SORRY! Chapter six was deleted due to a water spill. ::swears:: And I had to rewrite, AGAIN. I apologize to all for the long agonizing wait. ::bows:: I promise to keep this up till the end even if it kills me.
I TELL YOU AGAIN THIS DEALS WITH ABUSE, AND RELATIONSHIP RAPE AT TIMES DO NOT GO ON FURTHER IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE ENOUGH FOR THESE SUBJECTS.
Disclaimer I don't own PSoH and I don't give a flying hoot about you guys that think I don't know PSoH. You can kiss my ass.
Dr. Carter stood above D, as D frantically scrubbed at the red spot on the floor. Reddish soap bubbles quickly built up around D's fragile hand. Dr. Carter's, friend the vet arrived in time, but it was still uncertain whether or not D's interesting pet would live. One more time, Dr. Carter grabs at D's arm. Once again D pulls away. This time D freezes, his hair resting to cover his eyes.
"I thought it was just between me and him." D whispers. "But when Tet-Chan got hurt today it's unforgivable."
"You pet will be fine." Dr. Carter rests a hand on his shoulder. "It was not your fault."
"Yes, it was."
"No, it wasn't."
"Yes, it was, now go away!" D shouts not wanting to hear it.
"You know how to get hold if me. I'll check up on you in the morning."
Dr. Carter left, not wanting to push D any further. He knew the people being abused needed to find there own way out. Forcing would not be useful, but if it came to it, Dr. Carter would intervene.
D collapses and rests his head on the hand holding the brush. A loud cry escaped his lungs and rang through the petshop. It was not supposed to be like this. At one time Leon was loving and caring, to the point of over protection.
What happened? D felt as if he pushed Leon over that edge. That it was him that caused all the pain. Still something inside of him stirred and told him he was wrong. Angrily D clutches the scrub brush and chucks it through and into the wall. Scattering several pets.
"My you have a temper tonight." A voice snakes from the darkness.
D's anger boiled as he recognizes Leon's voice. "Get out of here!" D screams.
"Don't! Talk to me like that." Leon warns as he emerges from the darkness. "Who were those men tonight."
"None of your business." D turns to the defensive.
Leon lunges at D and grabs his hair. "I told you not to talk like that me tonight. And look," Leon pushes a box of chocolates in D's face, "I even brought you a sorry present. Ungrateful bitch."
D cringes and swipes at Leon with his nails, cutting for crimson lines in his skin. Leon howls, dropping the chocolates as he pushes Leon to the ground. He was loosing more control now that D fought him, his mind screamed to make D pay.
"Your gonna pay for that D." Leon roared and pins Leon to the floor.
D tried to fight but the grip Leon had was strangling his arms. Cutting off the circulation to his hands. Tears feel from D's eyes but Leon didn't hear. Leaning down Leon kissed D, or rather bit him. Blood flowed down D's lip as once again Leon over powered him and stripped him of his clothes to take advantage of him.
'This is not the way of your kind', that thought raced through D's mind as Leon tortured his body. 'Your of a nobel line, yet your over powered by a mere human'. A scream escapes D's lungs, coincidentally at the same time Leon forces into him. This was not the way of his kind.
D goes limp his body torn, and invaded. Leon was still not done with him. And with every pound, D contemplates ways to end his misery. Then he remembers the two people that cared, that were trying to help him. Suddenly something rises from deep with in D.
Before D could realize what went down he was on top of Leon, teeth sunk into Leon's neck. Leon was making an inhuman noise, as the taste of blood fills D's mouth. Horrified D pulls back, he had drank a good portion of Leon's blood. Scared D pulls back and rushes to his bathroom and locks himself in.
"What's going on with me." D cries to himself.
****
D didn't know how long he sat crying on the floor of the bathroom before he herd the shop being exited. Leon must have regained consciousness, and had just enough strength to drag himself out. Using the door for support D pulls himself off the floor, and looks at himself in the shattered mirror.
Gone was his beautiful white skin, as perfect as the most expensive pearl. Now it was red, and filled with bruises and cuts. Even with the glass remaining D could see the hand prints D left on his arms. They were as black like his hair with a bluish rim.
Sighing in depression D rests his hands on the sink, and lowers his head. Only if his father could see him today, what a pathetic looser his dad would see. Even Q chan left his side.
D traces Dr. Carter's words, his mind like a broken shard of glass. His wife got help, and she never got away. Left her widowed husband with her killers kid. Gone was the fact in D's mind, that Dr. Carter's wife never got all the help she needed to get away.
A sharp pain fills D's body, he clutches his stomach. Staggering backwards D leans against the wall. The pain filled him and grew more and more. What could be wrong with him.
***
Sorry, almost 4 am. Have to wrap this up. I HOPE this saves right. ::bows to all:: sorry for the LONG delay.
I TELL YOU AGAIN THIS DEALS WITH ABUSE, AND RELATIONSHIP RAPE AT TIMES DO NOT GO ON FURTHER IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE ENOUGH FOR THESE SUBJECTS.
Disclaimer I don't own PSoH and I don't give a flying hoot about you guys that think I don't know PSoH. You can kiss my ass.
Dr. Carter stood above D, as D frantically scrubbed at the red spot on the floor. Reddish soap bubbles quickly built up around D's fragile hand. Dr. Carter's, friend the vet arrived in time, but it was still uncertain whether or not D's interesting pet would live. One more time, Dr. Carter grabs at D's arm. Once again D pulls away. This time D freezes, his hair resting to cover his eyes.
"I thought it was just between me and him." D whispers. "But when Tet-Chan got hurt today it's unforgivable."
"You pet will be fine." Dr. Carter rests a hand on his shoulder. "It was not your fault."
"Yes, it was."
"No, it wasn't."
"Yes, it was, now go away!" D shouts not wanting to hear it.
"You know how to get hold if me. I'll check up on you in the morning."
Dr. Carter left, not wanting to push D any further. He knew the people being abused needed to find there own way out. Forcing would not be useful, but if it came to it, Dr. Carter would intervene.
D collapses and rests his head on the hand holding the brush. A loud cry escaped his lungs and rang through the petshop. It was not supposed to be like this. At one time Leon was loving and caring, to the point of over protection.
What happened? D felt as if he pushed Leon over that edge. That it was him that caused all the pain. Still something inside of him stirred and told him he was wrong. Angrily D clutches the scrub brush and chucks it through and into the wall. Scattering several pets.
"My you have a temper tonight." A voice snakes from the darkness.
D's anger boiled as he recognizes Leon's voice. "Get out of here!" D screams.
"Don't! Talk to me like that." Leon warns as he emerges from the darkness. "Who were those men tonight."
"None of your business." D turns to the defensive.
Leon lunges at D and grabs his hair. "I told you not to talk like that me tonight. And look," Leon pushes a box of chocolates in D's face, "I even brought you a sorry present. Ungrateful bitch."
D cringes and swipes at Leon with his nails, cutting for crimson lines in his skin. Leon howls, dropping the chocolates as he pushes Leon to the ground. He was loosing more control now that D fought him, his mind screamed to make D pay.
"Your gonna pay for that D." Leon roared and pins Leon to the floor.
D tried to fight but the grip Leon had was strangling his arms. Cutting off the circulation to his hands. Tears feel from D's eyes but Leon didn't hear. Leaning down Leon kissed D, or rather bit him. Blood flowed down D's lip as once again Leon over powered him and stripped him of his clothes to take advantage of him.
'This is not the way of your kind', that thought raced through D's mind as Leon tortured his body. 'Your of a nobel line, yet your over powered by a mere human'. A scream escapes D's lungs, coincidentally at the same time Leon forces into him. This was not the way of his kind.
D goes limp his body torn, and invaded. Leon was still not done with him. And with every pound, D contemplates ways to end his misery. Then he remembers the two people that cared, that were trying to help him. Suddenly something rises from deep with in D.
Before D could realize what went down he was on top of Leon, teeth sunk into Leon's neck. Leon was making an inhuman noise, as the taste of blood fills D's mouth. Horrified D pulls back, he had drank a good portion of Leon's blood. Scared D pulls back and rushes to his bathroom and locks himself in.
"What's going on with me." D cries to himself.
****
D didn't know how long he sat crying on the floor of the bathroom before he herd the shop being exited. Leon must have regained consciousness, and had just enough strength to drag himself out. Using the door for support D pulls himself off the floor, and looks at himself in the shattered mirror.
Gone was his beautiful white skin, as perfect as the most expensive pearl. Now it was red, and filled with bruises and cuts. Even with the glass remaining D could see the hand prints D left on his arms. They were as black like his hair with a bluish rim.
Sighing in depression D rests his hands on the sink, and lowers his head. Only if his father could see him today, what a pathetic looser his dad would see. Even Q chan left his side.
D traces Dr. Carter's words, his mind like a broken shard of glass. His wife got help, and she never got away. Left her widowed husband with her killers kid. Gone was the fact in D's mind, that Dr. Carter's wife never got all the help she needed to get away.
A sharp pain fills D's body, he clutches his stomach. Staggering backwards D leans against the wall. The pain filled him and grew more and more. What could be wrong with him.
***
Sorry, almost 4 am. Have to wrap this up. I HOPE this saves right. ::bows to all:: sorry for the LONG delay.
