Winter Shushes (YDHAC sequel)

Silent Stares

Wake up.
I didn't know I'd need to wake up.

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Walking through snow as I've found, is much more challenging than it looks. Reverse Falls has the curse of having now practically all the time. I definitely didn't know what I was expecting. I'm already a walking stick, and Mason accidentally put the idea into my head that they could snap from the heavy snow.

Nonetheless, we have made it to town. I had to say, its been quite a while since I've been there. I remembered going once a long time ago after a performance. But now was so much different. Before, it was like no one knew me and not even my blue hair could make me stick out. But now. Everyone knew who I was. What I am and what I could do. Who I was with. And what I had done.
I felt eyes burning into the back of my head as I walked alongside Mason.

I didn't need to be here. I couldn't be here. I shouldn't be here.

"A-any chance we-- chance we could g-go home?" I asked, but the look in Masons eyes certainly gave me the answer I didn't want. Have it your way Mason. Deal with my crippling social anxiety.
Okay, maybe that was a little rude of me to think.

The first place we went was to a grocery store. He wanted to get all of the groceries we didn't get before. The rest of the essentials. That was a quick trip, and despite all the people staring, I had somehow managed to get through it with only having to stop to hide in the bathroom once.

And after that shopping he asked me to teleport the bags home. And so I did, praying they didn't actually end up in Europe or something.

Our gloved hands intertwined as he led me to the next shop. A clothing store. "Just moving in, I think we need some comfortable clothing, don't you?" Mason said to me with a small grin, to which I looked at him with horror. "Clothes? D-- don't you think I ha- ha... Have enough?" I asked, following up with, "You have eno-enough?" But again, Mason has this look in his eyes. "Of course not"

So as he led me to the men's section, for a moment joking that maybe I'd look better in women's clothing, I hastily followed. My perfect posture just made me feel that much taller and that much more visible. I was taller than Mason by a few inches, yet Mason somehow always managed to be the one cuddling me. Hugging me. Protecting me. When did I become so helpless?

Mason picked up a black, baggy and long sleeved shirt, holding it up to me. "Oh, you look nice in this"
This was Masons process. The next thing I knew, I held up my hands just as I did as a servant, while he piled clothes onto my arms. Yes this, no that. Maybe them. Maybe not.

"Go and try on those clothes!" Mason told me, pointing to the changing rooms. "I need to find some things for me now, I'll meet you over there in a few minutes"

Despite my insistance to wait for him, I was ushered off to the changing room all by my lonesome.

I shouldn't have been by myself.

The first mistake I realize I've made was not figuring to lock the door, I hadn't made the connection that it had a manual lock. Some of the doors in the gleeful house locked upon closing them. Most of the outer doors, and windows, anyways. It was an extra precaution.

So I scrambled to get my clothes off, my second mistake being that I didn't think to turn away from the mirror in the little stall. I had stared for quite some time at my own reflection. Even I would run if I saw me.

My third mistake was when I had gotten the clothes on, I hadn't realized the tags on them were price tags. So with each one, I carefully ripped off the tags and stickers because they were simply uncomfortable.

The clothes were mostly comfortable, but some too revealing for me to ever be comfortable in. I know Mason was just trying to sneak in, as he puts it, 'sexy' things to wear to bed. But I would never. Though that didn't stop him from trying to get me to wear some rather scary undergarments. What kind of man does he think he is?

While I was trying to figure out how to get my next shirt on, the door had suddenly opened. My first mistake had come back to me. A male peeked his head in, staring for a moment.
"Damn" he said as he stared at my currently, almost naked body.
"How could anyone screw up such a sexy body like that?"

My eyes suddenly widened, I wanted to call for Mason. Or just get out of there in general. This man almost immediately gave me the sense that I should go.
But I couldn't. He walked into the stall with me.

(WARNING! Rape. ↓) (I will mention all needed to know in the next chapter so everyone is on the same page.)

So as I nervously backed up towards the wall, he came closer. "S--Sir- I- I must ask you-- ask you t-to... Please leave" I said, really making an attempt not to stutter but only seeming to stutter more as I was pinned against the wall. I could feel my heart beginning to race. My eyes began to glow a bright blue color. But the man didn't even seemed phased as his hand snuck to my behind. "I know you, William, right? All the talk at the Gleefuls party from what I've heard... The demon" he said with a sick grin.

"I wonder how much people would pay to have a cute demons body for an hour." Oh god. "I think I should find out how much you're worth"

Some blue particle like magic came out of my hands, and arms. It was like the last healing scene from Tangled. It crept around the man and out from under the door.

Within a moment the gross man's lips were on mine, my body pinned to the wall. His hand gripped my tiny wrist so tight I felt it beginning to go numb. This couldn't be happening, this couldn't be. I was too weak to push him away with one hand. He just freely used the other to feel around my chest. And through it all my fear rose more and more.

He pulled away, gripping my shoulder, he had flipped me around, and shoved my face into the wall. "Now let's see what you have to offer" I noticed his hands curl around the waistband of my boxers, and I whimpered, squirming in attempt to get away. Why wasnt I yelling for help? Was I too scared?

My eyes widened as my boxers were slowly, dreadfully taken off of me. And something pressed up against me. (I can't believe I'm writing this) I did anything at all I could to stop him but I couldn't. Something invaded. Back and forth, it was like a rocking horse. I could hear grunts escape the mouth of the disgusting man behind me. I covered my mouth to avoid making any sounds. Praying it was all a bad dream. "Stop-" I began to say. Finally speaking up.
"Stop"
He didn't listen.

It was painful. Really painful.

"I'd stop right now if I were you"

I recognized that voice. Though I couldn't see, I knew it was Mason. But the man didn't slow down, he just grinned. "What, wanna join the party?"

I don't remember much of what happened after that. I remebered some arguing. Some big flashing lights. And then I had collapsed.