So in my time in the Sin Kid Fandom, I've written a few short stories of SKs on Pastebin but now I feel is a much better home for me for a variety of reasons. So consider this a dump of old stories and a place for any new short stories I create regarding SKs.
Here's my first short story. An old dark one called "Hold Me."
Lori held Loan.
She'd never done such a thing with her since she was an adult.
But at that very moment the adult was now a scared child sobbing into the arms of her estranged mother, battered, bruised, and traumatized.
Lori could only rub the messy, tangled hair of her baby as the girl's tears along with the blood from her lips as well as the blood on her open chest stained Lori's shirt.
Across from the two was a figure, lying in a pool of blood.
He didn't die immediately. The man moaned and writhed in pain for several minutes while Loan could only stare in shock.
Shocked that she had ended his life.
She didn't mean too!
She didn't want too!
He came at her! The man broke in, threatened her and her mom, tied them to the corner, and had chosen her to "play" with.
He was going to do the same to her mom afterward...
Loan fought so hard but he hurt her bad...hit her with the gun, punched her, banged the back of her head on the ground.
The intruder practically mauled her breasts tearing off her sweater.
Loan could only whimper and sob as he bit into her chest...Mom was on the couch, tearing up as she could only helplessly watch her daughter in pain.
Loan managed to kick him off her as he pulled her pants down halfway The gun flew from his hands the other side of the room as man landed on his back.
She scrambled limited by the ropes around her arms and legs and fumbled with the firearm.
The bastard was on top of her in an instant.
It lasted for only a few seconds but its consequences would last a lifetime.
The loud BANG ended the brief struggle as the man stumbled back holding his chest.
Blood stained his hands and shirt as he collapsed on his back.
For several agonizing minutes, the man wheezed, gasped, and even whimpered in pain as he twisted like a dog.
Loan could barely snap out of it until Lori screamed at her to untie her.
The tedious process was only agonized by the man's dying sounds as blood pooled around him.
Lori was finally free before she was able to untie Loan's remaining parts.
By then the man was silent like a grave. The color was lost in his eyes as the light died from within him.
Loan could only stare at the corpse as Lori hastily freed her.
Without warning, Loan clung on to her mother as she gave heart wrenching, pained sobs. More harrowing than any time Lori had witnessed her daughter breakdown.
All she could do was hold and whisper words of comfort to her scarred child as the sirens and red and blue lights made their presence known outside.
