Demons Deal

Prt 1- Run

The cement was cool to the touch, soothing my body which screamed in protest as I took a breath in.

Jera stood in front of me looking down at me he just stood there watching the red marks appear on my skin from where he had gently traced his fingers along my flesh. He turned his back to me and I was able to sit up. It caused my body to scream in protest, any movement hurt, touch hurt, when people looked at me it hurt.

I avoided Ofelia, I was ashamed of myself, that I had let him hurt me like this, letting him bully me. No, not bully this was torture. I placed my hand over my stomach my hand tightening over the painful and still slightly raw burn.

“We’re going to see my brother. Get up” He ordered not looking at me.

I pushed to my feet slowly wincing as I stretched straight, his hand wrap around my throat nearly crushing it in his grip. I cried out fear spreading through me as I waited for him to hurt me. He grinned and released me obviously pleased with my reaction.

“Good, don’t speak unless I say so” he pulled me towards the stairs and we walked up and out of the basement.

I kept my eyes down and my movement limited. I had a time limit before my body could no longer take the pain.

The more I limited my movements the longer I lasted. I had survived a week in Jera’s no choice deal, tomorrow would be Friday the end of week two, and then after that I either planned to kill myself or tell Ofelia to help me get away.

I just had to work myself up to it, we were walking through the forest. It seemed endless, I looked around for any land marks.

He may decide to just leave me out here and tell me to find my own way back to the house he inhabited. He didn’t live there, just occupied useless space. There were only two people in this world I had ever felt hatred towards. Harely and now Jera Kuro.

Sadistic narcissistic bastard I thought angrily.

He had said he would kill me, I kept waiting for him to just end my painful life already.

I was ready, I didn’t care. I wanted out of this as soon as possible. He held his hand out in front of me and I jumped choking off a scream. He looked back at me with harsh green eyes. He turned back to staring at the endless forest his shoulders stiff.

“Brother,” Jera called, “Stop hiding”

He sounded angry, I shivered and shook with fear. Anger he would take out on me later. My eyes grew wide, what if his brother was exactly like him. My eyes began to sting with unshed tears as I waited.

He stepped out from behind a tree his thin pale lips quirked up in a sly smile. My heart stuttered, he wore white skinny jeans that hung loosely around his thin hips. My eyes darted down to black skater shoes with a white logo on the large tongue and the side of the shoe.

A heavy leather trench coat hung open showing the white ‘wife beater’ tank top. His silver hair shone in the sunlight, it wasn’t white, or grey. His hair honestly looked like strands of silver. He opened his eyes and gave Jera crooked smile, I stepped back when I saw his eyes. It was him, the perverted Carnival-Elf.

His blood red eyes darted from me to Jera, I watched as his smile twitched and his crimson eyes darkened dangerously. He ran his hand through the strip of hair atop his head. The sides had been shaved down to a soft fuzz, but the hair on top of his head was more dominant and drew attention away.

His pale skin glowed even in the shadowed afternoon sun that poured through the tree canopy. He was stunning, and if he was dressed in something less street I would have called him an Elf and run like hell.

“Jera,” He nodded towards his brother and turned to drop his heavy red stare on me, “Who’s this?” He asked darkly.

“Lucy, she’s very special to me. I thought you two should meet” Jera said taking my hand, I winced waiting for the pain to follow.

Special, ha! Right asshole that’s why you’ve had me locked in a damn basement for the past god knows how long!

Jera’s brother narrowed his eyes at me and his crooked smile faded, just that simple safe guard of his smile made my heart stutter to a halt. He was a very scary man, not just from his looks but the fact that he was the older brother of my tormentor.

He was the man that would decide my fate later, whether or not Jera killed me, or kept me alive for a while longer. My life depended on Jera’s demented Brother complex.

“Why?” He asked in a dark rumbling voice.

Jera blinked innocently at him as if he had done nothing wrong. I dropped my eyes to the ground, he could see the fear. But he wouldn’t help me, why would he go against his own brother.

“Lucy, was it?” I looked up at his crimson eyes, “Step away from my brother and go home”

Jera’s hand tightened on mine and the pain was small but a warning for me not to move. I dropped my head and stood statue still, I didn’t want to get Jera angry.

The electricity that traced up and down my arm should have hurt more than it did, I must be making some kind of noise because the pain increased sharply and dropped back down.

“Don’t you like her?” Jera asked his voice tight and very angry.

“Jera,” He growled in warning, “Let. Her. Go” his brothers voice was a sharp staccato.

Jera’s hand released me and I looked up at him with wide fearful eyes. The anger flamed brightly in his green eyes.

“Leave, I need to speak with my brother. I’ll come get you later” he said walking towards his brother, shoulders stiff and muscles bunching. I felt like I was going to cry, would they fight? what would Jera do when he came to get me later?

“Lucy” I looked up at those blood red eyes, “Go home, you have school tomorrow” His voice was pushy but I wasn’t going to wait to be told again.

I nodded my head and ran through the forest sprinting past Jera and his brother who continuously glared at each other. The trees slapped at me and I realized that I had no idea where I was going. But I didn’t care at that moment, I was away from Jera and that singular thought made my feet lighter.

After an hour or so of wandering I finally came to my house. My limbs were heavy, sore and felt very, very painful. Every movement hurt, I pushed open the front door closing it softly behind me. I knocked my shoes off and was able to stumble over to the couch before my brain shut down.