Kyle's Cruelty
This is my version of what happened when Kyle met Wanda that day in the bathroom.
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POV = Point of View
Warning: Rape and strong language. This does get graphic, so if you are uncomfortable reading rape scenes or anything of a sexual manner, click backspace.
Rated: M
The beginning is right from the novel and then it branches out.
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Wanda's POV:
I followed the familiar path to the underground rivers, my mind in a million other places. I couldn't seem to concentrate on anything in particular. Every time I tried to focus on a subject—Walter, Jared, breakfast, chores, baths—some other thought would pull my head away in seconds. Melanie was right I needed sleep.
I strolled over to the water; it now felt familiar and safe. The darkness and unknown spaces didn't bother me like they used to. I removed my cloths and began bathing and scrubbing them, the soap burned my cracked skin. I was now completely naked and almost done bathing. I exited the bath water and began drying off. I'd made it into my panties and bra when I heard a familiar voice.
"Knock Knock," he called from the doorway.
"Good morning, Ian," I said. "I'm just finishing up. Did you sleep well?"
"Ian's still sleeping. I'm sure that won't last forever though, so we'd best get on with this." At that moment I realized who stand in the opening. A man that hated me, a man so different from his kind brother. A man that wanted me dead. Kyle. Fear rose in my throat, and I stiffened. There was no way out.
Kyle's POV:
I hated that thing. Its kind had taken over our world and killed the people I loved and cared about. And now my own brother was falling for it, it was so obvious he had a crush on that thing. I couldn't stand it. How many times have I wanted to kill it--well I can't because if I do, Jeb will kick me out. Then where will I go? I could make it pay, make it want to leave, punish it for being here and turning my own brother against me.
The body it stole was Melanie's. Melanie was a beautiful girl, and she was so in love with Jared. My anger rose just thinking about it. I know exactly how I was going to get that thing to wish it were never born. I was going to fuck it so hard it would run out of here screaming and never come back. It would never bother any of us again. I would pound it until it couldn't walk. Besides I'd always wondered what it would be like to fuck Mel. She was so damn attractive. This way I would finally get to, kind of.
Wanda's POV
I was frozen in time.
Melanie kept yelling at me to stay still, be quiet and listen. It was all I could do anyways. My limbs would not move, and I barley wanted to breath.
Grab a rock, anything, something to defend yourself with! She kept screaming at me and I couldn't move. Wanda, do something! She screamed so loudly it broke my trance. I couldn't bring myself to be violent, it wasn't my nature, I couldn't fight another person even to save my own life. Mel assured me she could but I couldn't let her through the barrier in my head. I was doomed.
I pushed myself up against the closest wall, trying to be invisible, trying to make myself as small as possible. I heard Kyle coming closer, his breath deepening.
"Come on Wanda, I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to talk." He coaxed seductively. I ignored him and continued to back away from him. He came closer, I moved back. Until I felt myself pressed up against a wall. It was too dark and I was too disoriented to know where I really was or if I could get around him. My mind wasn't functioning and I was exhausted from the lack of sleep and fear inside me. Right now I was trapped and I knew I had no way out. Don't say that! You can escape, you have to fight him, we're not going down without a fight let me tell you that much. Mel yelled at me in my head. I didn't even have enough energy to answer her; I knew I couldn't fight him off. He was easily double my size and one of the strongest men I'd ever laid eyes on. Not to mention I didn't have a violent bone in my body. Kyle had been trying to kill me since I arrived; I guess I should have been expecting it.
He continued to move forward, until I could feel his breath on my face. He knew I was there. With all my might I made a mad dash for the door. I only made it maybe three feet before strong hands grabbed me tightly from behind. He pulled me to him from the waiste and I struggled with all the strength left in me to break free of his death grip. He pulled me in and leaned right into my ear.
"You're not going anywhere. You're going to pay for what you've done to my friends and family, and I'm gunna teach you a lesson." He wispered, hatred clear in his voice.
"Please don't Kyle, please. You don't have to do this. I'll leave and never come back." I replied, tears brimming in my eyes.
"Damn right you will, but first I'm going to make sure of it" He pulled me in tighter and dragged me closer to the cave entrance where there was a bit of light and the ground was flatter. I kicked and punched, and when that didn't work, I let out a weak scream. But before it could get anyone's attention, Kyle grabbed both of my hands in one arm and used the other to clamp my mouth shut. Crap, I thought to myself. I could now see his face in the dim light, a look of anger and almost animalistic hunger. I knew what was next; I knew what he was going to do, and I could feel his arousal start in his pants as he pressed me hard against him. Kyle was going to rape me, and then possibly kill me; I wasn't sure about the latter quite yet. I continued to struggle in his arms, I felt so weak, and when I punched or elbowed him, he didn't even seem to notice. Tears started to roll down my face as I let out a whimper.
"Shut up, Parasite" He yelled as he threw me to the ground hard. I felt my arms and bare legs scrape the hard rock and blood trickle down my left leg slowly. "Lets have some fun." He said in a seductive wisper that made me cringe. He moved forward until he was leaning over me smiling like an absolute creep. I tried to crawl backwards but before I knew it he was on top of me pinning me down. He began to run his hands up and down my nearly naked body. I wished I'd had time to finish getting dressed before he came in, but I guess it didn't matter much now. As he unhooked my bra and began to feel up my breasts all I could think about was Jamie, and Ian and even Jared a little. What if Kyle succeeded in killing me? Jamie had lost his sister once; he didn't need to go through that again. Kyle bit down hard on my nipple breaking my train of thought and causing me to scream out in pain. "You like that?" He teased, as his hands rubbed me up and down. Kyle then removed his pants and shirt while keeping his body weight on me to ensure I couldn't struggle free. I was so tired, yet I continued to try and fight him off best I could. I clawed at his chest and kicked with everything in me, but it only seemed to make him angrier and in return I received many slaps and angry yells.
When Kyle was down to his boxers he slipped off my panties and began to rub his fingers around my clit. Before I was ready he shoved a finger up my vagina, and seconds later two others. I had never had sex and neither had Mel's body. The forced pressure was excruciatingly painful. I cried out as tears continued to flow down my cheeks. Kyle paid no attention and continued to remove his boxers. His penis was huge. A whole new wave of fear stirred inside of me. A second later he jammed his whole self in. I could feel the blood trickle down my legs as he continued to pound me hard, thrusting over and over mercilessly. I cried out again and begged him to stop. He just said something about me deserving it and continued to thrust in and out. He told me I was tight and that I felt good. At one point he even took himself completely out of me and shoved his penis back in roughly, the pain was unbearable. I kicked and screamed until he finally released himself inside of me. He pulled out and I lay there barely able to move. He smiled at me.
Just when I thought it was over he flipped me over and entered me from behind even more roughly than he had before. This was a whole new pain, I cried out once more and continued to beg him to stop, sobbing uncontrollably. He thrust me hard again until I was in so much pain I almost became numb to it. I lay there crying while he used me like a piece of meat. I searched for Mel in my head but she had seemed to disappear, she shut herself out. Probably for the best, maybe it was a defense mechanism for her, whatever the case I was glad she didn't have to bear this with me. When he was finally finished he stood up, and put his clothing back on. He kicked me hard in the side and said, "I want you to leave and never come back or there will be plenty more where that came from." I felt my ribs crack from the kick as he strolled away humming. Kyle left me there naked, beaten and barely able to move.
I didn't want anyone to find me like this; especially someone I knew cared for me, like Jamie Ian or doc. What would they think? I lay there for what seemed like forever, trying to regain enough strength to move at all. Every breath was painful. Finally I began to crawl towards my cloths, which thank god were fairly close. Each movement was a struggle. I winced as I began to make my way over to my stuff. I grabbed my big baggy shirt and held it over most of my body. At lease I was somewhat covered up. I was just about to attempt to put it on when I heard frantic footsteps coming my way. I was scared, hopeful and embarrassed at the same time. What if it was Kyle coming back to finish me off? What if it was Ian, thank god, someone can help me. At the same time I never wanted anyone to see me like this.
Moments later a familiar muscular frame appeared in the doorway and halted in its tracks. Seconds later another one entered behind it. I quickly made the first out to be Ian and the second Jared. Great. I thought to myself. I was still sobbing uncontrollably and unable to really move.
"Wanda I thought I heard screams, and I was wondering—then Jared said it was probably just—so we—Oh my god, what the fuck happened to you?" Ian yelled running over to me, a look of intense pain and remorse on his face. Jared stayed planted where he was. He looked unable to move and he just stared in my direction, anger in his eyes. "Who did this to you?" Ian asked in a hard voice. His jaw was clenched tightly as he knelt down beside me. "I- I have to leave, I can't stay here any longer-I," truth is I could barely talk, my throat was so dry and rough from my screaming and my sobs were so loud I couldn't contain myself.
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