Cushla lay in bed, gazing up at the stars. She was the last one of the
girls to fall asleep again. She just could not manger to fall asleep. She
kept thinking about everything, Malik, where they were, Malik, Joey, Malik,
her cards, Malik, food and Malik. She just lay frozen cold, wrapped up in
Grace's lime green blanket. She thought to herself, "Why can't I sleep.
There is just so much to worry about. I mean, everyone has just been
sitting around and being so happy. If they think about it, we are on an
island in the middle of no-where. We have lost our cards and we have
nothing. Our parents are probably searching for us! Fucking hell. Also, why
can't I get that Malik guy out of my head? I mean.. I know that he is up to
something and I just bet that we are going to have to try and stop it. Fuck
life. It's such a bitch and I can't sleep! I need to walk. Yes, Walk!"
Cushla slipped out of her blankets and stood up. She was still in her clothes so there was no need to get changed. Cushla walked wherever she wanted and where her heart lead her to go. She finally ended up in another one of the islands clearings, away from the guys and girls. She gazed around a bit. This clearing was different to any others that she had encounted. A murky mist surrounded it; vines were hanging down from the mysterious trees. Odd flowers peeked up at every corner of the darkened clearing. It wasn't that the flowers weren't beautiful; it was the fact that there were huge thorns sticking out of them at every angle. Cushla sighed as she thought to herself, 'Anything is better then Grace's sleep talking about Mr. Puffy Bunny and the fairies... or Laurens' vague snoring. Now maybe I can think.' She sat down and lent against one of the old trees, closing her orb-like eyes. Cushla's ear twitched as she heard footsteps creeping around the clearing.
"Who's there?" Cushla shouted. She shuddered and glanced around.
"No-one you should be afraid of." A familiar voice whispered, sounding nearer -getting unbearably close. A purple-cloaked figure crept out of the shadowed bushes. The figure's face was covered, yet Cushla felt like she knew this shaped figure somehow. She felt that she should be frightened and it was even scarier to think of a reason for her fear.
"Who... the fu... fuck... are you?" Cushla said with a slight shaking within her voice. She stood up, her back flat against the ancient tree as her hands clang at it from behind. Her eyes glared, not even blinking; in fear of the figure advancing.
"I said, no-one. Well... You'll find out soon enough." The voice hissed as it advanced closer towards the terrified girl, till it was inches away from her. Cushla attempted to run sideways to escape the man, but his arm flew forward and gripped against her forearm; digging his nails into the succulent flesh of her pale skin. He forced her back against the tree, pressing her back against its hard surface. He released his other hand and held it firmly around her neck, pushing her upwards so that she couldn't move without choking herself. Removing his hand from her arm, he grabbed a nearby vine and tied it harshly round her left wrist so that she could not escape him. He let her neck go, allowing her to speak.
"You won't get away with this! You fucking bastard! What the fuck do you think you are doing!" Cushla screamed as she struggled to get away, but all she succeeded in doing was forming a red mark around her wrist where the vine was tied. He leaned towards her to reply to her pathetic screams for help.
"Just watch me." He whispered; his breathe swept against her skin, making a shiver run down her spine. He ran his tongue slowly along the side of her neck before biting it harshly till the skin broke, slight blood appeared. Cushla couldn't free herself from him, his body pressed against hers, which made it impossible for her to move away. She bit her lip and closed her eyes for a second, thinking for a minute. 'Fucking hell. This... guy is doing the most disgusting thing that has ever happened in my life and I can't stop him. One hand is tied down and he is holding my other. The only thing that is free is my legs... wait! Guys... Legs... I have it!'. Cushla's eyes glared opened and stared at the cloaked figure. She smirked and lifted one leg, kneeing up and slamming against his tender area. He let out a small yelp of pain, but just laughed psychotically as he stepped back. "Feisty little one. I like it."
"You're sick." Cushla said, narrowing her eyes as she spat at him. "Show yourself, you fucking bastard."
"If you think I'm sick now. Just wait for what happens next." He hissed and stepped forward, "Be patient. You'll find out who I am soon enough." He reached for a vine and tied her free hand to another branch of the tree. He slowly dropped himself to the ground to tie up her remaining limbs before she kicked his tender area again.
"You fucking sick mother fucker! Get your hands off me! When Joey finds you, he'll kill you!" Cushla screamed as she tried to kick, but unfortunately, the psychotic figure had already tied her down and it was not possible to move any of her limbs. The figure just laughed at her again as it stood up to face her.
"I don't think he could lay a finger on me." The figure laughed, "If you really want to know who I am, then so be it. Though, I think this might make my face be imprinted into your nightmares forever." He unclipped his coat and pulled it out from over his head, throwing it to the side as he stood still in front of her and gazed into her teary eyes.
"Malik! You fucking bastard! I knew it would be you! Arg! Leave me alone!" Cushla yelled as her azure eyes began to fill with regretful tears.
"No can do. I find you..." He ran his finger across her cheek, "irresistible. C'mon, you know it will be fun." Cushla bit her lip hard, slicing into it and forcing it to bleed. Malik smirked at this and lowed his lips to Cushla's. He pressed his lips to hers and she felt a sudden shiver down her spine as his tongue licked the blood from her crimson stained lips. Her eyes widened as she felt his hand travel inside her top and she could do nothing to stop him. He pulled away and gazed deep into her eyes, "Still want me to leave you alone?" He whispered.
"Ye..." she began to yell, but he pushed one finger to her lips and made a slight shushing sound. She narrowed her eyes, but kept silent. He reached behind him and clutched his millennium rod in one hand and flicked it easily into a dagger. Before she could yell a complaint of some sort, he had cut down her top, slicing the materiel aside till it dropped to the bed of flowers that were surrounding them both. He frowned at the offending bra and lifted up his dagger once more before sliding its sharp edge through her bra, while grazing part of her skin just enough to draw blood.
"What do we have here...?" Malik said, grinning deviously as he looked up and down her bare chest.
"You fucking bastard! Get the fuck away from me!" Cushla yelled as she snapped at his finger. He yanked it back, but it was to late; she had bitten it hard enough to draw a slight spot of blood. He frowned and stared into her eyes.
"Little bitch. Don't worry, you'll pay for that little move." Malik whispered, placing the wounded finger in his mouth, sucking on it tenderly before taking it out and running it between her envious breasts causing her to flinch.
"Ma...Ma...lik... Don't..." she whispered, closing her eyes. She had nearly started thinking about giving into his sexual assault. She just didn't know how to stop him and she just wished someone would help her before it got any worse then it already was.
"Just give in, it's no use. I don't give a fuck about your pleads because it just makes my thirst for you grow stronger." He whispered into her ear, this angered her greatly though she didn't know how she could avoid this situation. He brought down his dagger for another assault on her clothing. Tearing through the material of her skirt with the blade of his dagger, leaving her body frozen with just mere underwear covering herself.
"Why the fuck are you doing this to me?" Cushla screamed, creating an echo across the clearing. Just that scream could probably be heard for miles. This annoyed Malik and he decided to wrap a vine around her mouth so she could not scream for help any longer. He did this accordingly without any struggles from the girl. Malik glanced over her quickly to make sure she was securely gagged. Instead of using his dagger to rip through her remaining undergarment, he gripped it and with one hand. With one quick pull, he ripped the underwear off her body, dropping its torn material behind himself. Tears began to form under Cushla's eyes. She was unable to scream or move her exposed body. She felt dirty, insecure and she couldn't do a thing to stop this whole experience, but hope.
Malik ignored her weeping. He dropped to his knees so that his head was levelled with her now exposed area. He looked up at her distressed eyes and smirked, licking his lips before leaning closer to her area. Moving closer, he revealed his tongue and moved it slowly around her area, felling his man- hood growing harder as he licked across this girls private. Malik was getting ready to take off his pants before a distant yell interrupted his pleasurable experience.
"Malik! What the fuck do you think your doing?" yelled a voice from behind him. Malik quickly turned his head to express anger on his visitor. [I'll just leave you right there *Evil Grin* Don't we all just love limes? ^-^ I know I do.-er- anyway ^^! I'm going to write the start of the next chappie right now @_@ All characters besides Cushla, Lauren and Grace are owned by creator of yu-gi-oh person thing =P! I'm tired x.x and I watch to much anime.. I can't remember!]
Cushla slipped out of her blankets and stood up. She was still in her clothes so there was no need to get changed. Cushla walked wherever she wanted and where her heart lead her to go. She finally ended up in another one of the islands clearings, away from the guys and girls. She gazed around a bit. This clearing was different to any others that she had encounted. A murky mist surrounded it; vines were hanging down from the mysterious trees. Odd flowers peeked up at every corner of the darkened clearing. It wasn't that the flowers weren't beautiful; it was the fact that there were huge thorns sticking out of them at every angle. Cushla sighed as she thought to herself, 'Anything is better then Grace's sleep talking about Mr. Puffy Bunny and the fairies... or Laurens' vague snoring. Now maybe I can think.' She sat down and lent against one of the old trees, closing her orb-like eyes. Cushla's ear twitched as she heard footsteps creeping around the clearing.
"Who's there?" Cushla shouted. She shuddered and glanced around.
"No-one you should be afraid of." A familiar voice whispered, sounding nearer -getting unbearably close. A purple-cloaked figure crept out of the shadowed bushes. The figure's face was covered, yet Cushla felt like she knew this shaped figure somehow. She felt that she should be frightened and it was even scarier to think of a reason for her fear.
"Who... the fu... fuck... are you?" Cushla said with a slight shaking within her voice. She stood up, her back flat against the ancient tree as her hands clang at it from behind. Her eyes glared, not even blinking; in fear of the figure advancing.
"I said, no-one. Well... You'll find out soon enough." The voice hissed as it advanced closer towards the terrified girl, till it was inches away from her. Cushla attempted to run sideways to escape the man, but his arm flew forward and gripped against her forearm; digging his nails into the succulent flesh of her pale skin. He forced her back against the tree, pressing her back against its hard surface. He released his other hand and held it firmly around her neck, pushing her upwards so that she couldn't move without choking herself. Removing his hand from her arm, he grabbed a nearby vine and tied it harshly round her left wrist so that she could not escape him. He let her neck go, allowing her to speak.
"You won't get away with this! You fucking bastard! What the fuck do you think you are doing!" Cushla screamed as she struggled to get away, but all she succeeded in doing was forming a red mark around her wrist where the vine was tied. He leaned towards her to reply to her pathetic screams for help.
"Just watch me." He whispered; his breathe swept against her skin, making a shiver run down her spine. He ran his tongue slowly along the side of her neck before biting it harshly till the skin broke, slight blood appeared. Cushla couldn't free herself from him, his body pressed against hers, which made it impossible for her to move away. She bit her lip and closed her eyes for a second, thinking for a minute. 'Fucking hell. This... guy is doing the most disgusting thing that has ever happened in my life and I can't stop him. One hand is tied down and he is holding my other. The only thing that is free is my legs... wait! Guys... Legs... I have it!'. Cushla's eyes glared opened and stared at the cloaked figure. She smirked and lifted one leg, kneeing up and slamming against his tender area. He let out a small yelp of pain, but just laughed psychotically as he stepped back. "Feisty little one. I like it."
"You're sick." Cushla said, narrowing her eyes as she spat at him. "Show yourself, you fucking bastard."
"If you think I'm sick now. Just wait for what happens next." He hissed and stepped forward, "Be patient. You'll find out who I am soon enough." He reached for a vine and tied her free hand to another branch of the tree. He slowly dropped himself to the ground to tie up her remaining limbs before she kicked his tender area again.
"You fucking sick mother fucker! Get your hands off me! When Joey finds you, he'll kill you!" Cushla screamed as she tried to kick, but unfortunately, the psychotic figure had already tied her down and it was not possible to move any of her limbs. The figure just laughed at her again as it stood up to face her.
"I don't think he could lay a finger on me." The figure laughed, "If you really want to know who I am, then so be it. Though, I think this might make my face be imprinted into your nightmares forever." He unclipped his coat and pulled it out from over his head, throwing it to the side as he stood still in front of her and gazed into her teary eyes.
"Malik! You fucking bastard! I knew it would be you! Arg! Leave me alone!" Cushla yelled as her azure eyes began to fill with regretful tears.
"No can do. I find you..." He ran his finger across her cheek, "irresistible. C'mon, you know it will be fun." Cushla bit her lip hard, slicing into it and forcing it to bleed. Malik smirked at this and lowed his lips to Cushla's. He pressed his lips to hers and she felt a sudden shiver down her spine as his tongue licked the blood from her crimson stained lips. Her eyes widened as she felt his hand travel inside her top and she could do nothing to stop him. He pulled away and gazed deep into her eyes, "Still want me to leave you alone?" He whispered.
"Ye..." she began to yell, but he pushed one finger to her lips and made a slight shushing sound. She narrowed her eyes, but kept silent. He reached behind him and clutched his millennium rod in one hand and flicked it easily into a dagger. Before she could yell a complaint of some sort, he had cut down her top, slicing the materiel aside till it dropped to the bed of flowers that were surrounding them both. He frowned at the offending bra and lifted up his dagger once more before sliding its sharp edge through her bra, while grazing part of her skin just enough to draw blood.
"What do we have here...?" Malik said, grinning deviously as he looked up and down her bare chest.
"You fucking bastard! Get the fuck away from me!" Cushla yelled as she snapped at his finger. He yanked it back, but it was to late; she had bitten it hard enough to draw a slight spot of blood. He frowned and stared into her eyes.
"Little bitch. Don't worry, you'll pay for that little move." Malik whispered, placing the wounded finger in his mouth, sucking on it tenderly before taking it out and running it between her envious breasts causing her to flinch.
"Ma...Ma...lik... Don't..." she whispered, closing her eyes. She had nearly started thinking about giving into his sexual assault. She just didn't know how to stop him and she just wished someone would help her before it got any worse then it already was.
"Just give in, it's no use. I don't give a fuck about your pleads because it just makes my thirst for you grow stronger." He whispered into her ear, this angered her greatly though she didn't know how she could avoid this situation. He brought down his dagger for another assault on her clothing. Tearing through the material of her skirt with the blade of his dagger, leaving her body frozen with just mere underwear covering herself.
"Why the fuck are you doing this to me?" Cushla screamed, creating an echo across the clearing. Just that scream could probably be heard for miles. This annoyed Malik and he decided to wrap a vine around her mouth so she could not scream for help any longer. He did this accordingly without any struggles from the girl. Malik glanced over her quickly to make sure she was securely gagged. Instead of using his dagger to rip through her remaining undergarment, he gripped it and with one hand. With one quick pull, he ripped the underwear off her body, dropping its torn material behind himself. Tears began to form under Cushla's eyes. She was unable to scream or move her exposed body. She felt dirty, insecure and she couldn't do a thing to stop this whole experience, but hope.
Malik ignored her weeping. He dropped to his knees so that his head was levelled with her now exposed area. He looked up at her distressed eyes and smirked, licking his lips before leaning closer to her area. Moving closer, he revealed his tongue and moved it slowly around her area, felling his man- hood growing harder as he licked across this girls private. Malik was getting ready to take off his pants before a distant yell interrupted his pleasurable experience.
"Malik! What the fuck do you think your doing?" yelled a voice from behind him. Malik quickly turned his head to express anger on his visitor. [I'll just leave you right there *Evil Grin* Don't we all just love limes? ^-^ I know I do.-er- anyway ^^! I'm going to write the start of the next chappie right now @_@ All characters besides Cushla, Lauren and Grace are owned by creator of yu-gi-oh person thing =P! I'm tired x.x and I watch to much anime.. I can't remember!]