Post by jlcgurl on Sept 28, 2010 20:55:01 GMT -5
I ran as fast as I could until I was a safe distance away so I could catch my breath. I leaned over and shut my eyes feeling free for once. Then I heard the soft chuckle. "Did you really think you could run away?" Cameron asked moving closer to me. My eyes went wide. He titled my chin upward forcing me to stand up straight and have my neck stretched far to where it was causing pain. "You have no idea how strong we really are. You need to be straightened out. Meaning you're going to be beaten and this time I'm going to use all of my force on you." he said chuckling. His words made me cringe. Pleading tears rolled down my cheeks, but I knew it was no use. He would probably beat me more if I thought that he would go easy on me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back to the house. I saw Bryce. My eyes were filled with fear, and he looked away from me, trying to fight back the urge to stop his brother. He knew I deserved this, but at the same time he didn't want to see me in pain. Cameron took me into the room he'd used before to beat me in. He threw me on the ground. Tears were streaming down my face. He struck me hard with the whip. I screamed out in pain. My thighs were burning and I felt blood pouring out. He continued beating me until Bryce finally had enough of hearing me scream. He walked into the room. "That's enough Cameron. I think she's learned her lesson..." he said through barred teeth. Cameron struck me one last time and then left. Bryce walked over to my side. He bit his lip. I could see he was fighting back tears. I felt that I was beaten very badly and it probably showed. He took me to the bathroom and addressed my wounds as he did before. "What's the matter Bryce? Is something bothering you?" I asked after a while of pure silence. He stopped what he was doing immediately. His eyes went wide. "Wh-why would you think s-something's wrong?" he asked and I gave him a look showing that it was way obvious. "It's just that I thought you would be happy here..I don't understand why you'd want to run away..." he said and then realized how stupid that sounded. "I mean to say that I can make you happy, far more happy than anyone else could. I know what your life was like. I can see your past. It's a talent I have. That saying I know what you've been through. I can give you a home and make the rest of your life the best it will ever be if you just trust me and stay with us. I can give you the life you've always wanted..." he said and tears burned in my eyes. I wanted to trust him and I wanted to love him. I just didn't understand how I feel about him. "Let me show you what love feels like. I know you haven't felt it in a long time. Let me kiss you and show you real passion unlike the fake and aggressive kind my brother gave you the other day. It'll be the real passion that makes you melt against me and not want the moment to end. I have so much love to give and you need it the most. Just let me give you my heart..." he said as he gently caressed my cheek. He had stood up at some point while he was talking and our eyes were glued to each other. Tears rolled down my cheeks and he wiped them away. "Please don't cry..." he said softly. He pulled me closer and I pushed him away. "At least let me hold you. At least let me show you the warmth in my heart that warms my icy cold skin. It'll burn straight through you. I know you need that warmth." he said, pleading. I looked at him for a few moments and then showed through my eyes he could. He pulled me close, and for that brief moment I could feel my heart glowing, far more than I ever thought it could. The warmth between our hearts was the best feeling in the world. He pulled back a little to look into my eyes, and suddenly we were both leaning forward. Our eyes closed, our lips touched, and nothing could stop this moment from being the best moment in the whole world.
After the kiss of a lifetime was over Bryce finished addressing my wounds. After that was done he lightly picked me up and carried me into a nearby bedroom, which I assume is his. He layed me down on the bed. He passionately kissed me over and over again, his hand gently resting on top of my head. He removed his lips from mine. He pressed his lips against my neck. Lightly licking all the way down and up again. Until he stopped at one spot and pressed his lips on it, slowly sucking on the skin. "B-Bryce, w-what are you d-doing?" I asked shaking in fear as I felt his lips pull back... "Bryce, control yourself!" Cameron yelled when he rushed to the door. Bryce stood up, eyes wide from shame. "I'm so sorry..." he said and quickly left the room. I stared after him for awhile, then eventually looked at Cameron. "What was all of that about?" I asked cautiously. "You know how you couldn't change to a vampire from me bitting you because I'm not a full blooded vampire? Well he is, and he was about to drink some of your blood. He can't control himself as well as I can. I can read his mind. I knew he was about to bite you. It'd be a lot of trouble to deal with a new born. Bryce wants you to change, but I think it'd be worse for you..." he said. I let his words circulate through my head. Bryce walked into the room a moment later. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. "I'm so sorry, Sweetheart..." he said as he kissed me softly. "Are you...jealous, Cameron?" he laughed pulling me away. "NO! Why would you think that?" he said looking away. Bryce forced Cameron to look at us. "Oh? Well then I guess you wouldn't mind if I did this..." he said as he dipped me down. He bent down and started furiously kissing me. Then all of a sudden we were French kissing. I started to scream. "Cut it out Bryce..." Cameron growled. Bryce continued for a little while. When he stopped and stood me back up Cameron punched him hard in the arm. Bryce chuckled. "You love her? Then show her. Kiss her with real passion and heart." Bryce said as he pushed me over to Cameron, making me lose my balance. Cameron caught me reflexively. Tears rolled down my cheeks. He stood me up straight and held up my chin. He gently caressed my cheek, and wiped away the tears as he did. "You won't do it..." Bryce chuckled. Then Cameron pulled me forward and leaned down forcing our lips to touch. The warmth between us was far more passionate than mine and Bryce's. His lips were so gentle against mine it was hard not to kiss him back. Our kiss went on for a long time because neither of us wanted it to end, but eventually it was starting to bring me pain. Tears rushed down my cheeks. I forced him to finally stop. He stared into my eyes for a few moments, showing the pure emotion shining in his. Then I clenched my eyes closed and tears streamed down my face. I ran out of the room as quick as I could not daring to turn back. "Alexandra!" Bryce called. He turned to Cameron furious at his brother for what he's caused. "Why'd you have to do that?" Bryce yelled wanting to rip his brother's head off. "Payback plus she's a great kisser..." Cameron chuckled. "Why'd you have to make me look like a jerk? She probably hates me now!" Bryce growled completely furious. "Not my problem..." Cameron sneered, walking out of the room. Bryce punched the wall as hard as he could, making a huge whole that he would fix sometime soon.
"Do I need to slap you?" Cameron asked, jerking me closer and raising his free hand. I cringed in fear. I had no response, and heard Bryce running up the stairs. I knew he knew what was going on. Cameron looked at the doorway right when he appeared. "Yes, brother?" he asked chuckling.
"You will not touch her!" Bryce said growling taking one step into the room. I then saw Bryce freeze in his place. He was barely even moving. I could see that he was trying to fight something inside, but I couldn't figure out what. I had no idea what was going. I was very worried and afraid.
"Oh really?" Cameron asked. He let go of me, took a step back, and slapped me with all of the force in his body. The force was so strong. I fell right to the ground. My cheek was burning and I couldn't keep the tears from falling out of my eyes. Especially not the fear when I saw him grab the whip. He struck me with all of the force he could. He struck me for a while, but when he finally stopped he dropped the whip to the side and pinned me down. Fear was laced all through my eyes. His were dark and unreadable.
"C-Cameron...?" I said softly trying to figure out what he was going to do. He leaned forward. When his lips touched mine it was the same feeling from yesterday. It's as if I'm in the place I've always wanted to be right in that moment. Even after he'd just slapped me and beat me I could still feel that way. It just didn't add up. It went the same way as when Bryce kissed me the last time yesterday, but even more romantically.
Feeling are lips touch I had to kiss him back and eventually it led into French kissing. I couldn't control my feelings. I then remembered Bryce... That made Cameron kiss me more fiercely. He was getting his anger out with the passion he was giving me. I trembled. He got even more mad. If he wasn't showing me passion I'm sure I would be beaten more. Maybe I might get it later from him...
When he finished. I saw Bryce come back. He could move. He tried to punch Cameron, but Cameron was too quick. He ducked quickly, and then, I guess for my thoughts and his actions, I was struck hard again with the whip. I screamed so loud. Bryce tried to hold back tears. It soon became completely obvious that he was furious.
"Why are you taking this all out on her? It's not her fault! It's barely even mine!" Bryce yelled at Cameron pulling the whip from his hands. I was so entirely confused. Cameron pushed Bryce against the wall, making a large dent. His fury made him push off the wall and push Cameron so hard he pretty much flew across the room into the wall. Anger was searing all through them. "Explain yourself!" Bryce growled.
"It's all payback for what happened. My one and only love fell for you, and you turned her down. I vowed since then that your only love shall only be hurt by you, causing you pain and grief, and eventually it would all end with her dying by your own hands. You won't be able to stop it from happening. She will die, and it will be your fault." he said chuckling.
"I've only been pleasuring her for my satisfaction and because I know it makes you mad. This girl wishes she never stepped foot in this house. She's already tried running away from here. She only stays here because she knows that she can't escape. If she could she would leave in a heartbeat. She'd rather live alone, with no family, and no hope then live in a house with two psychotic vampires..." he said as he made his way to the door. "Next time I'm mad or in the mood...She's dead." he said as he winked at me and then left the room.
"Alexandra, I'm so sorry... I need to explain everything to you, and I will. I can't right now though. I need to clean you up first.." he said as he picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bathroom to address my wounds as usual.
I had been ordered to dust the halls. I finally made my way to the hall where my room was. I then gazed at that mysterious door. Many times I’d looked at the door. I just stared at it, wondering what it was that was behind the door. I slowly made my way over to it. I had always gotten as far as touching the door knob, but when my hand would reach out I would wince knowing the amount of pain I’d be in after trying it. Though now the curiosity was eating me up. I had to find out what was behind the door. I slowly reached out and touched the door knob. I turned it ever so slowly, and slowly opened it. The door was then quickly pulled shut. I was turned and saw Cameron. My eyes went wide. I knew I was dead. “Were you not specifically told to stay out of this room?” he growled. I gulped. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the room he always beat me in. “Have you heard the saying, ‘Curiosity killed the cat’” he asked softly, chuckling. “In this case… you’re the cat…” he chuckled. I tried stepping back and he pulled me forward. He leaned forward, getting ready to let his fangs dig into my skin, and drink my blood until none is remaining. I winced. Bryce flung open the door. “Cameron. You know you don’t want to do that. She’s the one. If you kill her…” he said and Cameron sighed deeply. He pulled back and said, “Fine. I guess beating you will have to do for now…” He threw me to the ground. The instant he struck me with the whip blood started to flow. It stung so much, and it was hard to bare the pain of even one hit. He continued to beat me. He had to make sure I’d learned my lesson. The tears continued to fall. I just wished that they would kill me and get it over with. Cameron heard that thought and said, “If only it were that easy Sweetheart…”
After the kiss of a lifetime was over Bryce finished addressing my wounds. After that was done he lightly picked me up and carried me into a nearby bedroom, which I assume is his. He layed me down on the bed. He passionately kissed me over and over again, his hand gently resting on top of my head. He removed his lips from mine. He pressed his lips against my neck. Lightly licking all the way down and up again. Until he stopped at one spot and pressed his lips on it, slowly sucking on the skin. "B-Bryce, w-what are you d-doing?" I asked shaking in fear as I felt his lips pull back... "Bryce, control yourself!" Cameron yelled when he rushed to the door. Bryce stood up, eyes wide from shame. "I'm so sorry..." he said and quickly left the room. I stared after him for awhile, then eventually looked at Cameron. "What was all of that about?" I asked cautiously. "You know how you couldn't change to a vampire from me bitting you because I'm not a full blooded vampire? Well he is, and he was about to drink some of your blood. He can't control himself as well as I can. I can read his mind. I knew he was about to bite you. It'd be a lot of trouble to deal with a new born. Bryce wants you to change, but I think it'd be worse for you..." he said. I let his words circulate through my head. Bryce walked into the room a moment later. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. "I'm so sorry, Sweetheart..." he said as he kissed me softly. "Are you...jealous, Cameron?" he laughed pulling me away. "NO! Why would you think that?" he said looking away. Bryce forced Cameron to look at us. "Oh? Well then I guess you wouldn't mind if I did this..." he said as he dipped me down. He bent down and started furiously kissing me. Then all of a sudden we were French kissing. I started to scream. "Cut it out Bryce..." Cameron growled. Bryce continued for a little while. When he stopped and stood me back up Cameron punched him hard in the arm. Bryce chuckled. "You love her? Then show her. Kiss her with real passion and heart." Bryce said as he pushed me over to Cameron, making me lose my balance. Cameron caught me reflexively. Tears rolled down my cheeks. He stood me up straight and held up my chin. He gently caressed my cheek, and wiped away the tears as he did. "You won't do it..." Bryce chuckled. Then Cameron pulled me forward and leaned down forcing our lips to touch. The warmth between us was far more passionate than mine and Bryce's. His lips were so gentle against mine it was hard not to kiss him back. Our kiss went on for a long time because neither of us wanted it to end, but eventually it was starting to bring me pain. Tears rushed down my cheeks. I forced him to finally stop. He stared into my eyes for a few moments, showing the pure emotion shining in his. Then I clenched my eyes closed and tears streamed down my face. I ran out of the room as quick as I could not daring to turn back. "Alexandra!" Bryce called. He turned to Cameron furious at his brother for what he's caused. "Why'd you have to do that?" Bryce yelled wanting to rip his brother's head off. "Payback plus she's a great kisser..." Cameron chuckled. "Why'd you have to make me look like a jerk? She probably hates me now!" Bryce growled completely furious. "Not my problem..." Cameron sneered, walking out of the room. Bryce punched the wall as hard as he could, making a huge whole that he would fix sometime soon.
"Do I need to slap you?" Cameron asked, jerking me closer and raising his free hand. I cringed in fear. I had no response, and heard Bryce running up the stairs. I knew he knew what was going on. Cameron looked at the doorway right when he appeared. "Yes, brother?" he asked chuckling.
"You will not touch her!" Bryce said growling taking one step into the room. I then saw Bryce freeze in his place. He was barely even moving. I could see that he was trying to fight something inside, but I couldn't figure out what. I had no idea what was going. I was very worried and afraid.
"Oh really?" Cameron asked. He let go of me, took a step back, and slapped me with all of the force in his body. The force was so strong. I fell right to the ground. My cheek was burning and I couldn't keep the tears from falling out of my eyes. Especially not the fear when I saw him grab the whip. He struck me with all of the force he could. He struck me for a while, but when he finally stopped he dropped the whip to the side and pinned me down. Fear was laced all through my eyes. His were dark and unreadable.
"C-Cameron...?" I said softly trying to figure out what he was going to do. He leaned forward. When his lips touched mine it was the same feeling from yesterday. It's as if I'm in the place I've always wanted to be right in that moment. Even after he'd just slapped me and beat me I could still feel that way. It just didn't add up. It went the same way as when Bryce kissed me the last time yesterday, but even more romantically.
Feeling are lips touch I had to kiss him back and eventually it led into French kissing. I couldn't control my feelings. I then remembered Bryce... That made Cameron kiss me more fiercely. He was getting his anger out with the passion he was giving me. I trembled. He got even more mad. If he wasn't showing me passion I'm sure I would be beaten more. Maybe I might get it later from him...
When he finished. I saw Bryce come back. He could move. He tried to punch Cameron, but Cameron was too quick. He ducked quickly, and then, I guess for my thoughts and his actions, I was struck hard again with the whip. I screamed so loud. Bryce tried to hold back tears. It soon became completely obvious that he was furious.
"Why are you taking this all out on her? It's not her fault! It's barely even mine!" Bryce yelled at Cameron pulling the whip from his hands. I was so entirely confused. Cameron pushed Bryce against the wall, making a large dent. His fury made him push off the wall and push Cameron so hard he pretty much flew across the room into the wall. Anger was searing all through them. "Explain yourself!" Bryce growled.
"It's all payback for what happened. My one and only love fell for you, and you turned her down. I vowed since then that your only love shall only be hurt by you, causing you pain and grief, and eventually it would all end with her dying by your own hands. You won't be able to stop it from happening. She will die, and it will be your fault." he said chuckling.
"I've only been pleasuring her for my satisfaction and because I know it makes you mad. This girl wishes she never stepped foot in this house. She's already tried running away from here. She only stays here because she knows that she can't escape. If she could she would leave in a heartbeat. She'd rather live alone, with no family, and no hope then live in a house with two psychotic vampires..." he said as he made his way to the door. "Next time I'm mad or in the mood...She's dead." he said as he winked at me and then left the room.
"Alexandra, I'm so sorry... I need to explain everything to you, and I will. I can't right now though. I need to clean you up first.." he said as he picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bathroom to address my wounds as usual.
I had been ordered to dust the halls. I finally made my way to the hall where my room was. I then gazed at that mysterious door. Many times I’d looked at the door. I just stared at it, wondering what it was that was behind the door. I slowly made my way over to it. I had always gotten as far as touching the door knob, but when my hand would reach out I would wince knowing the amount of pain I’d be in after trying it. Though now the curiosity was eating me up. I had to find out what was behind the door. I slowly reached out and touched the door knob. I turned it ever so slowly, and slowly opened it. The door was then quickly pulled shut. I was turned and saw Cameron. My eyes went wide. I knew I was dead. “Were you not specifically told to stay out of this room?” he growled. I gulped. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the room he always beat me in. “Have you heard the saying, ‘Curiosity killed the cat’” he asked softly, chuckling. “In this case… you’re the cat…” he chuckled. I tried stepping back and he pulled me forward. He leaned forward, getting ready to let his fangs dig into my skin, and drink my blood until none is remaining. I winced. Bryce flung open the door. “Cameron. You know you don’t want to do that. She’s the one. If you kill her…” he said and Cameron sighed deeply. He pulled back and said, “Fine. I guess beating you will have to do for now…” He threw me to the ground. The instant he struck me with the whip blood started to flow. It stung so much, and it was hard to bare the pain of even one hit. He continued to beat me. He had to make sure I’d learned my lesson. The tears continued to fall. I just wished that they would kill me and get it over with. Cameron heard that thought and said, “If only it were that easy Sweetheart…”
