Sullen times-part 2
While he sat in the study he held a heavy book in his hands, as he looked towards the balcony, dark clouds flying over him, lightning giving light to the room.
As lonely tears fell, he contemplated the recent events.
The once calm restful waves of speculation turned dark and fierce with the storm.
She was afraid of him. She had run.
His body shook.
He once thought tomorrow, the dawn would come the way he pictured it, that he could make his dreams reality.
But the beast was no object of hate for her, yet he killed a man, and cut her.
It was a murderer and Sage didn't hate him.
Her concern about that stupid necklace proved it.
How?
How is it possible?
How is it possible he saw the fear in her eyes, when that old fear resurfaced when he lost control?
He wouldn't have hurt her again.
She should know that.
The book slammed shut as Jim threw it across the room before turning to talk to his gang.
Tonight would be the night.
The freak would suffer beyond anything he could imagine.
Perhaps he would die.
A vengeful smile appeared on the man's face as he swiftly moved to the ballroom for an announcement.
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Edward felt his body freeze as the tender blade moved to his leg, pressing eagerly into the fabric of the blanket.
Aaron had gotten off him finally but, feeling the pressure of the blade on his upper thigh was no better.
The sadist smile pressing the blade through the blanket and onto the leather; He had already undone the straps during his last visit and now the bound man knew why.
"Don't"
Aaron shushed him pressing through the leather.
"Don't make me gag you again"
Tears started to flow freely as his captor started drawing the blade down the side of his leg, from his upper thigh to his ankle.
Cherry blood flowed onto the sadist's hand as he pressed his fingers delicately onto the wounds.
He moved to mirror his work on the other leg, pressing even harder, trying to control his excitement.
He cut through the crimson blanket and leather on the inside of his prey's legs, in a similar fashion licking his lips in excitement.
Finally a cut across his thighs so the fabric would fall off easily.
Aaron slowly pulled the tattered blanket off his pet noticing the heaviness from the blood.
"I shall mark you as mine in a place only I will see, love, but first I shall make your legs match that pretty design gracing your chest."
Sage meanwhile could hear everything though she could no longer see.
She could feel every cut Aaron marked Edward with, the worst pain on her inner thighs.
"Please stop," she whispered over and over again, hoping the sadist could somehow hear her.
Maybe he could.
Her love's heavy breathing and chocked sobs were all she could hear from him.
He was being so brave in comparison to her, as she started to sob from the pain.
He was being strong for her; she could feel it, because he knew she could sense him now.
Soon she heard the chains move as Edward struggled, feeling that it was wrong for Aaron to reveal any more of his body.
"Please," be begged.
The sadist didn't hear him starting to pull the leather protection from him once again as he started attempting to kick the man.
But his ankles were crushed as his supposed master looked him at him deeply, sitting on him.
"You will eventually learn to be obedient. Too bad I didn't strap your ankles down again. I trusted you would be good for me. But no matter, you will learn"
He laid himself over Edward kissing him again mumbling something about getting him a collar, before moving back and finally pulling the leather off his pet's legs.
His expression turned sullen, trying to hide the slight terror he felt
"What happened to you?"
And all Sage could see was his expression and she could only wonder what the sadist was seeing.
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Aaron could only wonder what happened as he looked at the mismatched skin tones surrounded by deep stitching and long scars. Bits of metal were by his knee caps as well.
Who had the audacity to do such disgusting things?
At least the sadist made beautiful designs on his art, compared to who ever got to his pet before.
Apparantly Edward had no idea how he got this way, leaving Aaron to conclude he had forgotten somehow.
"You don't know."
A simple statement.
The man sighed tracing the stitching on Edward's leg.
The sadist's excitement was gone, his eyes saddened.
"I guess I'll make my mark some other time love. If you remember what happened, tell me, and maybe I'll bring the girl to visit."
He was playing with Edward again, the man was sure, even though Aaron was sounding so serious.
He also seemed very serious as he laid over his pet and kissed him gently before leaving.
Sage was sitting on the chair by the makeup counter staring into the mirror.
She had seen the mutilation, her speculation similar to the sadists.
She had also heard what Aaron said.
What kind of mark?
She let the thought go, thinking about how hard this was for her love.
He must be so confused.
And if he did suddenly remember…
And if her speculations about him were correct being attacked…
His mental state might become a concern.
She could already feel Edward's terror and confusion.
If he suddenly remembered, she wanted to be there.
He might hurt himself in the blind terror of remembering.
She would visit him somehow.
She would get the needed keys no matter what it took.
But for now, all she had to do was wait until her captor slept.
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Jim needed to find Aaron, seeing as he was the best at breaking the freak.
He knew of the sadist's visit to the beast.
He wondered if the beast was trusted Aaron yet?
When he was tortured, would he look to the sadist for mercy?
Jim let himself laugh as he walked through the darkened halls, excitedly.
He loved storms; as much as Sage loved the rain.
Finally he caught Aaron who was smiling rather sweetly.
Three kings on a ring were thrown to him.
"Thanks. Have fun?"
Aaron's smile disappeared.
"His legs are mutilated. Too bad though…well I think I tenderized him."
"We're doing it tonight."
"Good, should be tons of fun. Want me to do anything else?"
"Watch the girl. I don't want to her miss the freak's big night."
Aaron nodded as the two headed back to the apartment.
The sadist took note of a metal rings that were bolted to the floor in the middle of the ballroom.
Tonight would be a fun night indeed.
The two companions had discussed their plan.
Aaron would wait in the music room, while Jim took a nap.
The keys would be on the nightstand, so the girl would not only have to get by the sadist but Jim too, even though he was quite a heavy sleeper.
Meanwhile the woman finally heard the door open and not one but two pairs of footsteps walked in, one went past her and the other pair went in the other direction.
She pressed her ear harder against the doorknob with curiosity.
A visitor?
Or was her captor expecting an escape?
No matter. She would escape with her love eventually, and nothing would stop her.
Plus, all she wanted was a visit.
She still didn't know where the key to Edward's chains were.
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Sorry for taking forever….I have my driver's permit test tomorrow and I am working on an experimental COMIC FORM of this story. I have the rough drafts up on my deviant art(link on my profile) and have 7 pages done already…well drawn, only 4 are inked.
Thanks a bunch to Blackwingrose for reviewing and looking/commenting on me art. hugs I will reply when I have less stuff to do…
Did I mention I am going to cosplay Edward soon, I just need to finish the hands….wish me luck everyone!!! (I'll be at genericon)
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Another question-
It's been thought by people and me to write a fanfiction basically about beating the snot out of Jim:
Soooooooooooooooo is there anyone who wants to co-write it with me?( It would be tons of fun I'm sure.)