Easier to run
Running away is so much easier than facing the pain. Can love heal two bruised souls? An innocent female and an attractive Egyptian boy are merged together by having one thing in common, a dark secret noone can ever know about! BakuraXShizuka
With tragedy comes the need for justice to be served but its so much easier to run.
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Chapter one
Memories suppressed
He arches back and moans softly. Fingernails dig into his flesh; he closes his eyes and yelps while the man behind him pushes forward. Harder and harder he pushes himself in to Bakura, he pants heavily. Sweat drips from his forehead. Bakura remains bent over the wooden desk with his body exposed and an engaging display of fear is glistening in his large eyes.
Every inch of his body aches. He yells "please stop" but the man only penetrates him more fiercely. He thrusts his hips back and forth with such strength; the ashen haired boy cannot break free from the grasp this man has him in.
"Ah", the raspy sound of his voice echos in Bakura's ear as the predator finally comes to a climax and withdraws himself from the trembling prey lying helplessly over the wooden desk.
Suddenly Bakura opens his eyes. He gasps when he wakes up in his own bed 6 months later. His screams are silenced by his heavy breathing which almost burns his lungs. He wipes his forehead with his hand and curls up under the sheets. He quivers as a tear escapes from one of his crystal coloured eyes.
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"Now are you going to be a good girl?"
He asks.
Serenity shivers. She doesn't reply. She is too scared to talk. He runs one of his hands up Miss Wheeler's skirt. The other hand is placed firmly against her back. With force the man removes her blouse and skirt. He then moves his hand away from her leg and cups it around covering her screaming. He tells her not to shout. He presses her against the black board while he enters Serenity from behind. Her body tingles and her innocent eyes water. The pain is so intense and there is no way she can escape from his clutches. He twists both of Serenity's hands behind her back and proceeds to enter her from the front this time. Her back is slammed against the board. She pants and cries but he tells her that noone can hear her scream. His voice is so cold and dark, Serenity believes his words, and she has no other choice. His hands feel like ice on her breasts and he thrusts himself up and down until he gets his fill. Groaning in delight, he kisses her mouth with his tongue inside. The feeling of his soft wet tongue swirling against hers makes her squirm. Her cheeks are bright red and her long hair is sticky from sweat.
Serenity closes her green eyes to melt away from the horror of what she is experiencing. She then awakens in her bedroom warm, safe and dry. She sits up and feels her heart beat. It is so fast that she thinks it will burst out of her skin. Serenity does not scream, that would only worry her elder brother asleep in the next room. Instead she rests her head against the soft pillow and lets her silent tears send her back to sleep.
Drenched in fear the two teenagers face every night haunted by their past violation that they want no body to know about. All that remains of the man who did this is his face, permanently stuck in their memories when they close their eyes.
To be continued
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Will Serenity and Bakura's pasts haunt them in secret forever?
Will they tell anyone?
Will the vile offender be exposed?
"Something has been taken from deep inside of me
A secret I've kept locked away noone can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show, they never go away
Like moving pictures in my head
For years and years they play"
