I was scared, instincts were instincts but my kind had many to fear. You’re safe” I felt my shoulder give way from tensing. “Come on little one just a bit more” I moaned lightly at the name and my legs shook. “We need to get you somewhere safer” I was picked up as I gripped his shirt. “Succubi” he whispered “I thought they were extinct” he whispered again and air left his lips but it didn’t sound normal. I kept my head low and tried to restrain myself but this was a school, I could constantly feel the emotions and needs of everyone around, each day was getting harder and I could only help myself so much. I couldn’t even say my species at the school, it was forbidden, I was sacred, to be untouched, ironically they continued to beg me to partake in someone. For the rest of eternity I had to look forward to running and hiding. No one ticked my boxes of who I should use, the thought of what I have to do to sustain my life was more than embarrassing. Everyday was a struggle as I refused to feed, teachers spoke that I could die or worse lose control and put everyone in danger. I was sort out to be used, to be owned, to worship those who had control over me. It seemed my kind was rare but even worse was sorting out not for scales or fancy trinkets, not for wishes or promises of the world. I had just awakened as my true self and I hadn’t taken it well, parents shipping me off to have ‘help’ with coming to terms with my new life. ![]() I had come to this school for a fresh start, a new leaf. However, the only one who stopped him from getting alcohol down his throat was Andrew, and only when he saw that another one would end up with Kevin passing out. Probably flirting shamelessly right on his face. Almost every time, Neil and Andrew stayed on the other side of the table, speaking in languages he didn’t know. Most of the time, though, he stayed on the table while everyone gradually went to the dance floor. ![]() Sometimes he got so drunk that he actually did. When everyone went to Eden’s Matt, or Dan, or Allison asked him to go dancing with them. It wasn’t as if they ignored him completely. They would throw him a pitying glance and try to do so, but after some times he shoved them off, they started to leave him to himself. None of them understood why he felt so sad about his abuser’s death, so none of them knew how to -or wanted to- comfort him. It was the only way he knew to numb the pain. And Rafe can picture you merely laughing at his feelings for you as the other guy gets to pull you closer on his lap. ![]() Of course you knew, everyone had to know at this point. You'll just laugh and shrug it off, nodding-because you knew all along. And maybe one of your friends jokes about how Rafe used to have a crush on you. You’d be absolutely smitten with whoever won your heart, showing the ring he got you to your girl friends with an embarrassed little smile pulling at your lips while they all gush over it. Maybe in this scenario, Rafe was never able to find someone else, maybe he shows up solo while you flash your engagement ring when the old crew gets together for drinks-no, you wouldn’t do that. Rafe only gets to see you every once in a while, when you decide to grace the Outer Banks with your presence for the holidays or for Midsummers. And you bring home that hotshot that’s perfectly matched for you, who gets to hold you and kiss you and have you. Maybe you stay in California after school. Or maybe there's another future without you, where you move away to somewhere that suits you the Outer Banks had never good enough for you, in his mind.
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