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Chapter 2- Well I thought you were ill?
No more promises to break, Vixan. I reminded myself as I quietly strolled into the deserted music room. Oh, crap. Did I miss it? "You seriously have to ge-Oh, wow", I twirled myself around to see Aren's sinister smile with those inviting hot pink moiste lips. "Well, well, Vixan, nice knowing that you decided to join us. Did your siblings beg you again, hmmm?", he asked me with his left eyebrow raised. How would he know that?! I took three steps backwards every single time he confidently strolled forward like I was the prey he wanted to devour. Good luck with that one buddy!
His light brown eyes darkened, makung me shiver in delight or fear, I have no idea which one I'm feeling at this current moment. His ashe blonde hair stayed matted onto his square shaped face, telling me a precise warning that I am oblivious to. Silently I searched for any escape, but there seemed to be only one Exit, which is sadly the entrance as well. F*ck my life! "Crackle!", is it raining outside? Which means that the show was cancelled, then-
"Vixanes", startled I glanced up to see him hovering over me. Those light eyes now dark with need? I swallowed the huge lump that's forming in my throat, and desperatly kept backing myself up in the music room that is loosing sunlight by the second. Before I could counter-act his next attack, I was suddenly stuck in the middle of it, and I strangely wanted to stay like this. The incredible warmth basking into my freezing numb skin, the caressing circles being rubbed into my back, and the sweet taste of vanilla making my mouth water, by the slow deep savoring that's exploring me. And soon fighting to dominate me.
No. "My, sweet-sweet Vixan", he purred into my left ear grazing his teeth against the tip. I shruddered at the emense pleasure swiping out at me, and softly clutched onto the hem of his white collared button up shirt, despereatly trying to hold myself back. But his drunken antics seemed to have me.....a-.....again. I tilted my head up at the feel of his lips bruising mine, so harsh, too much to handle. I hungrily ran my fingers up his back, making him slam me onto my back, and hover over my small form sprawled out on the floor.
Where I felt helplessly on fire, my skin, blood, my sense's are all a flame. As he removed his lips from mine, and gently tilted my head to the left side, before lightly nibbling onto my neck. My eyes fluttered closed to the insane touch, he kept on skimming his fingertips up my legs, my thighs, under my bum, my back, and to the back of my neck. Leaving trails of freezer burns at its wake, I tilted my head up, taking in the scorching anguish that's rocking my entire body.
Huge dark green hand sized leaves suddenly appeares out of nowhere and slowly cascaded down from the shaggy light brown trees that are surrounding me. The light blue sky beamed, but was masked in darkness from the circle of foreign trees I'm laying in the middle of, enjoying the cool soft breeze hitting me softly, and the musical laughter calling out for me to get up, but I just couldn't. Why do I feel so drained?
"Soft, sexy, Vixan. I lo-", I jolted up like an invisible force had slammed into me. I quick checked my surroundings, and heard the door jiggling. Okay. What?! "Come on, Aren!", I shoved him off of me, rolled onto my left side, and bolted up to my feet. Before dashing behind the dark blue drapes, hoping that nobody would find me here. Wha-What was I seeing behind my shut eyelids?
Your tortured memories. No, no!! Defeated, I slumped onto the ground, pulled my knees up to my chest, layed my head on my knee caps, and quietly sobbed. Sorry Aren, you can't be apart of my futute. Why must it hurt to admit that?
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