Heart shaped Skulls

Enraged Beast

~I sung of chaos and eternal night, taught by the heavenly muse to venture down the dark decent. That was, until I meant you~

After Drayton left to take the long walk to the house I stood on shaky legs and gripped Thomas helping him get up from the dry soil. "Rowena? Grey's voice shook almost cracking in desperation. I had cancelled his voice out now, was only focusing on Thomas's babbling and tight hugs as he stood up on wobbling legs. The sun and his injuries were getting to him. I put one of his sweaty arms over my shoulder trying not to scream in pain when he leaned on my still quite sore shoulder. Then like a whisper on a heavy snow storm he called out again "Rowena?" He sounded like a kid. When our father would beat me with an iron poll Grey would crawl up to me, hands and feet. Tears streaming down his cheeks as he stared at my broken and beaten body stained with old and new blood. I closed my eyes and imagined it; his face so innocent, so full of life. He bent down taking my larger malnourished hand into his tiny fingers cupping them with care. His eyebrows would stitch together in worry as he tugged on my limp arm. His light blue eyes peering at me "Rowena?" Grey's voice was just above a whisper, terrified to raise it any further. I opened my eyes a slight glaze mirroring off of them as I gazed at Thomas. A hopeful smile spread across my lips as I carried him towards the house. I shifted my head over my shoulder the slightest "you heard Drayton, your here for dinner, then we will see what to do with you" a gasp barley audible sounded behind me. We ignored it.
I took Thomas to our bedroom having great deal of time trying to climb the mountain of steps, his brothers not willing or not capable of helping. "Can you remove your shirt?" A grunt of approval followed by shifting of clothing as he removed the article of cloth. I took disinfectant, towels and gaze into my overflowing arms as I carefully brought the materials to the mattress. "Oh, and your mask have to clean your face as well" he eyed me a look of fear before slowly reaching behind his head to unlatch the buckles. "Come on it's okay, we have to make sure nothing gets infected" i absent-mindedly soaked the cloth in rubbing alcohol and delicately wash his wounds. With a sharp hiss Thomas held harshly to my hips his grip most likely leaving bruises. "There we go! All done, except for" I leaned in mirroring this act like a greatful mother, kissing his now dry forehead letting my lips linger there for a while before raising up. As quick as I left his head he pulled me back down, closer to his lips desperate for more than a chaste kiss of the forehead. I laughed the slightest at his show of affection as I climbed into his open lap, straddling him. His arms enclosed my waist and his chest rised and fell harshly against mine. Everytime Thomas would wrap his muscle bound arms around me and smother me in loving kisses an electrical spike would shoot up my spine. So powerful I would arch my chest into his not realizing how this would effect him. Hot stagnant air caressed my sweaty neck, prickling my goosebumps and heightening my nerves. His breathing was labored and ruff as his kisses trailed lower to my exposed cleavage. Texas, god was it hot. Leading me to clothe myself in a spaghetti strap white shirt (with questionable stains) and a dark skirt that I found in the lock box hidden in a shadowed corner of the basement. Our session got so heated I found myself unconsciously grinding on Thomas's lower half. His grunts spurred me on but left me with wanting more than him just rutting into my aching core. "T-thomas, un-undo your belt" I whispered with half lidded eyes as I watched him pull his head from lolling around to look at the small female dry humping his crotch. Thomas softly placed his hands on my hips pushing me to the side before standing and unbuckling, only the clinking of metal accompanied by heavy breathing hang in the lustfull room. Such in a trance I didn't notice Thomas already hovering over me, staring me down like a hungry animal. With an ounce of logic still swimming in my lewd mind I kept my skimpy skirt on and only shimmied off my underwear which I could only assume needed a good wash but being in the state we were, we didn't care. The bed dipped when Thomas caged me between his large hands, one on each side of my head while his knee pried my legs open.

Her hair was thrown delicately across the pillow, like an angel with a heavenly Halo. Each strand ignited in glorious red embers, strewn in contrast against the pure white. My Angel, my everything. I would do anything just for her, even if it meant me breathing my last gasp of air.

I grew self conscious as Thomas stared blank at my body, was I ugly? Was it all the scars? Did I stink? That couldn't be it because we were both out in the strangling heat. "Thomas?" My voice soft and concerned pulled him back to reality. His eyes lit up at his name, like a fire being brought back to life with a blow of oxygen. His eyes exorcised the self consciousness from my body as the lust and love swirled with the cubes of ice in the deep amber alcohol orbs. With care, he placed one hand leisurely onto my knee while the other made its brave accession to my breast all the while keeping contact with my green emeralds to make sure he wasn't doing anything to make me uncomfortable. With his hips pressed firmly to my dripping core and his right hand fondling my perky breast I closed my eyes in content as I felt him probe my entrance. By all means, I wasn't a virgin. My father made sure of that. My face cringed when I brought up that painful memory and I felt Thomas still. I pried open my eyes heavy with desire to see Thomas facial expression showing that of concern. I could almost see what was going through his head, was she second guessing? Did she not like this? Did I hurt her? No, it wasn't his fault and if I didn't tell him he would think so. "Thomas, it's fine. I'm fine" I propped myself on my elbows as I assured him. He search my eyes, dodging back and forth from one beautifully crafted orb to the other. I was telling the truth, of course he would attempt to ask about it later. He put his rough hand on my shoulder slowly pushing me down so he could once again tower over me. My heart raced, after my terrible past I never got back with a male. Not even Jekyll messed with anyone, we were alone and enjoyed it. I clenched tightly to the sheets bracing for the painful impact when the door slammed open I could almost face palm if it wasn't for my brother standing horrified and angry at the door. Thomas covered me with his body at the same time trying to hide himself as my brother stalked forward rage swimming around his angry footfalls. "IS THIS WHY YOU DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE! BECAUSE YOU GOT A GOOD FUCK BUDDY!" Jekyll began to wake up and so was my well known rage. This was the fucking second time, does anyone knock anymore? I pulled up my underwear that hang onto my ankles as Thomas in a time record buckled his pants and drew himself back into  confinements of his pants. "GREY, OUT!" I could feel the heat on my face as I trudged around the bed with Thomas angrily huffing behind me. Grey only bulldozed straight for me grabbing my hand harshly and dragging me across the room. "GREY? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING YOU DUMBFUCK!?" I threw my feet beside either side of the doorway with my other free hand gripping onto the weak white frame. He stumbled forward only to pull on me more as he yelled a idiotic reply "WE'RE LEAVING! I DON'T CARE WHAT THOSE CRAZY FUCKS SAY, WE'RE GOING!" Thomas had enough of this shit and held me around the waist pulling me and heaving me into the air. The brisk air whizzed past my face as he hoisted me onto his lower neck, instead of his bones digging into my stomach he sat me onto his broad shoulder. Like I was royalty and he was my guardian. He was MY Guardian, my protector. The ceiling ghosted the top of head, touching but not. A soft gentle reminder that its there. Grey was stunned, his mouth hang in disbelief of the hulking human of a man Infront of him. Grey was far from muscular and couldn't protect me even if he wanted to. I was safe with Thomas. Grey took one step forward barley crossing the threshold into the room before Thomas raised his right leg and balanced his weight along with mine perfectly. Using the extra mass to put extra power behind the already powerful kick straight into Grey's stomach sending him to skid across the hardwood flooring. A gasp of air left him as he collided with the hard ground as he sprawled motionless on the cold floor. I could feel the heavy rise of Thomas excited and angered breathing as it raised his shoulders making the top of my head graze the popcorn ceiling. With a soft touch I placed my clammy hand onto the nape of his neck "Thomas, you can set me down now" my touch sent a longing shiver down his spine which only made me more enraged that my brother intruded. He obligated, and sent me down with extreme care like I was a frail porcelain doll. I sauntered over to my sprawled out brother his eyes darting in a haze around the hallway. "Why don't you understand? I don't want to leave, this is my family now." I bent down my hands placed on my knees as I looked down at his pathetic form "and Grey, if you don't understand that this place makes me happy then your more idiotic than I thought" I straightened myself as I inhaled the sweet aroma of food. "Dinner is ready" I swiveled around gazing at Thomas whom didn't move one muscle. "Get the rope, we have a fighter." With one last glance at my flesh and blood I walked off.

~She was someone who if the plane was going down and everyone was screaming she would look me in the eyes and laugh. Her laugh, would make me laugh and then we'd both be laughing. Two crazy people laughing as our plane descended down~