Bechloe:Trapped English version

Chapter 15

She kicked her leg forward and tied her foot to her own stomach. She watched the figure fall back in front of her, and Beca felt her own pain swing through her body. Her eyes widened in terror as she coughed it out.... No matter what she did... with that thing... She did it to herself.

The ginger had her hands running through 'Beca's' hair, grabbing and pulling her shirt was at one point a shirt that was thrown away. Her eyes shot open when a thud was heard and Beca in front of her fell back to the floor as if she had been kicked in the belly.

"You okay, Becs?"

Chloe asked while she slowly sat up straight.

Beca' didn't answer when she looked back at the ginger, her ice blue glow piercing Chloe's crystal blue eyes. As she turned back up. She walked up to the ginger and stopped at her thigh, looking back at her for a sign of approval, which she was given to continue what they were doing, regardless of whether the ginger gave her permission.

Beca was hit with a scream when her fist hit the woman's face. looking at her, 'Beca' hit the floor below. Beca felt the same wave of pain through her body, tears streaming down her face as she looked at the devil figure in front of her. The figure disappeared and Beca felt the arms wrapping around her waist and withdrawing her, right against the figure. Feelings of teeth sinking into the back of her neck, she shouted, kicking her leg back and then feeling the world's sharpest pain in her groin.

Falling from Chloe, the expression of Beca's face changed from an empty expression of pure rage.

"Beca... What are you--Hmm."

Chloe mumbled as she felt "Beca's" lips sound back on her wrist tip, sucking in.

The brunette felt the pain shoot through her body and her actions staggered as she slowly broke from the kiss, even now she had to grab her back, her face still with no sign of emotion at all.

Groaning in pain, Beca shook her head as she staggered back.

"Whatever I do to you... I'm doing it to myself... How the hell does that work?" She yelled at the thing.

The figure in front of her remained silent, screaming back at her with his glowing blue eyes.

"You look like fucking Jason from Friday the 13th! Can't you literally be a creep?"?

Beca growled at it.

The figure tilted his head slightly, looking for the machete in his grip before it disappeared into a cloud of black smoke and was soon in Beca's face, the machete inches from the woman's stomach.

"Don't you fucking dare."

She glowed into the piercing blue eyes that glowed back at her.

"It's all just another game to play."

The voice whispered in her ear before a scream tore through the night.

Chloe left a scream as she kicked Beca away, blood slowly dripping down her neck.

"What the fuck, Beca!"?

She cried as her hand rushed to her neck, covering the wound and the blood falling from her neck.

The glow in Beca's eyes disappeared and she looked back at Chloe.

"Are you okay?"

She immediately shook her head, starting to tear. When she started coming forward to look at Chloe's wound, she shouted it out and slammed Beca's arm away to keep her at bay.

"Chloe--"

"What the hell is wrong with you?! I wake you up from a nightmare, you get horny as a teenager, and then you bite my neck until I bleed, even if I told you to stop because it hurt!".