ON: Fair Warning: Seattle 2013 Section has some very minor graphic depiction of violence, please read on your own discretion.
Price House
Chloe clenches and unclenches her still trembling hands, her anger, her pain has not subsided, it grew. She can still hear the heartbreaking cries of her girlfriend, who like a little girl kept calling for her parents until her voice gave up and she passed out, tired, broken and given up. She picked her up and took her upstairs to her room, lying her down on the bed.
Ava and Alvin left for the motel. Joyce insisted them to stay but Max's screams and cries still echoed in the Price house, the suffocating silence was unbearable for them. They if not even indirectly caused Max's suffering but the mother and son were ashamed, saddened by the fact that this monster related to them. The vile, disgusting demon has broken an innocent girl, made her suffer, inflicted pain on her body and mind. They couldn't face Chloe and Joyce, they will not be able to face Max. So, they left.
David came home from his duty and Joyce filled him in. Even Chloe has never seen the man, this angry before. Related or not, David has already considered Max family, like a daughter. He might be a hard exterior but inside he is a man willing to protect his family, which includes Max also.
"I swear, I will kill that bastard when I find him" David seethes with clenched fists
Chloe for once agrees with him, "Dibs, and he should suffer for everything he caused"
Joyce looks at them, her eyes are also turned to steel, but she does not want her husband and daughter to become murderers, speaks softly "He will answer for his crimes. David, what are the police doing?"
"I spoke to Anderson recently, they are searching for him. But…" David pauses, and rubs his face, "They have no clue where to find him. Arcadia Bay is not a big town, but they haven't found anything which connects or links to him. As if he is not in this town"
"That bastard is here David, Rachel told us and she didn't lie" Chloe frowns
"Chloe, I am not saying he is not, but the cops will not follow a hunch for long. That prick is cunning and smart. He has been doing this for years and nobody caught him. If he really is in this town, he's not alone. Somebody is helping him hide" David hates to praise the monster but they are running in circles, trying to look for anything which exposes them.
"I will tear this place apart to find him. David, we cannot rely on the cops. They will do nothing" hatred seeps from Chloe's mouth.
"They are trying Chloe" David tries to pacify the angering Blunette, he has seen her raging side many times and most recently, at Blackwell.
"Oh, and they tried for that Megan girl's case too, right? What happened? The Prescott ran scot free. The cops here are a joke. I am telling you, they are not even trying." Chloe scowls as her anger rises,
David sighs, he wants to disagree with Chloe, but she is right. Megan Jones, a nineteen-year-old, sweet girl, shot dead by Nathan Prescott, under influence of drugs. The case and inquiry became a joke, they opened and shut the case, said it was an accident and the girl pushed this son of a bitch and the gun went off. Lawyers were paid, cops were bribed, parents threatened. The typical Prescott Family harassment and the boy only got away with a house arrest which itself is a joke and he can walk on the town head held high as if nothing happened.
"So, what do you want to do Chloe?" David looks into her eyes
"I will find him and I will wring the life out of him. I will kill him, David. For hurting Max, for killing her parents. No cops, no courtroom bullshit. I will kill him or I will die trying" She almost screams
Joyce, with a shocked expression looks at her girl, "Chloe…"
"No Ma! Don't say anything. I don't want to hear it. If it's the last thing I have to do. I will do it to avenge my Max and her parents. David, I don't care if the cops say he is in this town or not. I will find him myself" Chloe seethes again.
David looks in his stepdaughter's eyes and he believes what she says. She will not hesitate to kill this bastard. But he does not want her to become a murderer, He will urge Anderson to find him fast. But, somehow, he also believes that the cops are only stalling this search. He has no choice but only to wait.
He opens his mouth to speak but is interrupted by a cry, "Chloe! Chloe!"
Chloe runs upstairs, David and Joyce runs after her. She barges into the room to find a frantic Max sitting on the bed, face smeared with tears, breathing heavily clutching her chest.
"Max!" Chloe runs towards her and hugs her, "It's alright babe, it's alright. I'm here" She rubs her back
"Chloe, my mom, my dad. He killed them" she cries again as tears start falling.
"Baby, we will avenge them. Me, you and Rachel… He will suffer," She squeezes her girlfriend who grips on Chloe's arms and cries,
Chloe's eyes turn to steel and she looks towards David, "See what he did to her, what he did to my Max. David, no cops. No drama. Help me or don't help at all."
David looking at the frantic crying girl, her scared tear filled eyes, He grits his teeth, and his fists clenches. He says nothing to Chloe, and turns around, and leaves the room. He quickly descends the stairs and enters his workspace.
Sitting on the chair, he opens the drawers and takes out his dog tags, looking at them for a couple of minutes, thinking something. He places the dog tags again, and takes a few deep breaths, rubbing his face, he takes out his phone, and dials a number,
…
….
…
"It's me. I need your help"
Seattle 2013
Bill comes back, and see a despondent Rachel, with dead eyes, no longer watching the video, she's not even there, the screams have broken her heart beyond repair. She feels only despair.
Bill grins mockingly at the dejected blonde, he turns off the video, the room is suddenly filled with silence, "See, Amber, this is how dykes should be treated. She became a woman, a real woman, who craves for men. Not a homosexual garbage like you"
Rachel doesn't reply, she looks at Bill with eyes full of void and dejection. But looking at his face again, another surge of anger boils, but she feels helpless now, she cannot do anything. She cannot win from a monster, a demon.
But she asks him, in her broken hoarse voice because of all the screaming, "W-what are you going to do with the girl?" her voice has lost all the rage, all the hate, it is just monotone, dejected, full of despair.
"Max, she is special, I will not hand her over to anyone. I will keep her, she's will be my pet for her whole life. But she is a tough one, she is yet to give up. Still got life in her, still, defies me. But it will only be a matter of time" Bill gloats at the idea of destroying the young girl he has kept in his confinement for six months,
Rachel looks at him, 'I see, so she hasn't given up. Even after those bruises and battered body, they have done to her what they did to my angel, but she hasn't given up. Shelly, baby, please tell me what should I do? I cannot win from him'
A soft, voice calls in her head 'You have to save her, my love. You will save her, she still alive, she's strong. You must save her'
'How?' Rachel asks the voice, she knows it's herself projecting it, but she is trying to look for any glimmer of hope in her despair.
'You have the answer Rach, you always had the answer. You will save her, I know, my love, you will. I believe in you' Michelle's voice replies.
'Shelly, my angel. I miss you' Rachel sobs drying
'I miss you too, we will be together again. I love you'
'I love you too'
Bill's phone rings, he picks it up "Yes…? How many times should I tell you… I told you she is not ready…you made me work too hard on her. She's sick. Bedridden. WHAT?!... YOU DARE SAY THIS TO ME...! You and your fucking patrons, dare threaten me? Who do you think you are talking to? I see, so this is how it is. I understand… let me be clear with you… You will not have her… I will kill her myself than handing her to you… Oh, it's not a threat boy! I will… And I will come after you for this loss…" Bill disconnects the phone, "Those fucking bastards, they will not have her. If this is how it's going to be, then she has to die" He ignores Rachel and walks out of the room.
'He's going to kill her, he will kill Max. I have to do something'
She tries to shift the chair, but it's bolted to the ground, she twists her wrists, but are too tight, she shuffles, moves. But nothing works, she is tired, exhausted, mentally and physically.
She sighs, 'What should I do? What can I do? He will kill her, I have to save her'
The door opens, and a bruised Alvin enters tip-toeing towards Rachel, he's holding a baseball bat, ready to strike at anyone. His eyes fall on Rachel and her bruised face, his eyes saddens but again with a frown he quickly runs towards her.
"Alvin, he's going to kill her"
"W-what!?"
"Somebody called, he told on the phone that he's going to kill Max. He went to kill her, you have to save her"
"I… I can't. I can't do anything" He looks down,
"You can, you have this bat, take your chance Alvin boy. Do you like Max?" She asks him which still twisting her wrists to loosen the bindings, but to no avail.
"Yes, she's like a sister to me," Alvin says softly,
"Then save your sister Alvin, he will kill her" Rachel tries to convince the scared boy.
"What about you?" Alvin tilts his head towards Rachel, asking.
"See if you can find my knife here?" Alvin nods and looks around, there, on the table, a knife and a stun gun, he picks up the knife and looks towards Rachel, who since coming to this place, grins for the first time.
He quickly walks behind her and starts cutting the tight ropes, when he was almost halfway done, Rachel calls him "Alvin, this will take time, leave me and go save Max, I'll cut these ropes myself, Go!"
Alvin reluctant at first but looking at the steely eyes of Rachel, he gulps and nods and quickly leaves the room.
Rachel shifts the knife's angle expertly and starts cutting the ropes. She had practiced this countless times, her street life has many dangers, being bound on a chair is one of them, so she practiced, and practiced to know a knots weakness, where to cut, which angle to move the knife. It was easy, just had to have the right tool.
She was almost done but the door opens. Matt and Daryll enter, snickering and laughing. Rachel stops shuffling but her hands swiftly moving behind her, still cutting the ropes, she strains her muscles, so the arms do not look like they are moving, only wrists and hands.
"Look at this bitch, Daryll. Still glaring at us. She forgot how she was screaming and begging for us to stop" Matt gloats. Rachel seethes at his voice, her glare gets colder.
"It won't be for long. Father has no interest in her, but let's say, while he's having his fun with Max, how about a round with this one, she's hot" the hyena drools.
"We will. What do you say bitch, which one of us you want to go first? Oh, wait. Daryll was the first to take your bitch. So, it'll be my turn" He gloats
"You are too low for my taste, little man" Rachel taunts at him, biding time, 'Almost there, you sons of bitches. Just wait a bit, then I will rip your heads off'
Daryll snickers, Matt pushes him and glares at Rachel, "You fucking slut, your bitch squealed and moaned like a whore when I was doing her, she was hot. Too bad Father gave her up. He hates dykes"
Rachel grits her teeth, "YOU SONS OF BITCHES! I WILL RIP YOUR DICKS OFF, YOU MOTHERFUCKING ASSHOLES!" She screams at him.
He laughs disgustingly, and taunts her, "Don't worry, this dick will make you scream too, you whore. When I am done with you, you will beg for more" Matt gloats again,
With a disgusting smirk on his face as he advances towards Rachel. He unzips his fly and takes out his disgusting flesh and cups one of her mounds and squeezed, copping a feel.
Rachel grits her teeth again, "Don't touch me. You, asshole"
"I will be touching lots of places, you fucking whore" he gloats again.
Rachel grins…
Matt took a long time to understand what happened, he feels a hot sensation growing between his legs, he touches on his crotch and brings his hands to his face, his fingers smeared in red, He looks down, a knife, glints, stuck right between his crotch, Rachel holding the knife, grins again and twists it. He howls
"GRAAAAAHHHH! AGGGHAAAAA"
"THE FUCK!" Daryll yells
"STAY THE FUCK WHERE YOU ARE, ONE TWIST AND HIS FUCKING DICK WILL BE ON THE FLOOR" She yells back but twists the knife anyways, twists it hard.
"GGGRRRGHHH! GEEEEEHH!" Matt can't even scream, the hot sensation is gone, replaced by an overwhelming pain. He thrashes, tries to lift his hand to grab Rachel but the overwhelming pain took all his strength
With another twist, Rachel pulls the knife hard, blood spurts out, and the disgusting lump of long flesh drops on the floor.
"GAAAAAAAAAAHHH! ARRRRGGGHH! AAAHH! AAAHH!" a hyena screams, Rachel grits her teeth and kicks him in the stomach, "URRGH!" He drops on the floor, thrashing, his heels rubbing on the floor, holding his now empty crotch as blood spills like a fountain.
"YOU FUCKING BITCH" Daryll screams and rushes towards her, with his fist up, like a bull. Typical.
Rachel, near the table, picks up the screen, and smacks Daryll on the face, he's groggy, she kicks him in his stomach and he drops on his legs, she punches him on his face, "YOU FUCKING PRICK I SAID STAY WHERE YOU ARE! I WILL COME TO YOU TOO" She growls, eyes bloodshot, full of rage and venom. He coughs and wheezes, he is a big man but he's too shaken by looking at Matt.
Rachel turns towards the wounded hyena, remembering her angel's screams and this hyena gloating at her, raping her, her eyes turn cold and dark, she growls "YOU PIECE OF SHIT, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! I WILL KILL YOU! I TOLD YOU I WILL RIP YOUR DICK OFF! YOU RAVAGED MY ANGEL!" she stomps on him, repeatedly, On his face, his stomach, on his chest, on his, now empty, groin. He stops thrashing. But Rachel keeps stomping him. He's not moving anymore, lifeless. Rachel drops on the floor and screams, "NOT OVER! IT'S NOT OVER YET! SCREAM! YOU SON OF A BITCH! I WANT TO HEAR YOU SCREAM!" She punches the limp pulpy face, but she gets no response, another punch, but the lifeless body gives no response, he has stopped breathing.
She looks at Daryll, who's storming out of the room, "Oh, no, you don't" she quickly gets up, picking the knife and runs after him.
Bill wakes up, feels someone shaking him. He winces and gets up groggily, he feels a sharp pain from the back of his head.
"Wake up, you son of a bitch! She's free! Fucking hell, she killed Matt!" Daryll yells at his father "Where is that bitch?"
"Don't yell! What happened?" Bill, still in daze asks his son.
"That amber girl is free, she killed Matt, she... she fucking chopped his dick. She's coming here" He quickly helps his father up.
Bill shows no response to this news, only looks around the basement and sees no one "Where is this whore? Where is she?" he seethes through his grogginess
"Don't know, you were here with her. Fucking let's go before she comes" Daryll still shaken what he saw, cowers.
"Then fucking go, I'll see to Max later"
"There you are!" Rachel almost strides off the stairs and in front of them "Where do you think, you are going?" She's heaving, tired, but glares at the two animals. Daryll cowers, trapped like a hunted hyena.
"Amber, what did you do to my son?" Bill asks, trying to act calm but the throbbing pain on the back of his head, and the look on Rachel's face is making him sweat. In just one day, he lost a potential partner, his, supposed to be, masterpiece and a son. He's furious but he' knows this girl means to kill him. His palms are sweaty, and a chill is running amok on his spine, turns out he's a typical gloating coward.
"Dead. He's next, then you" She says flatly, waving the bloodied knife, her raging emotion is gone in front of Bill but a cold hatred.
"Amber, you will not get away with this" Bill growls
"Save it, I will kill you last, and I will take my time."
"Bill, Daryll?" A voice calls from the back, and Rachel is distracted for a second, looks back to see a woman standing, looking confusingly at them. But this moment of distraction gives the two hyenas a chance to escape. Daryll launches himself at Rachel, who takes a few moments late to avoid a full collision, falls on the floor, she's tired and struggles to get up, but is too tired and passes out momentarily.
Bill and Daryll run out only to see their car is not parked, "What the fuck! Where is the fucking car?" Daryll yells!
"Where is your car?" Bill asks him, still trying to calm the chill he's feeling.
"Outside, I parked it there"
"Then fucking go"
They run all the way from the large lawn towards the main gate, panting, heaving, like a pack of rabid dogs. Out of the main gate, Daryll bumps into the parked car, "She stabbed him, she fucking stabbed him on his dick" and flings the handle to open the door. It's locked.
"He's dead, open this damn door already" Bill pants, his grotesque body is not made for running.
He quickly rummages through his pockets to find the keys, he takes out the keys, and with his trembling hands tries to insert the keys but drops them. His hands are sweating.
"You fucking can't do a single thing without me, boy!" Bill picks up the keys and quickly unlocks the door, "Get in already, she must be near."
Daryll quickly goes around the car, and flings the passenger door open, and is about to sit only to be caught by the collar and pulled out. He falls on the floor, hitting the back of his head on the floor, he groans and looks towards his assailant, Rachel, looming on him, "Where do you think you are going?"
Bill seeing, no hope for Daryll, like a hyena, abandons his second son and quickly ignites the engine and rams the gas pedal, the car's tires squeals and turns on the concrete floor and moves forward speedily,
Daryll, looking at his cowardly father abandoning him, yells at him "You son of a bitch, you bastard, don't leave me here!" He curses after the cowardly hyena, but he's gone already, left the other hyena for the huntress, saving his own skin.
He looks towards Rachel who has her arms cross, and smirking at him, "Daddy left you? Too bad, so sad," but her smirk dies and her eyes again turn cold, steely, again remembering her angel's screams, this hyena pumped the drug in her arm and laughed at her groggy limp body.
Daryll, with his two hands up in surrender, starts crawling on his back, "Don't, please don't Amber, I am sorry, it wasn't me. He made me do it. That son of a bitch made me do it. I didn't mea- UGHH! AUFF!" Rachel stomps on his groin furiously.
"I- I a-am sorry. P-please, forgive me. Don't do th-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" the hyena's begging is interrupted by the huntress, and the hyena cowers, sniveling, holding his painfully hurting groin in one hand and another hand still raised in surrender, sniveling, cowering. He saw what she did to Matt.
Rachel sighs, trying to block the screams she hears in her head, screams of her angle being ravaged, tormented, and maimed by these hyenas. She screams, howls, to block the screams in her head, howls until her own voice is gone hoarse. Daryll is frozen. She looks at him, her eyes void, black, dead, in her vision is her angel's wings being torn by a pack of hyenas. She leans in "You want me to forgive you?" she speaks through her hurting hoarse voice, but it makes her even more savage and dangerous.
Daryll's blood freezes in his veins, he shivers but only sees death in Rachel "You are asking the wrong person. I am not her, she might have forgiven you, she was an angel. I am not her, I am not" She gets up "I am your worst nightmare, the end of your miserable life. I will see you in hell"
Daryll starts begging frantically "No! no, please no, I am so-" Rachel raises the gun and fires straight at him, *BANG BANG BANG* Daryll clutches his new punctured wound trying to block the spilling blood, takes a few ragged breaths, struggling to breathe but only a few moments later, his body goes limp,
Rachel, again looks at the lifeless body of the dead hyena, with an expression void of every emotion. The screams in her head stop momentarily as if her angel has been pacified, but she knows the screams will return, haunt her, it's the beginning of her nightmares. With the same stoic expression, she looks up towards the sky, as if searching for her angel "Two more, my love, just two more. You will be avenged, and it will be over… This… this nightmare of mine"
Girls Dorms
Kate, leaning on her bed, absentmindedly flips pages of the book she's holding. She likes reading, but today her thoughts are distracted. She keeps thinking about the beautiful hazel eyed blonde, Rachel. She recalls the event that happened on Saturday. She remembers the scared and frantic look on the taller blonde's face. Her expression was as if she has lost hope of living and on the verge of a breakdown.
Kate was always the reserved one. Her father, Richard Marsh is a loving doting father, but her whole life has been dictated by the rules of her Mother, and the church. She never thought to herself, never had the opportunity to. Her life is made up of rules, do and do not, like a puppet, never to question anything the church and her belief ordains. She should not, she loves her religion and its teachings. The ideas of good and evil deeds, it has been imprinted on her but never encouraged to use her own judgment. In the rules of her mother and her church, there is no room to question a deed, it is either good or bad, a sin or goodness.
So, she never partied, or took part in any activity normal teenagers would do. She only expressed her feelings to the Lord, in a confined space, in secret. She never had many friends apart from a few from the church. It's not like she is not happy, she should be, her life is blessed with a family, even though controlling and judging, but she loves her Father, Mother, and her two sisters. She has friends, Max, Rachel, Chloe, Dana. She should feel happy. Yet, she feels a void has opened inside her.
She has questions growing in her head, Last week's events had made her think, made her question, where her life is leading, what she is living for. The void gets bigger, she feels empty.
Her thoughts steer to a certain someone. She remembers how the mesmerizing blonde leaned to her, scared, trembling and herself embracing the frantic bigger girl. Kate felt she wanted… no, not wanted, she needed to hold the girl, before that fragile scared girl broke. She felt if she didn't, she will lose her and she did not want to lose her.
'Why did I feel like that?' she thinks 'Why do I have this feeling that Rachel needs me? That, I should be with her?' Her heart thumps on this thought, 'But she has been through so much. She was alone, in all her life, she said she was never loved by anyone. And the only person who loved her for who she was, was taken away from her' a sadness falls on her soft, beautiful hazel eyes and she tears up for the lost girl.
She looks at her pet bunny Alice, oblivious of the malice of the world, nibbling on her snacks, 'Poor Michelle, her killers should be punished. May God strike his judgment on those monsters. They have hurt so many, Michelle, Rachel, Max, so many other girls.'
Her thoughts again steer towards Rachel, 'Why should she suffer so much, Lord?'. She closes her eyes and joins her hand in prayers 'Please ease her sufferings. She is so hurt, so lost. I know she masks it with a happy face. She pretends to be happy but her eyes always look full of sadness. I wish I could do anything to ease it. Please, Lord, give me strength. I want to help her. Please give her hope. Please give her peace.' A few droplets of tears forms between her eyelids and falls when she blinks. She feels the sadness of the older blonde and an ache in her heart.
She opens her eyes on the soft rap at the door. She wipes her eyes and gets up and opens the door and sees the girl of her thoughts standing in front of her, heads down, but Kate notices the red swollen eyes.
"Rachel?" The taller blonde does not reply, "Come on in," She holds her hand and leads her inside, closing the door behind her. Rachel doesn't move. Kate looks at her, tries to speak, but hears a sniff "Rach, what happened?"
Rachel turns around and her lips trembled, "Kate, I am tired. W-what should I do? Please tell me?"
"Rachel, what are you talking about, please sit down and tell me everything" Kate leads her to the couch and sits her down, sitting next to her. She holds her hand, "Rach, tell me what happened?"
Rachel looks at the Christian girl, looks into her soft hazel eyes, she sniffs and tells her about Max, about her parents. Kate's eyes widen in shock and then softens with sadness, tears brim in her eyes. Rachel tells Kate about Max's breakdown, the agonizing painful screams of a lost girl, the way she called her parents. Kate sobs, and sniffs 'How much Max has to suffer, how much.'
"Kate, they finally destroyed her, they won. She lost everything, her life, her home, her parents, her youth, happiness. Everything" Rachel sniffs, "I lost, Kate. I lost. I promised Shelly that I will protect Max, I will save her. But I lost. No matter how much I fought, how much I suffered, but those monsters won"
"Rachel…" Kate takes her hands and holds them, "Rachel, you have not lost, not yet. We can help Max, we will help her, she will get justice, Michelle will get justice"
"No, Kate… I've lost, they killed her parents, they took three years of her life, they tortured her"
"But you saved her Rachel, you saved her from that hell. You brought her back to Chloe, she's alive. And those vile men, they will face justice,"
The older blonde looks at Kate, with a longing, an emotion Kate tries to understand, but she also sees fear in Rachel's eyes, "Kate, I am in a nightmare. I have done so many unspeakable things to get my revenge. Yet I am still unable to wake up from this nightmare. It's eating me from the inside. I am tired. I cannot sleep, If I sleep, I go deeper into the nightmare. I feel so empty like a void has opened up in my chest, I cannot bear it anymore. I am lost. I have nothing," Rachel takes her face in her hands and leans to her knees, trying to stiffen the sobs, she's unable to hold in front of the younger blonde.
Kate, unable to look at the distraught Rachel, her own lips trembles, she takes her hand and looks in the sobbing girl's hazel eyes. She's feeling the same as her, an emptiness, a void, an Ache. Yet, when Kate looks at Rachel, the void, all of a sudden, fills up, as if not there. The aching is seized. She looks at the blonde again, and something grows inside her. A realization, as if her Lord had decided to reveal it to her, why she felt empty, why she felt the void, all those questions, all those thoughts, the empty longing void, needing to be filled up, which she feels is not there anymore, not when this distraught, hurt and tired girl is with her.
Kate realizes with a thump of a heartbeat, with a growing warmth in her chest, and as if something is guiding her, making her lean close to the older blonde and telling her, she should hold this girl, she should fill the void in the bigger girl's heart. She leans further in, her heart thumps faster, a fear grips her but still she keeps leaning in. Somewhere in her mind, she hears a nag, this is not right, but another voice tells her no, this is it, this is what you are looking for, this is what is revealed to you, grasp it, feel it, cherish it, Let Him be the judge. And she leans further, her lips parts slightly. Her hand trembles which she raises slowly and cups the older blonde's face, who has stopped sobbing, and looks at her, as if entranced, her eyes dancing, showing thousands of emotions, yet stuck on the younger blonde's eyes. A hot shuddery breath hits her, a thousand thumps of heartbeat and then a connection. She feels the soft lips. Her ears ringing, yet the sound from outside has stopped. The void is gone. Only a longing connection.
Their lips part and the connection is gone, the void returns but their eyes are connected, speaking, no more fear in them, a sadness, but also a hope, they hear a sigh, whose, they don't know but they both yearn, again, lean in, again connected. Their hands touched, fingers filling the gaps, and joins together, tight, not intending to let go. They kiss, wanting, filling each other's void, needing. Separate again, breathe, joined again. Breathing life into each other.
They separate again, they don't know for how long they have been connected, how much time passed, but they don't care. Time does not exist for them, only the moment. Foreheads joined,
"Kate…" Rachel whispers her name.
"Rach. You are not alone, you have me…" The Christian girl replies,
"I am a monster…"
"You are not…"
"A murderer…"
"A savior…"
"I killed people…"
"To avenge an angel…"
"I have blood on my hands…"
"Of monsters…"
"I will kill again…"
"I will stay by your side…"
They look into each other eyes, there is silence, words that were not spoken, but felt. They do not need to tell each other. Rachel lies down and put her heads on Kate's lap, she feels her monsters will not return this time, the screams will not haunt her, she can finally sleep, without nightmares, she found her angel again. Kate smiles and runs her thin fingers through the older blonde's hair. Soon, Rachel starts snoring softly.
Another smile grows on Kate's face, she still has fears, of this unknown feeling, but right now, at this moment, she only cares about this girl who has suffered her whole life and lost her only solace once.
'Rachel, I don't know if I will ever be able to take your angel's place. But, I will stay by your side, I will fight with you. I will pray for you and I will love you.'
EN: Hey guys, back again.
Okay, so the previous chapter was a bit too much for me to write. Sometimes the writing triggers bad memories, and it happened to me.
To make up for that, some satisfying revenge scenes. I am still not good in depicting exciting violent fight scenes. But Hey, I tried. And personally I am satisfied with this much, Bill... will be a different matter. Two more to go.
David, yep. He's the man! and he's bringing calvary, maybe a good idea to introduce an OC, or just a background story?
Also a little light on the Prescotts, thing is, Prescotts are not part of my AU, yet, But it's not October either. Instead of Rachel, I wanted Nathan to have someone in his head, this Megan character is replacing Rachel from the PU (Prime Universe).
And, AmberMarsh is official. Went a bit over dramatic there, but loved writing it. What their future holds. We'll find out in the future chapters.
Until Next time