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Please note, The narrator, Death, writes in bold.
AN: Added a lot more to chapter 20! It is a finished chapter so you can go back and read!
blackhellbutterfly: I'm back! Just bored of this long quarantine! Hope it ends soon! Hope you're doing well and happy.
EmperorLeo: Thanks for reading as always. Our quarantine is until April 30! No work or school for me except just online school. Tired of being cooped inside all day. Feeling uninspired. What about you?
A/N #2: PLEASE NOTE IN THIS FIC: LIESEL IS NOW 16, BETTINA IS 14, VIKTOR IS 18 AND RUDY IS 16 YEARS OLD!
Chapter 21: Physical Manifestation
"Hey, Steiner are you awake?"
Rudy squeezes his eyes tight to further feign he is sleeping. Not that he is visible, it is complete darkness in his barracks. It is probably somewhere around midnight if he had to guess.
"Steiner, come on I know you're awake." Trausch whines.
Rudy rolls over, his back to him. Not too hard to do considering the most uncomfortable cot he is laying on.
"Steiner... Steiner..." The whining continues for what seems like hours even though it is probably just a few minutes.
"Ugh! What is it Trausch?!" Rudy growls. He detested his annoying fucking roommate. He is a stupid, dumb slob as far as he is concerned. He can hear his roommate sitting up from across the room, the cot creaking as he sits upright.
"What should I write meine Freundin?"
***GERMAN NOTE***
My girlfriend.
Rudy feels a twinge of jealousy in the pit of his stomach, a serpent coiling around his insides. How could a buffoon like Trasuch possibly have a girlfriend? The fucking numbskull. Just a few months ago he had a girlfriend, but that bitterly came to an end. She cheated on him with the lowest piece of Scheisse in all of Molching no less. He himself, being the second worst piece of Scheisse. He shouldn't get so angry at Trausch. It isn't his fault he hit a sore spot. He didn't know. Rudy didn't talk to anyone at AHS. In fact, he never even spoke. A handful of months back, he was also giddy and stupid over a girl like his annoying roommate currently is. Even then, Rudy didn't want to go easy on him for it. Let him learn the hard way what it meant to trust and be broken by the person you cared abut the most.
"She's not going to even read your letters."
Trausch is stunned at his coldness. There is a long uncomfortable pause between that lasts a few minutes. Good, Rudy thinks. Maybe now he'll leave me alone. Almost as if jinxing himself, Trausch speaks up breaking the ice.
"Why do you think that?"
"She's probably too busy chasing after other men." Rudy says, hoping his iciness will end this unwanted conversation.
"I don't think she would do that." Trausch defends her. "She's still a virgin too." Rudy scoffs at his naïvete. That doesn't make a difference. A cheat is a cheat. Virgin, or not. And Liesel as far as he knows is one. Whether, or not she is still a virgin now is up for debate though. He felt like he didn't even know her anymore. Lately, he is feeling like he doesn't even know himself. He has all this unresolved anger. Maybe it was always there though and only now it was starting to physically manifest in him.
"That makes it even worse." Rudy says snidely. Trausch seems to be intrigued, leaning forward almost, the cot creaks in response.
"Warum ist das so?" Trausch asks curiously. Rudy sits up, hoping to deliver the final blow to this jerk's confidence. He turns his attention completely toward him. "Why is that?" Rudy repeats his question. "Ja." The idiot says. Rudy leans forward and whispers. "Come closer so I can tell you why." He hears Trausch get up and stumble his way across the room. No doubt knocking over the poker cards again. His footsteps are getting closer until he Rudy knows he is within arm's reach. Trausch whispers. "Why are we whispering?" Rudy leans back, reeling back his left arm. He is left handed. "Shhh…" Then with all his might, he sends a punch flying straight into Trausch's jaw. Rudy winces from the impact, he may have fractured his wrist or something. The resounding thud, from Trausch falling unconscious and hitting the floor brings a twisted smile to his face. The fracture is totally worth it though.
In the dark, reaches over for the matches he has hidden beneath the floorboard and the mini cigarette stash there. He doesn't know when it became a habit, but he has picked up smoking whatever he can get his hands on. This time it happened to be tobacco. Mostly. He didn't know what else was in it, but it didn't seem to be helping his anger problem that seemed to be growing. He didn't care anyway. Everyone here seemed to be angry in some shape or form. Who was he angry at? He lays on his back. He tries to blow o rings into the ceilings. He hasn't quite gotten that good yet. Half an hour in, he feels himself hardening. Ugh, this again. Rudy thinks in annoyance. Stupid sexual frustration. He wishes he was at one of the coed schools. He is sure that it wouldn't be too hard for him to find a girlfriend himself. Or something similar to one, he thinks hornily. He reaches into the nightstand for one of Trausch's socks and places it nearby for later use. He pulls out his hard cock, grabs his shaft and starts moving his hand up and down. Was he really going to jerk off into his roommate's sock? Yes he fucking was. Later, when falls asleep he has a vivid dream.
He imagines a girl with dirty blonde hair and deep brown eyes. She was here with him. Liesel walking toward him in the ratty nightgown she always wore to sleep. The cotton one with the holes in it. Her body flushed red with arousal. "Come here." Rudy beckons to Liesel. Her eyes waver and she saunters over to him, climbing onto his lap. She is straddling him unabashedly, her gaze completely on his. "Kiss me, Saumensch." He orders her and she leans in, her soft mouth on his. They are making out, her hands in his hair, moaning and gyrating her hips against his. There's not much clothing between them, considering he is fully erect and naked beneath her. He can feel her wetness pushing against his cock. "I want you, Saukerl." She whisper moans into his neck, reaching down to stroke and grab his cock. Rudy reaches beneath her nightgown to slide her panties to the side, not quite taking them off. She feels warm and sticky. He pushes one finger inside of her. She is rocking herself against his hand. He inserts two fingers and her moans get even louder as she orgasms at his touch. He feels his cock tightening in anticipation. He is finally going to fuck her.
Then he hears a noise. Rudy looks up and sees a shadow across the room. It's the figure of a girl. The second girl had shoulder length platinum blonde hair and bright aqua eyes. She is wearing a sheer nightgown, her breasts were larger than Liesel's, full and plump. She is taller than Liesel by an inch or two. Bettina Steiner. Her eyes darkened with the lust she openly stared at him with lately. He felt uncomfortable when his family first took her in. Those empty eyes of hers that were usually full of anger and some other emotion he couldn't understand. He always treated her like his sister, but these past few months she had turned 15 years old and blooming into a beautiful woman. Could he keep looking at her like a sister? Especially, when she constantly made moves on him. She didn't seem to care that it was probably socially inappropriate for them to be together even if they weren't blood related.
"Bettina?" Rudy asks, shocked she walked in on them. He isn't sure to tell her to leave or just continue what he was doing. She doesn't answer. Rudy squints his eyes and just makes out her hand beneath her dress. Her panties are at her ankles. She appears to be masturbating while watching them. Rudy feels even more excited, he tries to hide it. "Bettina go back to bed." He says sternly. She keeps touching herself, moaning even. "Why? I know you want me to join." She says, her eyes boring into his. Rudy finds his eyes glued to her thighs, there seems to be something trailing down her thighs. Something clear and sticky. He finds he can't look away, as his lust grows. "We can't." Rudy whispers shamefully. "Didn't stop you from forcing Liesel, did it?" Bettina mocks him, gyrating her hips sexually.
Rudy looks away, unwilling to be a participant in one of her mind games. He will just pretend she isn't there. This is only a dream anyway. He goes back to his task of fingering Liesel. Without a word, he breaks her barrier and enters her. It feels so fucking good. She is riding him, moaning and he too is getting lost to her feverish heat. He pulls out and bends her over until she is facedown. He crawls up behind her and thrusts into her from behind. She matches his pace as they just go at it, panting like animals. "Where do you want me to cum?" Rudy asks.
"Inside me big brother." She says. Rudy pulls out in shock. "Bettina!" To his horror, it's not Liesel at all he was having sex with, but Bettina. She sits up, her aqua eyes darkening into an emerald green, a smirk on her face as she licks her lips. She leans in to kiss him on the mouth.
Rudy jolts out of bed, sweating and panting. His body is covered in sweat. And the inside of his pants are a sticky mess. Trausch is snoring loudly from the floor. Rudy hugs his knees to his chest, his breath still ragged. "Oh my Gott. What is wrong with me?" Thankfully it was just a dream. And dreams don't mean anything do they?
