Emergence ~ Split

Chapter Thirteen

Dennis pushed his head in his hands, pinching the bridge of his nose and drawing in a deep breath. He fished out a beer from the fridge, downing it quickly. He didn't hesitate to reach out for the next one, and before he knew it he had finished off the case.

Dennis stood leaning against the kitchen bench, staring back at his place that sat perfectly organised. He wasn't use to such a messed and cluttered lifestyle, much like the colossally fucked up situation happening now.

His mind was playing tricks on him, screams and silent whimpers were calling for him to help. Growling thick breathes struggled to hold back the pain from each whisper. The voice down the end of the hall begged for him to save her. It was drawing him nearer and nearer.

Casey was asleep in his bed, curled up in his sheets and burying her head under the covers. He should of only been thinking about her, wanting her. But instead he couldn't get the thoughts of Claire out of his head. He wanted to stare into her eyes. Bring her into his chest and feel her warm breath against his lips.

Before he knew it he was cautiously walking down the hall, listening as the silent whimpers became real. He slid the bolt out of the lock, and pushed the door open into Claire's room.

Her eyes always managed to find his, she was quick to avoid him as she counteracted each of his advancing steps with a quiver and a push closer up against the far wall.

She was louder up close, all her silent whimpers were clearly heard and distinguishable. It made Dennis shake with exhilaration, just knowing this girl was afraid of him. Her way of responding to his actions.

He knows he should be insulting her, much like Casey did. Tear away the beauty that she always hid behind, have her standing bare before him. He watched her shake, terrified in front of the man she wanted to runaway with. He could have had her, he thought, clenching his fist at the lost chance.

With a few long strides he was easily wrapping a hand around her wrist that she had held up in defense.

He strongly pushed her against the wall, smirking at the simplicity of hurting her. Her breath hitched in shock as her eyes fell closed at the sharp pain stinging along her shoulders. He breathed out hard, watching as she slowly stared up at him.

Her eyes were dark and heavy, he could feel the heat of her skin burning at the touch. He move to gently push their hips together, startling a whine from her lips as he roughly pressed his other hand against her waist, dragging her even closer.

He slipped a knee between her legs, as she pushed back against his hold. "Get off me, you creep." She spat.

Hurt and fear driving her anger. She stared at him with wide determined, hopeful eyes. Dennis smiled at her, wanting to break it.

"A waste of effort really." He murmured, breathing in her skin as he let his forehead rest against hers. She whimpered terrified by his touch. He rested a hand at her jaw, tilting her head up and meeting her eyes. "So pure." He whispered before leaning in to press his lips against hers.

He chased her lips, pushing gently against them. Hesitantly he ran his tongue along her bottom lip, dragging out her startled breath as he moved softly against her.

She felt amazing before him, he confidently moved his hand across her waist, before letting it slip behind her to round underneath her arse. He tugged her forward, hiking her further up as he slotted himself perfectly between her thighs. Claire had to hold back the natural urge to wrap her legs around his waist and impetuously accept his intrusion.

As Dennis pressed his lips into her neck, tasting her pure skin, he noticed her lack of reciprocation. She wasn't kissing him, not even moving to his touch.