[Authors Note: I wrote this story whilst at a sleepover! Just a short story, written in first person- God knows why... Anyway, Enjoy! ...Lou x ]
'Désire'
We'd been doing it for months before they found out... Having sex, I mean.
Well, she'd been having sex with me. On my part it was more like... Anyway. When they did find out they said it was 'Sick.' 'Unnatural.' and they were right, that's what it was.
She'd kiss me, my own flesh and blood, a kiss full of tongues and lust... Tell me that she loved me in a voice dripping with poison.
'I love you, Nymphadora' she'd say 'I fucking love you.'
Then she'd let her cold hands wonder over my body, under my clothes and inside I was screaming silently-screaming for help within the confines of my mind but all that would come from behind my quivering lips was a whimper. Pathetic.
It always made her laugh how I couldn't fight back. That was the main reason most people doubted my acount of her prolonged sexual abuse, the fact that time after time I wouldn't fight her... but the truth is that I just couldn't. The things she did to me, I will never forgive but I'll always love her.
After a few moments of deafening silence, our ragged breathing in time with our racing hearts, the words would come to me. And all I could say was 'I love you, too.'
Because that's what lovers like we were say to one another... Isn't it? "I love you too, Aunt Bellatrix."
A brief story by Auntie Lou, Thank you for reading. Sex me up. ;D