Silent Hill 4 – The Room
Desperation – By Ashford2ashford
Rating: Mature – for Yaoi (Henry/Walter) and later on, graphic violence
AN: Wow!!! Those that did review this really seemed to get into it, so I'll continue ahead!! Sorry about the lack of updates…I'm just getting back on track now…
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Chapter Three – Running Scared
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Henry's thoughts –
My head is hurting…
I wish he'd let go of my hair, but he seems hell-bent on keeping me upon my knees and, as weak as he looks, one hand is enough to pin me there. I can't really move my head because every time I do so, he responds by clenching his fist tighter in my hair, and the last time I did that, I felt a few strands snap, so that's out of the question.
I think my eyes are watering from the pain…or are they because of the fear? I can't tell…I really can't…I've had them shut so long now that tears are filling up the inside of my eyelids and are practically drowning my eyes.
I've got to force them open…
"Unhh…that's better…"
What's better? Why did he say that?
I have to open my eyes…
Oh lord…oh what the hell??
That's…if I'm not mistaken…wait…why would I be? There's only one thing it could be and it's staring me in the face. I can hear this sick bastard chuckling to himself as my eyes can barely stay open due to the pain he's inflicting, and then there's…that thing in front of me…
What is he expecting? Who the hell drops their trousers in the middle of an abandoned subway, anyway? Why the hell would anyone want to show themselves to a complete stranger???
No…no…no…
That damn hand…forcing me…ah…the pain…in my head…stop pulling please…ah…no…
Then that's it isn't it?
I've never felt anything like this before…and I wouldn't really recommend it to any guys wanting to experiment…
This guy seems to be in raptures, and I can hear him moaning every time he thrusts into my face, choking me, and gripping my hair tightly, even though I'm not actually trying to escape this time! It's big…it's damn big…and I'm not exactly jealous par se…I'm kinda not too big or not too small myself…
I digress…
I think it's this thing forcing itself inside my jaw that's making me do so. He tastes bitter…and yet there's something sweet about him too, but it's really not my taste…it really isn't…
"Hnn…never…killed anyone like this before…maybe I should…Unhh…choke you to death?"
Was that him? His voice is so far away in my ears but I can hardly hear anything as it is, and this time he sounds like he's calling from behind a waterfall. Or is that the sound of my own blood rushing to my head? More importantly…what I did hear him say, I can't really believe can I? Kill me? He'd fuck my mouth to death or something??
Sorry…irrational there…but this is hardly the time for the rational thoughts is it? I'm not going to die in the middle of a subway with another guy having his way with my face! I've just gotten out of my own damn room for god's sake!!!!
I can feel my fingers scrabbling at the cold stone floors beneath me and yet my eyes are forced shut by the crippling pain in my skull. Also…I think the lack of oxygen is starting to get to me…he thrust in fully a while ago and since then hasn't pulled out…so I'm starting to get worried…wouldn't you?
So I'm reduced to pitiful scrabbling. Trying to grip whatever I can in the thick floor surface.
Dirt…dirt….dirt…fluff…stone…dirt….dirt…metal…dirt…wait? What?
Dirt…dirt….dirt…
No! What was it I felt before??
I can't breathe!!! Come on!! What was that???
Dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt stone stone stone stone dirt dirt…
NO! NO! What the hell?? Please!!! God!! Save me!!
Dirtdirtdirtdirt clang.
Clang?
Metal!!! Metal!! Metal!!! The Pipe!!!!
There…I have it…but I can't even think anymore…all I can feel is my head pounding from the pain and the blood in my jaw and his laughter is echoing like a distant pool…
I have to react…I have to…I can feel my mind getting fuzzy…
My arm jerks suddenly and I wonder whether it's enough…
And then he's out of my mouth and there's this freedom in my hair that I've never felt. I can feel the wind in the subway blowing through it and slightly stinging my sore scalp, but it's freedom…sweet sweet sweet freedom…
My eyes open harshly and I realise that even though my head still pounds and my ears are still blocked with the blood in my ears, I have to run…I have to…
But my legs feel like jelly and at first I stumble, the pipe clutched like a life line.
I dare a glance backwards and he's there, glaring at me with blood pouring down his head, knocked to the floor as I was by him…and his sick…sick…
Do I even have time to think?
My legs won't move! Come on!!
There…I'm stood and I'm running as though I've been shot in the ass with a pellet gun, but even that's preferable to actually being shot in the ass with the gun he's currently grabbing for…or the head…
I can't really register what's happening, but there's this horrible rush of air past me and my ears suddenly erupts in a shower of blood – I can see it fly in front of my face as I run and then there's a hole in the wall opposite me!
Now…is the time to run…whether my legs like it or not…and I've just about escaped him anyway…
"What the-?"
"AGH!"
On the floor again…how humiliating…
But I'm up in seconds and there's this woman…she looks startled…but never mind that…
"He…he has a gun!" I'm breathless, and she looks startled.
"Who has, honey?" She's looking behind me and I whirl around…
Nothing…
"But…" Yeah…my ear is still bleeding…suddenly her hands are upon it and she looks concerned.
"He…there was someone there…" I can feel redness in my cheeks and I'm leaning against a wall, cutting off our contact, but it's no bother to me…my ears hurts…
"Who are you?" She's kinda…yeah…voluptuous? Is that the word? Let's face it…my eyes aren't exactly drawn to the ridiculous amount of makeup she has on…
"I…Henry…Henry Townshend…" I have to look away from her…she'll make my nose bleed…
Hey…at least there's a person down here with me in this hellish world…and I'm out of my apartment…and I've already met the villain of this piece…so I assume…
But that's not a memory I wanna keep…
Ever…
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Ashford2ashford: yes it's been a long time, and this one may be random and short, but at least I wrote out the scene you'd all been waiting for!
Ciao!
