ok guys its been a month and ive done one chapter..i know shame on me but my kid hit the big 2 and shes nuts now. I turned 21 last
week too so that was exciting. All i can say is i have had tons of writers block but I think i'll be able to get back on track within a day
or so. Let's see what else I loved the comments they did help me to finish this chapter I apologize if it's short or has any typos I don't
really edit these things. I also want to apologize if it looks weird for any odd reason or doesn't look the same as the other chapters I
am forced to use my sisters laptop and she has no writer programs so I'm working with what I have. If it does look the same then just
forget I ever said anything lol Here is chapter ten! -Amber
Chapter Ten
(Bo.)
After Carly showered, she was sitting on the front porch swing under his watchful eye as he dialed Vincent. It went straight
to voicmail he never answered the damn phone.
"What now?" She tried to put as much edge in her voice without trying to piss him off. He didn't answer only studying her
small features..almost elf like and so damn innocent. He watched her cheeks tinge pink in a blush.
"We're going to look for Marly and Vincent." He smiled, taking her upper arm and hauled her to her feet. She watched him
slip a hunting knife in the case at his hip.
"What's that for?"
"I'm not the only dangerous thing in these woods, Darlin'." He smirked.
"What makes you think that they're together anyway? She could have killed him and is on the way to rescue me by now."
Bo had to stop to double over, laughing so hard.
"What's so funny?"
"They're together, Darlin'. Trust me." He grabbed her arm again and jerked her with him. They did a quick search of the
town until one place was left..the campsite.
Bo knew the woods so they were already almost there in a few minutes. He noticed Carly kept stumbling due to his grip on
her arm he slip his rough hand down her smooth skin to grip her wrist instead. She trailed behind him silently and he scowled when
he realized he was wondering what she was thinking. A faint noise reached his ear..a soft whimper that obviously Carly's ears didn't
pick up but he smirked already knowing what it was. Never would've guessed that Vince would get in her pants this fast. Bo put a
finger to his lips and glared at her to say he meant keep her mouth shut or she would regret it. Carly obeyed. He passed a low
hanging branch obscuring the clearing from view and peeked through the scattered trees. Bo shook his head, amused while Carly's
mouth fell open at the scene yards in front of them. Marly was riding Vincent. They were both naked on top of their clothes. Her hair
looked like liquid fire in sunlight, her skin flawless. He was honestly jealous of his brother foronce. So that's what she had looked like
under that dress...
He snapped out of it when Carly attempted to pitch forward through the bushes looking as though she would raise hell. He
threw his arm around her waist and jerked her silently to his chest. He had one arm around waist, the other covering her mouth. He
whispered in her ear as she shivered.
"Don't ruin this for them." He growled and she struggled slightly before realizing she wasn't going anywhere and leaned
back against him for support. After thinking Vincent deserved all the pussy Marly could give he realized the real reason why she had
struggled to step away from him. His rock hard erection was straining through his pants and poking her backside. He felt her knees
slightly tremble. Bo felt himself throb as he pressed his cock firmly against her. She let out a soft breathy whimper and something
clawed the inside of his chest over his heart to the point of pain.
"Does it turn you on?" He whispered silkily in her ear. "Watching your best friend and my twin brother fuck?"
(Carly.)
She watched her best friend fucking a man with a horribly disfigured face as though she knew him. What was going on?
Carly felt betrayed but all coherent thoughts ceased when Bo pressed his erection into her. He was so strong..she could barely
wiggle in his death grip and she could make next to no sound with his hand on her mouth. Her legs trembled from exhaustion. She
didn't dare refuse when his hand lightly caressed up her bare hip under her shirt..searching for the soft mound of flesh there. She
gasped as he pinched, tugged and teased her left nipple. Carly's head fell back to rest on his shoulder she had to lean on him
otherwise she would collapse.
Her mind fogged when he bit her neck and pinched her breast at the same time. The little sensitive spot between her legs
began to throb and she clenched her thighs together hoping to relieve some pressure but only made it worse. Carly, he's the enemy!
Suddenly, he let go of her stepping away. She hit the ground as her legs wouldn't support her and glared up into his
smirking face. He was so full of himself! He squatted so they were eye level.
"All you have to do is ask, Carly." He breathed her name in her face. "Please Bo, fuck me until I scream your name." She
blushed furiously but refused to meet his eyes.
"Come on," he snapped, grabbing her wrist again and yanking her to her feet. "We can wait for them at the house." Carly
somewhat noticed as she silently followed him to the house that he wasn't death gripping her arm this time or yanking her along..
"Sit." Bo said simply, pushing her into a wooden chair at their kitchen table. The whole place was cluttered but not as near
messy as it could be. Carly was chugging a water bottle Bo had slid across the table to her when the door opened. She almost
choked when she saw the man with the creepy truck.
"You've met my brother, Lester." Bo jerked his head in Lester's direction as he chugged a beer. As Lester sat down at the
table, smelling rough, Carly's eyes drifted to the hat on his head..Dalton's hat.
Carly stayed deathly still and silent as Bo and Lester mostly ignored her talking about taking apart Wade and Blake's cars
for scrap metal and selling it. They won't have a problem with money when they actually search the cars, she thought bitterly. They'd
been at the table, according to the clock on the wall, for twenty minutes when she spotted some weird looking deep scratches on the
floor. Just then the door opened and Marly walked in with that freak wearing a wax mask now. Their clothes were dirt stained and
hair was wild. The masked man put his hand protectively on her back and guided her gently toward the kitchen. He tried to coax her
silently to sit in a chair but she rushed to Carly's side looking at her bruised face and healing lips.
"Carly! I'm so glad you're alright. I went to look for you!"
How dare she act like everything was alright? Look at her face for God's sake..their friends were dead, her brother was being held
captive somewhere and she's..fucking some killer in the woods!
"I didn't realize riding dick was looking for me." Carly said through gritted teeth.
"What?"
"Oh..by the way," Bo grinned, standing. The air around him had become less tense as he broke out an actual smile and
Carly found her breath catching. "Welcome back, Ginger. Funny story actually. Lil' Carly and I were out looking for ya' out by the
campsite but ya'll seemed..busy so we came here to wait." Carly was relieved he left out their physical mishap. Lester, who probably
sensed some upcoming awkwardness, took his drink and stood.
"Well, uh, I'll be home in time for dinner..if there is dinner that is." He all but ran through the front door.
An awkward silence followed until finally Bo stood and nodded to his brother before taking her elbow and leading her upstairs.
"This is my room..you'll be sleeping here." he said, shutting the door behind him.
"What about the empty room across the hall?"
"I said this is where you'll sleep." he said and the way he set his jaw and looked at her made her swallow back her protest.
"Now you're going to sit, stay, and behave while I take a shower. I'll call Lester to get your stuff which car is it in?" Bo grabbed a
random towel off the shelf and turned to look at her when she didn't answer. She kept her eyes on the floor still not quite believing
the situation she was in.
"This just makes it official." She whispered. " I won't be able to get away..," He slowly walked up to her and she kept her
eyes on his boots. He gripped her jaw rather roughly and jerked her head up to meet his piercing gaze.
"No..," He leaned down to her face and she tried to jerk out of his hold but to no avail. The lips touched the corner of her
mouth. "You're not going anywhere." Once Bo was in the shower she looked around feeling utterly defeated. The only hope she was
going on was Nick's survival if he was even still alive. About ten minutes after Bo left Carly got up and inspected the room she would
be sleeping in. Maybe he'll let me sleep on the floor, she thought. It was pretty bare and simple though somewhat messy. Just a bed
in plain gray sheets and blankets, the walls were a navy blue with white trim with nothing on them. There ws a TV mounted on the
wall with no cable box just a DVD player, a dresser and a closet off to the side. Carly picked up the empty chip bags and beer bottles
only so she would have something to do other than sit here and feel sorry for herself. She was going to be in here too for awhile and
she hated messy bedrooms at least ones she was staying in.
There was a light knock on the door and Marly entered without consent. She had changed clothes and washed her dirty
secret from her skin. Carly couldn't help it..she just couldn't see her best friend in there..
"Please let me explain..," She began softly but Carly interrupted.
"Honestly, Marly. I don't give a fuck about anything you have to say." She spat out. "Our friends are dead. My brother is out
there captive somewhere and you're acting like a whore in the forest! I'm getting out of here one way or another. I'm going to get the
police here and I'll get you help. There's obviously something wrong with you." Carly felt a slight twinge of guilt when Marly sniffled.
"There's nothing wrong with me."
"I beg to differ."
"Marly..," Vincent breathed from the doorway. The creep's mask was on and Carly's stomach twisted at the thought of her
mentally ill friend getting taken advantage of. Carly left to go stand by the window and wait..
(Lester)
Sensing an oncoming awkwardness, Lester hauled ass out the front door and to his truck. It was a weird feeling knowing
that for so long the town, the house seemed so quiet and was disrupted so quickly. He did slightly wonder how Vince managed that
so soon in the woods. When he pulled his truck out of the driveway he had no particular destination in mind although it was still
always close to home. Now that Marly was back he hoped that things would go back to being tolerable, less lonely and quiet. That
was enough to drive someone insane after awhile. He thought love made people crazy but he was beginning to think people went
crazy without it. He thought of Bo and how in just a short time in the presence of that girl had him making jokes and being in a less
murderous mood. Of course Lester's heart soared for Vince, he could only imagine how happy he was. Kid in a candy store..Those
other two though, the girl and Nick, were to complicate things he was sure of it. Lester drove around the same dirt roads a few times
and wound up on the other side of the washed out part of the road. Checking out the campsite didn't seem like a bad idea he had time
to kill and a curiosity to appease.
(Vincent)
He wondered fora moment if he had gone slightly insane. He shouldn't have left her alone..he knew their trust had to
rebuild and his heart pounded in fear. Fear..it was an emotion he wasnt familiar with much anymore. He hadn't really thought out his
obsession he had for Marly..had just accepted it. His stomach gave a lurch threatening to gag him..a result of his fear. Marly had
been out of his sight for fifteen minutes and already he itched to find her..see her and confirm her existence. The intoxicating
different scents of her hair and perfume still fresh in his mind caused his heart to ache. He looked at the clock..sixteen minutes had
gone by and Vince couldn't stand feeling so suffocated. He crept up the stairs wanting to bury his face in her fiery hair and breathe in
the scent of life she naturally gave him. The shower was still running and he checked their empty bedroom before going further down
the hall. He paused in the open doorway of Bo's room. The girls were facing each other intensly but Vincent barely spared a glance at
the other woman as his eyes rested on the reason for his existence.
"Marly." he whispered more to himself than anything but she turned all the same when the other woman retreated to the
window...he hoped Bo hadn't dug himself a grave with this one. The look in her eye was fierce..she'd need to be watched. "I want to
show you something."
"I could use a distraction." She sniffled a little and left the room not bothering to glance back at the still figure. After
thinking about it for awhile he knew what would be a perfect distraction for her and he couldn't wait to join their bodies and get as
close to his girl as possible.
(Bo)
The bathroom was so full of steam that it made breathing difficult. All Bo saw through the fog in the shower was the blurry
shapes of the tile and the scars on his wrists. He couldn't get the delicious feel of Carly's lips out of his head and it made him sick.
Loneliness was a bitch. He knew he missed Lauren the only girl willing to kill for him who understood his addiction and helped numb
the pain aof withdrawal and she was taken from him..by that good for nothing bitch Andrea that should have been a rotting corpse in
the ground way before then. He smirked at the thought of how she must look now buried in the dirt..worms through her eyeballs or
whatever. A surge of panic built up in his chest as he realized how much of a pussy he must've looked like today keeping Carly and
her brother alive. I did for Ginger..not because I was lonely, thought. This whole time he was thinking he was steps ahead of the
game but in truth he was behind..that girl tempted him and he would have none of it. Turning the blistering hot water off he stepped
out and dressed quickly. Man he was going soft.
He found Carly curled up on her side of the bed just staring off at the bare wall, she didn't even acknowledge him as he
took in the sight of his trashless floor. For once Bo was speechless so he crossed his arms and stared at her.
(Carly)
The late afternoon sun shined on the floor as she layed in bed. She wasn't used to feeling so down and confused like a bird
in a cage with a murderer as her new didn't even bother pretending to sleep as said murderer entered the room so
silently it somewhat surprised her. When the silence was deafening she glanced at him just standing there like a weirdo, wearing
jeans and long sleeve button up shirt. DIdn't he know it was June? He was unmoving as he stage five creepily stared..he wasn't going
to stop until she announced his presence.
"What now?" Even to her own ears she sounded utterly defeated now that she knew she wouldn't be getting any help from
Marly. That poor girl..
"Hey. Pixie."
"Huh?" Pixie?
"I said are you hungry? We can still get down to yalls cars for your clothes." Clothes? If she brought her stuff in this house
it would be like no hope would be left for her..the cage door was closing and she needed to fly out, fly away with her brother. This
lunatic would never leave her any alone time to explore for Nick other than his showers she guessed. How was she supposed to earn
this hick's trust?
"Yes. I would love to get my things." Despite all the disgust welling up in her stomach..Carly smiled sweetly at him.