Insanity. I've missed you. I am not sure how this all works but let's go with this, it's fiction. And BB is a little ooc for a moment. Get over it. Oh Disclaimer I OWN NOTHING. Oh and B and A action in this so beware, sorry yeah, Ew I know. Get over it. Eventually we will get were we need to be so it's blah blah. I love you guys, Okay, on with the story!
LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER BETWEEN B AND A. BEWARE! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! NO FLAMES JUST LOVE!
1313
Evangeline starred at me with pity in her eyes. I need no pity. Not from some pathetic woman. Not from anyone. I don't want pity, I just want my best friend back. I want this to stop. I want the questions, the interrogation, the pain, the memories, All to stop.
"Stop." I whispered in defeat, I felt defeated once again. Here I am, stuck in a straight jacket. On the floor like all the other crazies in this loony-bin. I feel myself slipping from the evil, 'crazy', villain. From the murderer... And I sit on the floor like a child hugging himself and hoping to have someone fix the pain.
"Do you need a break, Beyond?" She notices the change, she notices the pain. I bite my bottom lip, holding in a sob. "How about I pull some strings and get you into a shower?" I stop breathing. Does she mean it? Could I get a real shower? Not just a rag bath? I look up at her, eyes wide. "Hold on one minute, alright? I'll be right back."
She left the room and every second she was gone my fear of her not returning worsened. Every moment she was gone, the pain worsened. I was alone with my shameful self pity and I wouldn't get a shower... I knew I wouldn't. But miraculously she came back with two nurses, both male, of course.
One undid the straps on my straight jacket and another slid it off of my arms. I slowly moved my sore and bruised arms and shoulders. I slowly pushed myself off of the ground. Both men grabbed my arms and walked me to the showers. Evangeline waited in my room.
They watched me as I showered and for the first time in a long time I noticed my hair... It was again down my back and blonde... but the tips were a faded black. I twirled my fingers around the black ends and smiled. Then lifted my hands to my face. Still soft as a damn baby- twenty two and still no facial hair.
I even got to look in a mirror... I rather wish I hadn't. My body was a bit scarred from the fire of my suicide attempt. Tan scars littered my once flawless skin ruined my similarity to Lawliet.
When I finished my shower and time staring in the mirror, they brought me back to my room. Evangeline was waiting, something was different though. Her expression. I ignored it and sat down as I was strapped up again.
"Alright, something a bit different. How did you and A become friends?"
"Abbey." I muttered to Evangeline weakly.
"What was that? Please speak up, Beyond." She asked sweetly.
"Abbey, her name was Abbey. Not A, not Alternate. It was Abigail O'Conner! Her name was ABBEY!" I yelled at her but gave in and began when me and Abbey truly became friends. "It was a really stormy night and it was about two years after I came to Wammy's, we were fifteen. And after her many failed attempts to be my friend came this night..."
1313
I laid in my little bed, in the dark room, alone. It was cold and the thunder was keeping me up. I saw a flash of lightening before I heard it and then scream from the next room over. I rolled my eyes, 'Abbey is such a baby. Why is she afraid of such a stupid storm?'
I closed my eyes, intending on trying to fall asleep once more. But again, Light, Crash and Scream. It repeated a couple more times before I slipped into a half-conscious state. I was half asleep for about twenty minutes when a little knock on the door jolted me awake.
I stomped over to the door. Opening it to find little Abbey, crying on the floor by my door. I helped her up and stared down at her angrily. "What. Do. You. Want?" I was angry and tired, it was somewhere in between two and three in the morning.
"Can.. C-can I st-ayy wit-with you!?" She managed to sob out loudly. I was about to yell 'No' but she lunged at me and gripped my shirt. "I-I'll do anything... Anything" With the second 'Anything' her hand slid down my pants and gripped my soft member.
As a young, horny teenage boy... I took advantage of that opportunity without a second thought. "Get on the bed." I whispered to her and her freckled cheeks became flushed. Her hand slid from my pants and I closed the door shut quietly while she crawled into my bed.
I locked the door and crawled into bed next to her. I stared at her face for a moment before flicking my eyes to her hair, it had gotten longer, but still shorter than mine. I then focused on her lips. I leaned forward and kissed her lips lightly. She cringed a bit.
"What's wrong?" I asked her sweetly, though trying to take advantage of the situation at hand.
"I've never been kissed, I don't know what to do...?" She whispered and jumped as lightening struck and thunder roared. She scooted closer to me. I put a hand on her cheek and brushed away a hair from her face.
"Here, let me show you." I whispered, coming close to her face and planting a soft but forceful kiss onto her lips. She pushed herself forward, into the kiss. She kissed me until I forgot how to breathe, she was a quick learner, but she also had a great teacher.
I slid my tongue across her bottom lip, begging for entrance. She opened her mouth hesitantly and I slipped my tongue passed her lips and teeth and encouraged her tongue to dance along with mine. The kiss got heated quickly and my shirt and pants came off and her nightgown as well. Soon we were only left with our underwear. She wore no bra- as her tiny breasts needed no support.
I hooked my finger at the edge of her panties and slid them off, and then my own. Lightening crashed and she jumped from underneath me. My member brushing against her core. She whimpered- whether from fear of the storm or from the friction I wasn't sure.
"Are you sure?" I whispered into her hair. She nodded against me and I tried sliding in but it was too tight.
"Ow..." She whispered to me and I stopped. I realized I missed a step. I crinkled my nose as my cheeks heated up from embarrassment.
"Sorry." I whispered embarrassedly and slowly slid one finger inside her tiny hole. It was warm and tight and slightly moist. She moaned a little as I slid it back out a little, then back in. I added another finger, stretching her and she stiffened. She became tense and I leaned down and kissed her sweetly. She relaxed a tiny bit. "Do you want me to continue?"
"Yes... I think so... maybe?" She was unsure, so I slowly slid my fingers out but when I did, she whined. "Okay, okay. Yes, continue, please." She whined a little louder. I chuckled a bit and slid the two fingers back into place and began easing them in and out. Then a third and when she was relaxed with those I stopped and slid my fingers out.
She whined in protest but I leaned forward and distracted her from being penetrated with a kiss. Not a sweet one but an intense, heated kiss.
She bucked up in surprise and stilled herself. I pulled back and her eyes were wide. Her pale blue eyes looked white in the flashes of lightening. Her breathing was harsh and she looked afraid.
"Hey, it's okay, Abbey. I promise." I whispered to her. She looked a little less fearful and nodded at me.
"Oh...Okay." She whispered almost inaudibly and wiggled her hips the tiniest bit. "I'm ready for you to move." She breathed out, even quieter than the first words.
I kissed her lips quickly and slid out then thrust back inside. And again and again. In and out, in and out. She soon began moving with me. She began ignoring or forgetting about the thunder and lightening. Only focusing on our bodies moving. The slow pace we started with ceased to exist as we came closer to climax. She clawed my back and wrapped her legs and arms around me and she came. Her core pulsated, until I came moments afterwards.
I laid there until we both came down from our highs. She untangled herself from my body and I pulled myself off of her. She grabbed her gown and panties and dressed herself, as I just pulled on my boxers and pants. She headed for the door. I quickly panicked.
"Where are you going?" I asked her in a quick and harsh tone.
"It stopped raining. I'll go back to my room until morning." She stated matter-of-factly. But I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to bed.
"Stay with me, just tonight." I muttered, not even sure she heard me but she stayed that night, and every night from then on.
1313
"That was the beginning of what I thought was true love..." I whispered to Evangeline while hiding behind my hair.
"Was it?" She asked me.
"No. I loved her. But like a sister. True love is an evil emotion meant for your rival..." I whispered to her.
"So you admit that you loved L?" She asked me quietly while taking notes.
"No. True loves is the deadliest, most innocent looking version of hate there is..."
