"Rachel! Rachel! Pay attention to me!" I turned to face my mom and yawned loudly. "If you want me to help you with your homework, you better pay attention."
"Fine, fine. Yes mommy?"
"2x plus 10x plus 4 equals 28, what's the first step?" I stared at her and went back into my daze about vampires, witches, and zombies. "...maybe we should take a break. I'm going to go start making dinner."
My mom exited the room as I sat there and continued daydreaming. A few moments passed when my thoughts were interrupted again.
"Rachel, I'll be back as soon as possible. I need to run by the supermarket and pick up some things for dinner. Please try and finish your homework." I nodded as she exited the room once again. I snickered and reached for my remote control when the lights flickered on and off. A few thrashing sounds erupted from outside as I glanced out the window and watched as the rain poured down and the thrashing subsided.
Shrugging, I pressed power on the remote and watched a random soap opera that was about to end.
The lights flickered on and off again before completely going out.
"...wow, isn't that just wonderful?!" I said to no one in particular. I reached around to look for a candle or something and found nothing. I sighed and leaned back and began going back into my daydream when I heard the thrashing outside again. "Holy shit."
I glanced back outside and shook my head, figuring it was stray cats when a silhouette ran past my window as I gasped and shut the window and pulled down the blinds.
"...oh fuck." I took a deep breath and tried to convince myself it was just nerves...but it didn't work. "Please don't kill me, please don't kill me, please don't kill me..." I pleaded with whoever was outside.
I heard something crash in the kitchen and jumped up in fear. Whatever it was...it was in the house. I stood and headed towards the kitchen as slowly as possible, feeling onto the walls and small tables in the hallway when I felt a flashlight. I thanked God himself and headed slowly towards the kitchen.
I flashed the light around and looked in every corner and space where someone or something could hide. I heard the thrashing again and turned around to see the window wide open and wind making it's way through, causing various objects to fall to the ground. I sighed in relief as I shut the window and set the objects back up on the table before heading back towards my room.
"See Rachel...it was nothing. Nothing..." I passed the living room and heard loud unintelligible whispering behind me. I turned around swiftly and saw nothing behind me. That's when I cracked. "WHO THE FUCK IS IN MY FUCKING HOUSE?! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"
Silence.
"...my nerves are probably just getting to me..." I muttered walking back into my room. I decided to attempt to do my homework by flashlight and pass the time. "This fucking homework...so gay."
After a few minutes of doodling on the paper, I was getting bored. I made a promise to myself to do it whenever the power came back on...even though I probably wouldn't. I laid my head against my bed and stared up in darkness when I heard the thrashing sound again.
"Goddamn wind." I sighed and stood up and walked to the kitchen and stopped. I heard the whispering again. I leaned over and glanced into the kitchen, my heart began beating out of my chest as I spotted two boys, one with their back towards me and the other practically facing me, wearing all black, standing in my kitchen talking about something...which was me.
"We need to do this, Max, if we don't, we'll be kicked out of the coven. She's young and naive; she'll go along with it." The one with their back turned towards me.
"What if she knows what...we are and tries to kill us?"
"Max, are you crazy? She doesn't know shit and plus, she is only a young girl. Young girls can't take on two full grown men." I reached for the phone that was sitting on the hallway table and walked slowly into the bathroom with the phone clutched to my chest. I could hear their conversation, a mere roar to me as I climbed into the bathtub and rocked back and forth.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die...no I'm not, I'm going to call the police and they're going to save me. Oh God, please save me, Mister
Police Man." I began to dial 911 when a bunch of static replied back to me. I started to whine softly and stomped my foot even softer. I held my knees to my chest and began rocking back and forth again.
My mind was running a million miles a minute and no good ideas occurred to me. I was just going to die a horrible, horrible death and no one could help me. My mom would come home and see me mauled to death in the bathtub and there would be nothing she could have done.
What a wonderful life I live.
I heard footsteps from behind the bathroom door as I hid behind the shower curtain. It wasn't the smartest thing to do but then again, it was the only thing I could do right at this moment.
"I knew I heard someone listening in to our conversation..." Max started to say, hovering over the closed bathroom door. "Ronnie, I believe we have a scared little girl on our hands."
"Oh? We do? Scared? Little? Girl? Just my type."
"Well, according to the coven, she's a mere fifteen now." Max began chuckling and tapped on the door softly. "You alright in there?" He growled playfully and pushed open the door.
"Wait, Max..."
Max entered the room and glanced around. His feet took him to the bathtub as he ripped opened the shower curtain and found nothing but shampoo and various other bottles lying inside of it. He growled again and ripped the shower curtain off its support system and turned to Ronnie.
"Now what?"
"She's in this room, Max...somewhere...but where?" Ronnie's pale hands wandered across the wall to the closet behind him. He smirked before yanking the door open. A shrill scream erupted in the darkness.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU PSYCHOS!" I screamed, trying to hit the boy named Ronnie with everything in my reach. Every single item that touched his skin never left a mark or even stopped him. He grabbed a hold of my wrist and squeezed it tighter than anything.
"Hello Rachel, nice to meet you." He said with a smirk. "Why'd you run? Were trying to help you from the big, bad darkness."
"Get the fuck away from me." I attempted to pull my tiny wrist from his large hands but nothing seemed to work. I glanced over at the other boy named Max who just stood there with no expression of concern on his face, just a little gleam in his eyes. I was going to die any second now and I had no idea why.
"Aw, she's a fighter." Ronnie said glancing over at Max. "Well, baby, I'm a lover."
"Ew, you're fucking gross. Get the fuck out of my face." I seethed into his face; he smiled and pressed a sloppy kiss to my forehead.
"What a sweet voice she has, don't you think so, Max? I'm glad the coven chose such a cute girl for us." I glanced over at Max who was leaning up against the wall who just nodded in return. I just wish he'd talk more than Ronnie; his voice was starting to scare mine. "Should we do this in here or somewhere more private?"
"Private." I heard Max say as Ronnie swiftly pulled me out of the closet and drag me to the nearest room, which turned out to be my bedroom. He threw me on the bed and smirked at me. I was scared; I couldn't keep up this tough girl act much longer. I was freezing and I was going to die.
"A-are you guys going to kill me?" I managed to say but they paid no attention to me. They were too busy speaking to each other softly. I glanced over at the clock and wished that my mom would walk in any second...no, wait, I wish it was my dad. I could never put my mom through this.
While they spoke, I examined them. They were both fairly attractive boys, if I had seen them on the street, I probably would have giggled about them over hours but since the situation was different, I was scared shitless and to make matters worst, they were apparently "vampires."
I had always believed in vampires...but the vampires I had read about were lovers and not rapists.
I couldn't hear the two of them speaking at all, but I knew it was about me. I stared at both of them until they turned to me.
"Rachel, as much as I hate to do this...we kind of have to, my dear. The coven will be very upset if we don't..." Ronnie smiled evilly and sat down next to me on the bed.
"What the fuck are you?" I scooted to the corner away from him and he pulled me closer, onto his lap and protruding erection. I screamed and attempted to push him away but his grip was stronger than I thought. I heard the door open and close as I continued trying to push him away.
"Were vampires, my dear."
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME, YOU FUCKING PERVERT!" I screamed, tears filling up in my eyes.
Okay, correction: I'm not going to die. I'm going to be raped by two random cute boys who are apparently vampires who know my name and who I am.
I heard the door open again and I glanced up to see Max walking through the door with handcuffs and a smirk spread across his face.
"Found these in her parents' room. Like mother like daughter." I stared at him and began screaming my head off again.
"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME, YOU FUCKING PERVERT OR I'LL CUT YOUR DICK
OFF!"
"Aw baby, just calm down and give me a kiss." Ronnie muttered against my face before pressing a sloppy, wet kiss against the corner of my mouth.
I began kicking every which way, missing him completely as he pulled away from me. He got off the bed as I looked over terrified at both of them. "Max, go ahead."
I held onto my cold body, rocking back and forth, the worst hadn't come yet. I knew Max would cause something even worse, but I didn't know what.
"Get over here." I did as he said and maneuvered my way over to him. He took my wrists and snapped them into place with the handcuffs wrapped around the headboard. "Good girl."
"Max, come out here with me, I need to talk to you." Ronnie said, walking out of the room. Max ruffled my hair and followed him, leaving me alone in the room.
"So, Max, how do you wanna do this?" Ronnie asked rubbing his hands together, once they were alone in the hallway. "Separate turns?"
"Her mother left fifteen minutes ago and should be back any minute now." Max replied back, running a hand through his hair. "I suggest we go at both times."
"Both times? I could have fun with this..." Ronnie started to walk over towards the bedroom again and turned around to see his friend not coming along. "Max? Are you not joining us?"
Max thought for a moment before walking over to him. His hand ran across Ronnie's chest with a smirk.
"I'm not ready for the girl yet..." Ronnie returned Max's smirk with a kiss to his lips. Running his hands across his tummy, down to his erection, Max grabbed a hold of it through the tight jeans and began squeezing it. Ronnie moaned loudly, pressing his lips to Max's with a grin.
"I need to fuck something so badly..." He muttered, bucking his hips into Max's hands. "Take these all of me please."
"Calm down or I won't even do this." Max grinned before pulling down his tight jeans and admiring the glory in front of him. "Want to give or take?"
"GIVE, DEAR GOD, GIVE!" He yelled, grabbing a hold of Max's hair and pulling on it. Max chuckled and pulled away from Ronnie with a smirk, he bent over and pulled down his tight, black jeans. He stuck his ass out as Ronnie smacked it and pulled his hips towards his growing erection. "Lube or"
"Just do it, I'm not a pussy, Ronnie, I can handle it." Ronnie shrugged and shoved himself inside of his best friend with a contented sigh. "Oooh baby. Shove it in farther..."
"Whatever you say." He went in as deep as he could, brushing against Max's prostrate. Max almost fell to the ground but Ronnie kept a grip onto his waist before going into a steady motion. "Don't come."
"You don't either; I gotta save these babies for the girl." Ronnie grinned and continued going at a fast pace, brushing against Max's prostrate multiple times, earning moans in response. He knew he should go faster but he didn't want to come...not just yet anyways.
Ronnie reached around and took a hold on Max's erection, pumping slowly and moaning softly into his ears. "You like that, baby?"
"I fucking love it. Go faster and harder."
"Anything you want."
I laid on the bed, trying to pull myself out of the restraints but nothing was working, no matter what I tried. What were they doing out there anyways? Buttfucking?
Please get this over with.
I held my composure and thought of something that made me happy, my mom. The one person I had seen before this whole thing happened, maybe this was a dream. Maybe I was all imagining it. I took my right hand and pinched my left hand and cringed.
I wasn't.
I wanted to cry but I wasn't ready to, the pain hadnt even happened yet but I wanted it to so I could get this shit over with but I knew the longer I waited for it not to happen, it would hurt ten times more.
I glanced over at the door and watched as the two came back in, looking satisfied as hell. Max was snapping his belt back in my place as Ronnie smirked. I stared at the two of them with my eyes widened as I began pulling on the restraints again. If I tried hard enough, I'm sure I could break the headboard and hit them in the head with it...right?
"Hey sweetheart, how were you while Uncle Ronnie and I had a little time alone?" Max seethed through his teeth. "Daddy didn't come for you yet."
I stared at him and began pulling again, something happened between the two of them. I couldn't put my finger on it but I knew something happened.
"Oh, I think she's ready. Look at that face, she's ready for this." Ronnie said walking over to me, I stared up at them and turned to face the wall, feeling defeated. It was going to happen and I was going to cry and they were probably going to kill me afterwards. I blinked back a few tears as I felt a cold hand run across my warm face. "We'll go easy."
"Yeah right, I'm about to fucking come. I need to get on this." Max said exasperated before climbing onto of me. I cringed and went to scream but felt a hand cover my mouth. I glanced up at Ronnie who smiled down at me.
"You scream, you die." He simply said, pulling his hand away. "You fight back, you die. You do anything we don't like, you die. Do you got it?"
I nodded slowly as he climbed over to watch Max unbuckled my jeans. I shuddered and attempted to pull away but Max grabbed a hold of my hips and smirked against my naked skin.
"Baby, don't worry, it'll only take a second." He pulled down his jeans and positioned himself in front of me. I stared at him wide-eyed as he entered me. I let out a shrill scream as Ronnie placed a hand over my mouth.
"Shush." He reached over and wrapped a bandana around my mouth and smiled at me. "That's how I like you, quiet and cute."
I attempted to scream but nothing came out but a bunch of muffles as I felt extreme pressure below me. I shut my eyes tightly as tears escaped and I tried to pull myself from the headboard but nothing worked. I heard them chuckling and Max moaning and pressing harder and harder inside of me.
"Oh baby, moan for your daddy." I squirmed as I felt Max grab a hold of my chin and pull my face over to look at him. I opened my eyes and saw his face right in front of me. "MOAN FOR YOUR DADDY, DAMNIT!"
I let out a quiet moan through the bandana as he smiled at me. "I think that was one of the hottest moans I've ever heard, do you agree Max?"
"I completely fucking agree." He said between thrusts. "It's making me hotter...but I'm about to come."
"Oh, do it. Please do it, I love the way you look when you come." Ronnie pressed on, rubbing himself through his jeans.
"Take it out, baby. I wanna see how hard you are." I stared at the both of them as more tears fell from my eyes.
"YOU TWO ARE SICK FUCKS!" I screamed through the bandana but it came out more muffled than ever. They both smiled at me as Ronnie pulled himself out of his tight jeans and began massaging his growing erection right in front of my face. I turned away but he pulled my face back to look directly at it.
"Suck it for Uncle Ronnie." I turned my head once again but it was pulled back once again. The bandana was removed and his ever-growing erection was shoved inside of my mouth. "Suck it or I'll kill you."
I sucked him so fast and so hard that within minutes he came into my mouth. I gagged and went to spit it out but he covered my mouth again and gave me a deathly glare.
"Spit it out and I'll make you do it again." I nodded and slowly swallowed the salty mixture. I gagged again and almost felt like throwing up but ended up swallowing my vomit as well. "You almost done, baby? I'm done." Ronnie smiled proudly and watched as Max continued slamming into me.
My legs were sore and my vagina was sorer. I felt like I could collapse at any moment but Max wouldn't let me. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes again.
"I'm almost thereeeee." He cried out in breaths. Ronnie shook his head and turned away to face me.
"Baby, how are your lips...they look like they need some lovin'." He leaned down and pressed a sloppy kiss against my lips. I pulled away and cringed as he smiled. "I knew you loved me."
"Ugh." I muttered softly, pulling away from him a bit. I felt Max's fingertips dig into my hips as he pulled me closer to him, I felt him come inside of me.
With that one motion, he sunk his teeth into my neck. I let out a shrill scream as I heard Ronnie laughing at me, it sent chills up and down my spine, and not the good kind of chills either. He pulled out of me and stood up, reaching for his jeans. More tears became spilling out as the pain stayed inside of me, ripping me apart.
"Are we done here?" Max asked, pulling them up. Ronnie nodded and unhooked the handcuffs. "This was fun, baby. We should do it again."
"No." I muttered, pulling myself away from Ronnie and attaching myself to the wall.
"Hah, okay then. Ronnie, we should get going. I promised Elise I'd be back by seven." Ronnie nodded and kissed my hand softly.
"This was wonderful, thank you for sharing this experience with me." And with that, they both left me. I stood there, shaking, holding myself and rocking myself back and forth.
Next thing I knew, I, myself, was turning into a hideous creature...a vampire.
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