Part 2 - Chapter 2

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Ray’s POV

Life is a box of cupcakes. Don’t care about what you’re going to get as long as it’s not empty. And they’re cupcakes. C’mon, who hates cupcakes? Seriously though, I personally don’t think much about the future. I’m just glad that I’m alive. Sort of.

Hey if you’re a guy with no heart, you’re supposed to be six feet under. Well I’m not. It’s just that a lot of stuff are a little pale to me. I  mean, I know I can see that the sky is blue, or that rose is fragrant or that bag of marshmallows I ate this morning were sweet. But to me they ‘feel’ as if they’re not ‘intense’ to me. The same is also true for everything else about me. I have to feel something very high for me to know it’s something something. It’s confusing but let me put it in this way. I’m like a light switch. I only go on or off. That’s not how humans are. For normal people, there can be high times and low times but they have something in the middle to rest. I miss that middle part.

Like I said, it’s either on or off for me. And being ‘off’ scares me. I’ve felt it before Damien rescued me. I couldn’t move, everything felt so cold and gray.

So that’s why I’m always bright and cheerful. I force myself, just to feel somewhat human. Talking about feelings, I’m starting to feel a little bit tight on my hiney. And by human standards, my butt is probably being subjected to enormous amounts of pain.

“Ugh Jenny,” I spoke to my feet. Literally cause I was bent in half. “That’s starting to get a little bit of uncomfortable there.” I heard her snort and several giggles and chuckles around me. Figures Jenny would be with her popular friends.

“That’s sort of the purpose of this flagpole wedgie little bunny.” Jenny sang out. “And stop wiggling!”

I couldn’t help it. You wouldn’t be able to stop shaking your booty if your tighty whities were tighter than usual.

“Aw, look at him struggle.” One of the girls around me said. “Jenny he’s so cute. I feel bad for doing this to him.” Jenny must have not liked what she said because I heard an audible gulp afterwards. After a couple more of tugs to my groin I saw sneakers in Bellatorem cheerleading colors below me.

“Little rabbit,” Jenny whispered close to my ear. “You shouldn’t have touched what was supposed to be mine.”

The old me would have been shivering in fright by now. And in intense pain too. But the new me wasn’t. Too bad I promised Damien I won’t go around blackmailing people anymore. I could have found stuff about Jenny that would have made her cry. Oh well.

“Ready girls?”

Just then a quick tug sent pain throughout my body. If I could already feel it like this, it means that I’m in real pain right now. I hope Damien gets here in time.

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Damien/Dy’s POV

“Hurry!” Miki was panting ahead of me.

I should have known this week of peace wasn’t going to last that long. Right after getting rid of that Elder I had several precious minutes with Kirk before he got whisked off by his dad. He and his Beta and Gamma were being ceremoniously cleansed for the succession.

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