Chelsea's Smile

Chelsea's Smile [6]

KATIE'S POV

Before Sander had saved me, I was not treated very kindly. It was absolutely awful, a sick, sick kind if torture that no one should ever have to endure. I can still feel the needles piercing into my skin, the thick, gray fluid creeping through my veins. I passed out screaming, horrors from my worst nightmares surrounding me.  When I awoke next, I was sitting in a dark, dirty cell, with nothing but a dirty rag gown to cover my body. I ached all over, with a pounding headache like tapping fingers behind my eyes.

I coughed, a disgusting, rattling one deep in my chest and it was only then I felt the hairs in the back of my neck stand up, as if someone were watching me from nearby. I turned my head as much as my aching neck would allow to see two, cold eyes, glinting in the inky blackness that portrayed a cold, dark light.

"Glad to see you have awakened," cooed a throaty, horrible voice. I shrank into the cell bars in fear, trying to escape this nightmare. I would kill myself to escape this torture. "Now come on, don't be like that, you should be thankful you're still alive; you are my play toy after all" I could hear his smirk before I saw it as he walked into the little light there was in this disgusting, tight cell.

"G-get away!" I cried as he approached me. "Please!" I begged him, tears choking my voice to just a whisper as the tears mixed with blood slid down my face.

"You'll love it, I certainly will," Thompson grinned devilishly as he began pulling off his clothes. When he was fully undressed, his grin widen as he said, "Now your turn." I was sobbing by the time he finished pulling off the horrible gown, shaking so hard he slapped me across the face to force me to be still. I could feel blood trickle down my cheek.

He was going to win again and I am so defenseless against like I was when this first happened what seemed that years ago. I wasn't strong enough nor in any position to protect myself from his advancement. All I was able to do was lay there and pray to God I would still be alive afterwards.

When he finished what he wanted with me, he sat on his heels, pulling on his clothes, smirking at me. "See? That wasn't so bad was it?" As he spoke he knelt down close to my face and licked my cheek where he had split the skin. I balled my fist and swung, hitting him square in the jaw, enough force to surprise him and knock him backwards onto his ass and away from me enough to where I could reach the key he dropped, trying with everything I had to escape.

When he regained balance and realized what I was doing he hit the back of my head with the butt if the bloodied dagger he carried in the hidden scabbard by his side. Stars bursts danced in front of my eyes as I collapsed to the cold stone floor, tears blurring my eyes and sobs drowning my cries of pain and horror. 

"Bitch!" He screamed and kicked me in the stomach where I tried to get to at least my knees and avoid getting hurt. He made a point into slamming the bars shut and locking them as I glared at him with complete and utter hatred.

After the bastard was out of my cell and gone from where I could see him, I sat  back against a grimy wall, crying and pulling back on the few articles of clothing they left me. I was going to die here, no one to save, nothing to protect me, nothing at all. I would die and only the rats would know I was gone and lost from this world. I will never grow up, get married, have a family. I won't see Sander ever again.

In the dark on the cage, I searched blindly with my fingers for anything sharp, anything at all. My right hand closed around what felt like broken glass, cutting into my skin just a little bit, my last hope. I positioned it over my wrist, sobbing. I'll draw with blood on my arm one final time; this is how I want to die, not by the hands of an insane rapist, but by my hands so I know I would be set free by my only choice. My final choice in this cruel, horrific world. I was sobbing loudly as I began to bring it to my pale flesh, pressing down and warm blood starting to trickle down when a familiar voice spoke my name from behind me.

At first, I thought it was my imagination letting me hear Sanders voice one more time before I died since he spoke earlier this evening. But as it got louder I turned around and saw him staring back at me, his melting steel gaze fixed upon me in sadness. I began to sob again, seeing as I had gotten him caught to and flung myself at the bars, clinging to them, trying to reach him.

I sobbed out a few things and then a few moments later Thompson was back. I screamed and scooted away from him, terrified to my very most core. But within seconds Sander was there, some how though I didn't see him slip out of his cell and once I saw the knife slide into his hand, I didn't even look, half terrified, half disgusted by the slick- snick- slick sound I could tell what was going on. After there was a heavy thump! on the ground, Sander gathered me up in his arms and took me away from this hellhole as I clung to his chest sobbing.

Later on, well after midnight, Sander and I were in the back of his sister Sarah's car. Sarah was gorgeous, the kind of beautiful I wish I could be. She was the perfect image of perfection, even now as she drove like a lunatic to keep us safe from danger.

I sat curled up against Sander, the gruesome scarred mouth of his just inches from my lips. I wasn't scared of him. I loved him. Yes I said it, I'm in love with a man who is a demon to most, but a god to me. I shifted and leaned up to him and gently kissed him, the strange feeling of his mouth on mine feeling strangely nice.

"Katie... There's something I need to tell you," He said softly against my hair after we had broken apart.

"More of the unnatural?" I tried to joke, but a true smile never touched any corner of his face when I peaked up at him. I pulled away, confused, and looked into his churning metallic eyes.

"Do you know why you recognize me? Katie, I'm a murderer," Tears pricked the corners of his eyes as it all clicked in my mind.

"You killed them," I whispered softly, pulling away from him. "You're responsible for my parentless, fucked up life!"

"Katie, I was protecting you. They were going to use you!" He said quietly trying to hold my face but I just jerked away from him, glaring at him.

"They were my parents!" I screamed, tears streaming like cold rivers down my cheeks. "How old are you?"

"They were going to kill you Katie!" He pleaded avoiding the question entirely.

"Answer me god dammit!" I screamed punching his chest. "How. Old. Are. You?" I repeated in a deathly quiet voice.

He sighed, running a hand through his sandy blond hair. "In your years, I'm two hundred and fifty years old. I've been a Shadow Hunter for one hundred and two, a killer for sixteen, and your lover for entirety," I was so disgusted with him and his bullshit that I moved away from him entirely.

"How can I love someone who killed my family?" I hissed, glaring at him. If looks could kill, he would be lacerated into tiny pieces of nothing but broken shards.

"They were going to use you for your power Katie. That is all they wanted, power. They never wanted you." he hit the icy subject which made me cry harder.

"How do you know that? They weren't given the chance," I half sobbed, half croaked. He held out his arms to me and I sank into them, not wanting to believe him but needing the comfort of his arms.  

"I've known you since you were born Katie, I know what dark hearts they had and what they really wanted," He rubbed my back, allowing me to cry into his shoulder, speaking into my hair. "Katie, they were going to kill you either way. They were power hungry, and insane. No matter what, if I hadn't done what I did, you would be gone from my life and I wouldn't feel how I do right now."

"I told you should have waited Sander," Sarah said smoothly.

"Shut up Sarah!" Sander hissed in my ear to his sister, his arms tightening around me. I wanted to pull away, but something in my heart wouldn't let me. No matter how hurt or upset I was with him, I couldn't pull away. I loved him, I loved him. We were all silent, the rest of the ride, until the car crash happened.

A/N: Sorry for the lack of chapters, I've been busy with a couple other stories lately and getting a schedule set up, along with my youtube channel :)