Dark Romance

Training

He shut the screen door to the kitchen and dropped my arm.

"Ow." I winced and got up, dusting myself on.

"So, you get electricity to act weird when you're really mad, you still have your woman season-"

"You mean my period?"

"Woman season. Uhm.....I don't know what else. But we're about to find out." He locked the screen door and checked the perimeter. Why is he so paranoid? "Open your mouth." He commanded as my eyes widened. "I'm not about to do that. I want to see your teeth. Open your mouth."

"Why do I have to-" I groaned before he put his fingers in my mouth. I instantly gagged, and then bit them, trying to pull them out.

"Bite all you want. It doesn't hurt me." He lifted my upper lip to see my teeth. "You have somewhat of fangs. Either they're not fully out or its just another weird trait you have." He slapped my thigh. I yelped. In that same moment, he took his finger from my mouth and wiped my saliva off.

"The hell is your problem?! I don't know where your hands have been!" I yelled at him while spitting his finger juice from my mouth.

"Hm..." He looked me up and down. I gave him the stank face and backed up. He pulled me close to where my vagina was on his 'friend'. I got nervous and tried to push him off.

"Uh-Uhmm......" I hit his chest. He grabbed my ass and squeezed it quickly. I jumped and yelped a little bit. He brushed his soft, cold lips across my neck. A soft moan escaped my lips before I realized what was going on. I pushed him off forcefully. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" I yelled, blushing extremely hard.

"You seemed like you liked it." He smirked. I looked down and held into my right arm. "Chill. I just wanted to see what you would do in those circumstances."

"Please." I scoffed. "You would never experience those circumstances with me. I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last living being in nonexietency. Not even if my life depended on it." I scrunched my nose at the thought.

"Never would I fuck an impolite, rude, non-ladylike, immature, silly, stupid weirdo." He spat, evilly chuckling.

"I hate you." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

"Mhm yeah I've heard it before. Shut up and stay focused. Close your eyes." He rolled his eyes back. I closed my eyes only because I didn't wanna see him. "Focus. Stay focused. Do not say or do anything. Don't be aware of what I'm going to do." I signed frustratedly. "Think of me-"

"Nigga what?" I snapped.

"Just do it." He said in a low frustrated tone. I closed my eyes and thought of him. Sitting in the lunchroom. Staring me down. Prince. "Now think something. Anything."

I thought of me and Carlos cuddled up by the TV watching my favorite movies.

"Oh my fucking gosh. If I see, hear, or receive something about your brother. He's fucking gone!" He rubbed his temples. I looked down. "I'll be back. Stay right here." He got up and ran into the house.

I heard a snap. I looked at the bushes while walking back towards the screen door. I saw a person step from behind it. I took off my shoe and held it up.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I know the way out. I can get you out of this house and back home to your brother." He dusted himself off and looked at me. Blue eyes.

"No. I don't need your help. I'll break free when I can." I tried to open the screen door. It was locked.

"Are you sure about that?" He asked, stepping towards me.