House of Blood

Chapter Two.

 A few hours later, we were all in the car, on the road, and a few days later, we finally stopped at Last Chance, the gas station run by Alfredo Sawyer. I take a deep breath, getting out of the car. Alfredo walked out and I tensed up as he looked directly at me. Stu defensively stepped in front of me. Alfredo scowls. "Well. My little brother'll be here to pick you up in a few.. That little shit should've been here hours ago.." He muttered the last part. He walked back inside, sending me a murderous glare. I sigh and walk inside. A heavy smell of smoke, alcohol, and barbecue flooded me. I start to look around a bit. Strong hands grab me from behind. I heard something unzip and something slide up my skirt. I was roughly bent over. I breathe slightly heavier as I heard Alfredo's voice growling something into my ear. Probably trying to sound sexy or something. I squeak as he thrusted into me. "Ow, fuck.." I hiss. He chuckled and growled something else. He hadn't noticed my knives yet. I unsheathe one and stab him in the thigh, pulling it back out as he yelled in pain. "OW!! You whore! Fucking bi-" He started. I pushed him backwards into a table. His fly was still unzipped, showing everything. I stand there, my knives out, staring at him. A man with blonde hair and a red bandanna around his neck walked in. Eddie. "The hell's going on?" He said. He looked at the blood on Alfredo's leg, where the cut was. Then at my knives. He sighs. "Alfredo, really. Ma's not gonna be happy when she hears 'bout this. You alright, miss?" He asked. I nod. "He didn't get far." I wiped off my knives and sheathed them. "Kieran. You're..?" "Tex. Tex Sawyer." He replied. He lead me out of the gas station. Michael was leaning on the car, tapping his foot. I got into the van, sitting between Freddy and Jason, a bit uncomfortable. Freddy touched me with one of his razor-sharp claws. I hiss and lean on Jason, who blushed slightly, his ears turning red. I try to move away from him, touching Freddy now. I decide to move forwards and sit with Billy and Stu. They both turned to look at me. I felt a hand on my thigh. Billy. I blush as Michael looked at us in the mirror, shaking his head. Billy squeezed. Norman has been mostly silent for the entire car ride. I look at the back of Tex's car in front of us. We stopped in front of a forest. Tex walked us through it, to the house. It was a big house, we could hear someone yelling, a chainsaw buzzing, and someone ran out of the house. Nubbins. Billy grabbed my wrist. I squeak. Nubbins locked on me. He walked closer, pulling out a pocketknife. I inhale sharply, my hands going to my thighs, touching the handles of my knives.  "Who's this?" He asked. "This is--" Billy started. "Kieran." I said, a bit coldly. Another person holding a chainsaw came out, starting it up and walking closer. I watch.. Watch.. And then I bolted. Nubbins followed soon after, Thomas and his buzzing chainsaw close behind. I ran into Tex, who grabbed me. "Where you goin', miss?" He asked, grabbing my shoulders. I try to struggle free against his strong arms. Nubbins stood close behind me. I huff.

"Let me go, Edward Sawyer." I said, irritated. He growled. "What did you just call me." He said, getting mad. "Let. Go." I repeated. He didn't. "What did you call me, you bitch?!" He shook me, hard. I didn't answer. He pushed me away. Thomas's buzzing chainsaw forced me to break into a run, disappearing into the forest. A branch whipped across my face, giving me a small cut on my cheek. I got up into a tree, losing all three of them into the forest.

A few minutes later, I heard them go past a second time, although, Tex wasn't with them. Nubbins was jumping at every sound, waiting for me to run out of a bush or something. I held my breath.
 They left a moment later. I take a deep breath and walk back to the house. I ran into Michael on the way back, he threw me over his shoulder, which dug into that bruise on my stomach. "I am capable of walking by myself. Taking me back like this is just another way to get me killed! And then EATEN!" I whisper-yell at him. He shook with near-silent laughter. "Put me down!" I continued.

 He didn't.

 Sighing, I let him carry me back to the house, without much of a fuss. Tex snarled when he saw me. I flipped him off behind Michael's back. He looked like he wanted to hit me. Michael set me down roughly. Stu tried to sneak up behind me. I turned to look at him and then I heard the door bang open. Alfredo. He's limping, and he came over to me. I cross my legs, watching him. "You bitch. Stabbin' me and pushin' me 'round! I oughta kill ya! Get over here!" Michael stepped in front of me. I sigh. Pull out my knives and stand up. Tex, Nubbins, and Thomas are watching.. I get ready to fight. Alfredo pulled out a gun, a handgun. I growl menacingly and step forwards. He took the safety off. I grabbed his hand and tore the gun away from him, handing it to Stu, who turned the safety back on. I gut punched Alfredo and kicked his legs out from under him, making a loud thud. I hold him down with a foot on his chest. He stared up my dress, longingly. I crouch over his body, held him by his hair, and hit his head on the floor. He passed out. I kicked him between the legs, hard, as I stood. Tex stared from the doorway. Thomas gave a small nod. "That's gonna hurt when he wakes up.." Nubbins gave a nervous giggle.  Luda Mae rolled her wheelchair partly into the room. "He deserve it?" She asked. The group around me nodded. She nodded back and rolled out. Then she hesitated. Looked at me. "Who are you? Never seen ya 'round these parts." She said. "Kieran." I reply. She nodded and rolled away. Thomas was out at the moment, still trying to hunt me down. Somewhere in the woods. Chop-Top came downstairs, staring at me, possibly confused. He held his metal coat hanger. I wave slightly. He ran off, maybe to get Thomas. Tex touched my shoulder. Hey, darlin'. Wanna go upstairs..?" He asked. "Maybe. You gonna try to murder me?" I reply. "Naw.. You're too strong for that." He replied, stroking my shoulder. I just met him, but.. I didn't care.

We were upstairs. In his room. He kissed me, his hands roaming over my body, feeling me. I felt his hands go up my shirt, pulling it off. I took his off and dragged him down to the bed, where he kissed me again. I hummed into the kiss, his jeans falling to the floor and he slid gently into me.I gave a small gasp and wrapped my arms around his neck. He kissed me, hard and passionate. I felt him inside me, warm and hard, moving slow, but speeding up a little. A small moan escaped me. I blushed, letting him gently rub my breasts. He blushed too, as he kissed me again. I lightly bit his neck, making him blush bright scarlet. "Th-that's my job..~" He tried to protest. I did it again, leaving a few little marks. He leaned down to my breasts to leave marks there. I panted slightly, my body warm, my stomach cramping up as I came. The world didn't exist right then. Just me, Tex, and the bed.

 Until I heard the door creak open. Tex turned to the sound. Nubbins stood in the doorway. Tex tried to cover my body, quite the gentleman. Nubbins giggled. I stare, watching Tex. Nubbins watched a second longer, then left. "...Sorry," Tex said. "We could go to my trailer..?" "No. No, it's fine." I said.

Two Hours Later...

We'd gone back downstairs to the rest of the group, cleaned up. Norman raised an eyebrow at us, Michael stared like he usually does. Jason turned to look at me. Thomas and Chop-Top were back. Thomas growled at me and walked upstairs, pissed off.