Eli: Hey everyone, here's the next chapter! Alaskantiger, I never said they
had sex, you assumed that since they went to their room all mushy that they
did. I know about the six weeks thing, I asked about it before I wrote the
chapter. It was all pure assumption. I was waiting to see if anyone would
catch on, Congratulations. Chaosti, what?! You lost me there. Who is 'she'?
Thank for all the lovely reviews! Enjoy!
~ CRACK!
The whip went and lashed his back. The small boy had already gotten fifteen lashes. His blood drenched the blood beneath him. He stayed perfectly still, trying to think of other things.
CRACK!
"Do you have any idea what you have done?!! I was so close to ruling her, to making her yield to me!"
CRACK!
"Why?"
He raised his head. His throat was sore form lack of water. He tried to answer, but all that came out was a cough. His head felt dizzy, but he would not let him know that.
CRACK!
"I asked you why!"
He was weak, but he was finally able to talk. "I..... Needed...... To..... Protect...... Her......"
CRACK!
He dropped the whip and grabbed the young boy by his hair. He flung him against the door. "Get out!!!"
The young one stumbled out of the room. He could not stand to be here anymore. This old mansion had been his living place for his entire life, but it had never really been home. Just his place of training. He didn't belong here anymore. He realized that now. He could not complete his destiny while he was within these walls.
He grabbed his shirt from his room. He ignored the sting from the slashes on his back and jumped out his window, landing two stories down. He began to make his way to the only other place where he knew he could stay and hoped that he would not be followed there.
Dark streets, strangers, no light for those run aways seeking salvation. He stumbled along trying not fall off the roof tops. He ignored the people staring up at him. He was already trying hard not to fall. He did not wish to deal with them. He accidently trips and bangs his shoulder hard against a metal railing. He grabs on last second before he falls into the street full of cars. He continues on.
The place seems like an eternity away. His head is screaming for him to stop. But he can't. He can feel the blood seeping through his shirt, dripping down toward his pants. He needs to get to his shelter fast, but it hurts so much. Out of desperation, he begins to run. Faster and faster and faster till he sees the building.
He does not have enough stregnth to jump the roof. He has to fly down three flights of stairs and then run over. He enters the hall and sees the elevator. Too slow, he will be passed out by the time it gets him to the top. He goes for the stairs and dashes up, using the last of his energy. He reached the floor and entered. He was truly stumbling now as he used the walls for support. His eyes were going to close. But he had to make it. He had to see her.
Because what else was important? ~
Bethany sat up in her room and screamed. She jumped off her bed and ran past Ian as he reached her door. He followed her as she led him to the front door. She unlocked all the locks and opened the door. Dominic stumbled in. Bethany let him use her as support.
She looked up at her Father with tears in her eyes. "It was Irons, I saw it. He did this because he helped me when he took me. It is all my fault." She announced. She felt Dominic shake his head on her shoulder.
"It is not your fault.............. I chose to help you." He said quietly. She helped him into her room and let him lie on her bed. She told him to be quiet and to rest.
As he slept, Ian and Sara bandaged him up. As Sara pulled the covers up around him, she shook her head in sympathy. "Poor boy. I do not understand how you guys survive that man." She patted Dominic's head. She looked over at Ian. "Will the litle guy be okay?" Ian nodded. They checked on Bethany in the Living room to make sure she was sleeping. Then they checked in on Jamie and Andrew. The two little ones were asleep. Exhausted, they went back to bed themselves.
As soon as their door closed, Bethany got up off the couch and went to her room. She climbed onto the bed next to Dominic on top of the covers. She watched him as he slept. In his sleep, he reached out from under the covers and reached out. Bethany took his hands and yawned. She tried to stay awake, but could not. She fell asleep next to him.
-Next Morning-
Sara got up to go to Andrew's room. He was crying for his breakfeast. She picked him and smiled. "Hey sweetie." She sat down and fed him. When he was done, she burped him and started taking him into the kitchen so that she could start her coffee. She looked in on Jamie. Still asleep. Then she checked on Dominic in Beth's room. She was surprised to find Bethany on the bed next to him.
Sara came in and shook Bethany lightly. Bethany woke up and rubbed her eyes. Sara smirked. "You better get up before your Daddy catches you like that. C'mon, let's go make breakfast." Bethany looked at Dominic and then back up at Sara. "He will be fine. Get moving, sleepy head." Bethany nodded and followed Sara into the kicthen.
-Later-
Dominic was awake and storng enough to sit up in bed. Jamie had brought out his Magic the Gathering cards and was teaching Dominic how to play. Bethany was sitting next to Dominic giving him tips on how to win. Ian came in and shook his head.
"Let Dominic rest. He has been through alot." He told Beth and Jamie, who both groaned. They started to get up when Dominc held both of their arms down.
"No, it is okay. It is good to be doing something." He told Ian. He looked at Bethany and smirked. "Besides, Beth is up and about and she was put through much worst. How would I look as a protector if I can not outlast the wielder?"
Ian narrowed his eyes questionably at Dominic. "What do you mean put through much worst?"
Ian and Dominic both shifted their eyes to Bethany, who was biting her lip. She sighed. She had to tell now. She was so ashamed of it that he hadn't told anyone about it. Why did Dom have to ruin that?
"Beth?"
"It is nothing, Daddy." She replied, trying to leave. He grabbed her arm.
"Bethany, what is he talking about?" He asked her. Bethany put her head down in shame. She turned around and lifted up her shirt.
Her back had overlapping whip marks on it. There had to be at least a hundred decorating her back. They were still bright red and not fully healed. She put her shirt back down and faced him. He looked so angry. Bethany thought it was at her.
"Daddy, don-don't be angry at me." She mumbled out. He sighed.
"I am not angry at you." He told her. He stroked her hair. "I am so sorry, Beth." He walked past her, storming out. Bethany expected him to go kill one of the punching bags, but she heard him open the weapons closet. She looked out and saw him gearing up.
"Daddy," She started hesitantly. "What are you doing?"
"Taking care of something, Baby. Go back to your room." He told her calmly. Bethnay did not go back to her room. Instead, she came over to where he was and shut the closet door.
"No." She told him. He looked at her confused. "You're gonna go fight Irons. You are gonna try to kill him."
"Bethany, I am doing what needs to be done. Let me finish."
"No." She told him deffiantly. Flashes of Irons stabbing him ran through her head and made her tear up. "Please, Daddy, no."
Ian sighed and tried pushing Bethany aside. She didn't budge. "Bethany..."
"You can't. You do not understand! You will die!" She told him, sobbing.
He tried pushing her with more force. She kept her ground well, just as he had taught her to. "I will not be the one dying."
"You have hate, I will not let you. We are not responsible for revenge, Daddy!" She shouted.
"Can't you see I am doing what needs to be done?" He asked her.
"Daddy, I am fine. He will get his. Let it go." She pleaded with him. He was getting extremely frustrated. He was ready to kill, and Bethany had to stop him from doing so. He looked at her glaring. The stare almost made her look away. She had never seen him like this. It scared her, it really did.
"Bethany Marie Nottingham, you will be in alot of trouble if you do not move this instantly. I am your Father, and I am telling you to move aside and go back to your room."
She looked up at him and shook her head. "NO!" She shouted. She broke the camels back. Ian lost all control of his temper and slapped her across the face. Hard. Bethany fell to the ground.
Sara came from Andrew's room. She looked from Beth to Ian. "What the hell just happened?!" She asked him.
Ian was speechless. He had never hit any of his children in anger before. He did not believe in it. Now here he was with his baby girl on the floor crying, her cheek red from where he had hit her. He felt horrible.
He kneeled down next to her. "Beth, I am so sorry. You know I would never....." Beth nodded and hugged him.
"Just let it go, Daddy. Just let it go." He nodded.
"Yes, I will."
Coming Attractions:
No name yet. Question: What was the four letter word?
~ CRACK!
The whip went and lashed his back. The small boy had already gotten fifteen lashes. His blood drenched the blood beneath him. He stayed perfectly still, trying to think of other things.
CRACK!
"Do you have any idea what you have done?!! I was so close to ruling her, to making her yield to me!"
CRACK!
"Why?"
He raised his head. His throat was sore form lack of water. He tried to answer, but all that came out was a cough. His head felt dizzy, but he would not let him know that.
CRACK!
"I asked you why!"
He was weak, but he was finally able to talk. "I..... Needed...... To..... Protect...... Her......"
CRACK!
He dropped the whip and grabbed the young boy by his hair. He flung him against the door. "Get out!!!"
The young one stumbled out of the room. He could not stand to be here anymore. This old mansion had been his living place for his entire life, but it had never really been home. Just his place of training. He didn't belong here anymore. He realized that now. He could not complete his destiny while he was within these walls.
He grabbed his shirt from his room. He ignored the sting from the slashes on his back and jumped out his window, landing two stories down. He began to make his way to the only other place where he knew he could stay and hoped that he would not be followed there.
Dark streets, strangers, no light for those run aways seeking salvation. He stumbled along trying not fall off the roof tops. He ignored the people staring up at him. He was already trying hard not to fall. He did not wish to deal with them. He accidently trips and bangs his shoulder hard against a metal railing. He grabs on last second before he falls into the street full of cars. He continues on.
The place seems like an eternity away. His head is screaming for him to stop. But he can't. He can feel the blood seeping through his shirt, dripping down toward his pants. He needs to get to his shelter fast, but it hurts so much. Out of desperation, he begins to run. Faster and faster and faster till he sees the building.
He does not have enough stregnth to jump the roof. He has to fly down three flights of stairs and then run over. He enters the hall and sees the elevator. Too slow, he will be passed out by the time it gets him to the top. He goes for the stairs and dashes up, using the last of his energy. He reached the floor and entered. He was truly stumbling now as he used the walls for support. His eyes were going to close. But he had to make it. He had to see her.
Because what else was important? ~
Bethany sat up in her room and screamed. She jumped off her bed and ran past Ian as he reached her door. He followed her as she led him to the front door. She unlocked all the locks and opened the door. Dominic stumbled in. Bethany let him use her as support.
She looked up at her Father with tears in her eyes. "It was Irons, I saw it. He did this because he helped me when he took me. It is all my fault." She announced. She felt Dominic shake his head on her shoulder.
"It is not your fault.............. I chose to help you." He said quietly. She helped him into her room and let him lie on her bed. She told him to be quiet and to rest.
As he slept, Ian and Sara bandaged him up. As Sara pulled the covers up around him, she shook her head in sympathy. "Poor boy. I do not understand how you guys survive that man." She patted Dominic's head. She looked over at Ian. "Will the litle guy be okay?" Ian nodded. They checked on Bethany in the Living room to make sure she was sleeping. Then they checked in on Jamie and Andrew. The two little ones were asleep. Exhausted, they went back to bed themselves.
As soon as their door closed, Bethany got up off the couch and went to her room. She climbed onto the bed next to Dominic on top of the covers. She watched him as he slept. In his sleep, he reached out from under the covers and reached out. Bethany took his hands and yawned. She tried to stay awake, but could not. She fell asleep next to him.
-Next Morning-
Sara got up to go to Andrew's room. He was crying for his breakfeast. She picked him and smiled. "Hey sweetie." She sat down and fed him. When he was done, she burped him and started taking him into the kitchen so that she could start her coffee. She looked in on Jamie. Still asleep. Then she checked on Dominic in Beth's room. She was surprised to find Bethany on the bed next to him.
Sara came in and shook Bethany lightly. Bethany woke up and rubbed her eyes. Sara smirked. "You better get up before your Daddy catches you like that. C'mon, let's go make breakfast." Bethany looked at Dominic and then back up at Sara. "He will be fine. Get moving, sleepy head." Bethany nodded and followed Sara into the kicthen.
-Later-
Dominic was awake and storng enough to sit up in bed. Jamie had brought out his Magic the Gathering cards and was teaching Dominic how to play. Bethany was sitting next to Dominic giving him tips on how to win. Ian came in and shook his head.
"Let Dominic rest. He has been through alot." He told Beth and Jamie, who both groaned. They started to get up when Dominc held both of their arms down.
"No, it is okay. It is good to be doing something." He told Ian. He looked at Bethany and smirked. "Besides, Beth is up and about and she was put through much worst. How would I look as a protector if I can not outlast the wielder?"
Ian narrowed his eyes questionably at Dominic. "What do you mean put through much worst?"
Ian and Dominic both shifted their eyes to Bethany, who was biting her lip. She sighed. She had to tell now. She was so ashamed of it that he hadn't told anyone about it. Why did Dom have to ruin that?
"Beth?"
"It is nothing, Daddy." She replied, trying to leave. He grabbed her arm.
"Bethany, what is he talking about?" He asked her. Bethany put her head down in shame. She turned around and lifted up her shirt.
Her back had overlapping whip marks on it. There had to be at least a hundred decorating her back. They were still bright red and not fully healed. She put her shirt back down and faced him. He looked so angry. Bethany thought it was at her.
"Daddy, don-don't be angry at me." She mumbled out. He sighed.
"I am not angry at you." He told her. He stroked her hair. "I am so sorry, Beth." He walked past her, storming out. Bethany expected him to go kill one of the punching bags, but she heard him open the weapons closet. She looked out and saw him gearing up.
"Daddy," She started hesitantly. "What are you doing?"
"Taking care of something, Baby. Go back to your room." He told her calmly. Bethnay did not go back to her room. Instead, she came over to where he was and shut the closet door.
"No." She told him. He looked at her confused. "You're gonna go fight Irons. You are gonna try to kill him."
"Bethany, I am doing what needs to be done. Let me finish."
"No." She told him deffiantly. Flashes of Irons stabbing him ran through her head and made her tear up. "Please, Daddy, no."
Ian sighed and tried pushing Bethany aside. She didn't budge. "Bethany..."
"You can't. You do not understand! You will die!" She told him, sobbing.
He tried pushing her with more force. She kept her ground well, just as he had taught her to. "I will not be the one dying."
"You have hate, I will not let you. We are not responsible for revenge, Daddy!" She shouted.
"Can't you see I am doing what needs to be done?" He asked her.
"Daddy, I am fine. He will get his. Let it go." She pleaded with him. He was getting extremely frustrated. He was ready to kill, and Bethany had to stop him from doing so. He looked at her glaring. The stare almost made her look away. She had never seen him like this. It scared her, it really did.
"Bethany Marie Nottingham, you will be in alot of trouble if you do not move this instantly. I am your Father, and I am telling you to move aside and go back to your room."
She looked up at him and shook her head. "NO!" She shouted. She broke the camels back. Ian lost all control of his temper and slapped her across the face. Hard. Bethany fell to the ground.
Sara came from Andrew's room. She looked from Beth to Ian. "What the hell just happened?!" She asked him.
Ian was speechless. He had never hit any of his children in anger before. He did not believe in it. Now here he was with his baby girl on the floor crying, her cheek red from where he had hit her. He felt horrible.
He kneeled down next to her. "Beth, I am so sorry. You know I would never....." Beth nodded and hugged him.
"Just let it go, Daddy. Just let it go." He nodded.
"Yes, I will."
Coming Attractions:
No name yet. Question: What was the four letter word?