. I figured that was just his disgusting behavior, that it was just a random chance of trying to blackmail you at the time, but it wasn't, was it? "