A Fine Line

Bloodline Venom.

Ian's POV

I should just wait and see how this all pans out. You know. Assess the "sitch." Observe all my hard work. I hate having to be painfully honest,(not) but this, it's a masterpiece really. How I'm able to slither myself right into his mind. Okay, okay. I should stop. I excite my self way to easily. I mean he has this girl bound by chains! (three clicks of his tongue) Ian, Ian, Ian. You're his brother. Why must you be so cruel? I can tell you why. It wasn't just his mom that had some shit going on. It was Dad too. Whatever crazy ass sickness my dad had, or carried in his blood, reached me. They never really paid attention to how I acted because they had their hands full with Jo. As I watched them care for him more than me, my patience grew thin- turning into envy. Envy quickly got worse and from envy grew vegence. I was the younger one. Wasn't I suppsosed to get all the damn attention?

"Babe. Did you get any of what I just said to you?" Jenna, my girlfriend snaps me out of my trance.

"What?" I say and raise mg eyebrow not realizing how thick my accent is in the mornings.

"I said where do you want to go for lunch. I gave a you a bunch of restraunts to choose from, but at the moment you weren't even on the same planet as me." Jenn says to me and I realize she's be talking the whole time.

"Sorry babe. My thoughts drown everything out a lot. Where all did you suggest?" I come from behind her and rap my arms around her waist, rocking her back and forth.

"P-Panera, Chip...otle, um. Uh..." She stutters as I begin to kiss the side of her neck.

"How about I just eat here?" I smile into her neck.

"We don't have food here." She breathes.

"I wasn't talking about food." I chuckle and she does this little growl in her throat when she gets horny, and I love it. It lets me know she wants me too.

"Ian not now." She breathes out.

"Are you sure not now? Because it seems like you want it now." I lick her neck and I feel her putting more of her weight against me.

"I-Ian." And when she said my name like this, I knew she was in the mood. I whipped her around kissed her hard on the lips as I carried her to her room.

"Lay down." I growl. And with that, I climb on top of her, ready to dominate the fuck out of her.

Cecilia's POV

I wake up with a loud thud sounding through the stiff air. His boots click across the floor and I begin to realize that he's come back.

"Wake up." He says harshly. Chucking food at my chained hands. I lift my head and it feels as if the world has fallen upon it.

"Ow." I grown raising my hand to my forehead.

"Problem?" He asks while doing a bunch of shuffling.

"My head hurts."

"hold on." He says walking away. He comes back with an orange bottle and tosses it my way.

"Take these." He shrugs turning around.

"Are you trying to kill me? Rape me? Make me work as a worker? Use me as bate? What's the actual plan? Why am I here?" I ask may questions at once he turns back around.

"When I know the reason you're here, I'll let you know." He breathes quietly, walking away into a room.

Jordan's POV

I walk to my room that I've set up and just lay on the bed. I'm so tired. I have slept in two days. That's a lot for me. I don't know how in the world some go without sleep. This has been the most pressure my brain has gone under in months. My emotions are collapsing, my grades are plummeting, and my physical health is fucked. I'm so out of shape, it's nasty, actually. Cecilia would be the reason, but she isn't, honestly. This is all on me. Instead of sleeping, I'll take a run. I jump from the bed and onto the empty rooms floor and take out jogging clothes. Once I'm dress and ready I leave my room and I find Cecilia in the same place I left her, weery eyed, head hung, and limp arms and legs. I feel bad.