8
After explaining to Charlie what happened, Thomas had to dispose of the bodies. We couldn't risk eating them, they could be poisoned with all kinds of drugs. I sat on a very tall stool in the basement still covered in blood and I just stared at Thomas's back as he slammed the large meat cleaver down on the bodies that were not just chopped up body parts. I wanted to watch Thomas cut up the bodies. I knew I shouldn't really want to watch him hack up the men he just tore apart, but I needed this. Watching was my own form of vengeance on the monsters who broke into the house with intent to hurt me.
Thomas remained quiet as he moved certain chunks of meat to the side and he glanced up at me, and I looked over at him and he just turned back around and continued chopping the pieces up. I watched him light the pieces on fire in a large tube. We stood by each other and I just watched the meat burn. I had never smelled human flesh burning, but it tightened and turned my stomach. Thomas just took my hand quietly and we just watched together. When it was all done, we turned and quietly walked up the stairs. Thomas let me lead and once we were back upstairs, I just stood there listening to him close the door. I then turned and faced him. He looked down at me, his body slowly rising and falling calmly.
"There was more of them. They will come here." I said and Thomas stared down at me for a moment before looking up and I followed his eyes to see Charlie standing there with a shot gun in his hands and a cigarette in his mouth.
"And when they do we'll blow them all the way. Family is family and we will protect our own." he said lowly and I tensed not expecting him to be there, but with the cocking of his gun, I knew he was telling the truth. Thomas even clenched his hands into tight fists.
It was growling late, and I needed to try and sleep this day away. I moved up to my room and Thomas just followed behind me as if not wanting to leave me alone. I smiled up at him and gently placed my hand over his chest.
"I'll be fine, Tommy, I promise." I replied and he just looked down at me and stared at me for a moment before slowly turning and moving off down the hall. I watched him leave and turn the corner and I merely sighed and moved inside my room. I moved into the bathroom and set the tub. I sat inside it slowly and just stared at the end of my tub before slowly dipping my body back and into the water until my back was in the water and my face was almost covered by the water, but instead it was just my hair. I was playing a dangerous game with my second family. I am in too deep and thoughts of escape could not happen even if I wanted them too. Once I was done bathing, I left a ring of blood in the tub and I did my best to clean it so Luda Mae would not have to. I lied in bed for the longest moment and just couldn't sleep. After what happened, I just couldn't bring myself to sleep. I wasn't tired, but more energized. I didn't want to close my eyes, but I forced myself to do it and I slept for a few hours until I woke up in the middle of the night. I remained awake until the sun came up.
I sat at the kitchen table and just stared into space. A small cup of something was put in front of me. Luda Mae patted my shoulders.
"Here baby drink some tea. It will make you feel better." she said gently and I didn't disobey. I sipped the tea and felt how tasteless it was and I did not care. "Those men will never hurt you again. Tommy has seen to that." I looked up at Luda Mae and she smiled down at me and I just close my eyes and just leaned into her stomach gently taking comfort in her. She pet my head slowly and I smiled very gently before suddenly hearing a blood curdling scream and the door was suddenly kicked open and in came Charlie.
"BRING HER IN TOMMY, PUT HER RIGHT HERE!" he shouted. I stood up from the table as I watched Thomas bringing in a red head who was kicking and screaming. Thomas slammed her onto the ground and her head hit the table with a bang on the way down rendering her unconscious.
"What the hell?" I asked and Charlie looked at me with a happy go lucky smile.
"I found my hot piece of ass." he cheered as Thomas tied her to the table legs. I arched a brow and looked at the busty red head.
"Was she alone?" I asked and Thomas just stood over me looking me over. "I'm fine, Thomas." Thomas just looked down before giving me a once over. Charlie pointed to the back door.
"Nah got her friends in the barn. Gonna have a little fun before I barbecue them." he said and I nodded trying not to think of the next meal Luda Mae is going to serve. I decided to go see who they were. I moved out the door and walked out onto the barn. Thomas stared at me through the kitchen window and I just moved over to the barn and slowly walked around the front and saw two men hanging up by their arms. They were sweaty and shirtless and I just noticed one looked older than the other. They both looked at me with somewhat relief on their faces.
"Hey, help us, help us please." the older brunette said and I winced feeling my stomach clench from the sight of them. The other was a blonde short haired man.
"Please, come on." he snapped and I glanced down at the ground feeling my moral compass moving all over the place. To help them would mean betraying my family and they would no longer trust me.
"Hey please come on we can out number them." the brunette said and I looked up at him and suddenly both their eyes widened.
"Watch out!" the blonde yelled and I = felt Thomas's large figure standing over me and I just looked over my shoulder up at him and he just looked down at me curiously and I just stared up at him.
"Tati, come on in child we got chores!" Luda Mae said and I looked in the direction of her voice before looking at the two men with apologetic faces. I then saw Thomas walk beside me and look down at me. I looked up at him and he just motioned with his head for me to go and I did. I moved back toward the house.
"No no let him go!" I heard the voice of the brunette yell. I looked over my shoulder to see Thomas had grabbed the blonde who was kicking and screaming against Thomas's large form. I went inside and helped Luda Mae clean up the living room. The red head was awake and screaming for whoever would hear her. I swallowed and did my best to ignore her for I couldn't help her. Ms. Daisy, Luda Mae's obese cousin was vising today. I remember her from my youth. She was a lot smaller then. I sat with them for a few minutes and reminisced with them. How they could talk with the girl moving and kicking under the table was beyond me. It was like they didn't even notice her, or didn't want to that is. I was pretty sure her mouth was gagged at this point.
Since my clothes were dusty from cleaning I changed into a white gown and some slippers to walk around in. I put some grease in my hair and then left thinking I was starving. I wondered what I could make. I was passing the basement where I heard screaming and paused and looked in the direction of the basement. I felt my chest tightening as I closed my eyes trying to block out the screaming, but it seemed impossible. This was a place of death and if you are lucky you can survive it… if you're family that is. I walked toward the basement and slowly opened it going inside and moving down the stairs. I made it to the bottom and caught Thomas sawing off the leg of the blonde who was screaming at the top of his lungs. His hands were skinned and I saw blood dripping down from the table he was pinned too and I winced. Trying to force myself to see this was not a good idea. My stomach churned and Thomas suddenly whipped his head around and looked at me. A knife was in his hands dripping blood as well and I just tensed feeling his deep questioning his gaze on me and I swallowed feeling I had interrupted him.
"H-help me please." The boy muttered and Thomas just turned and stared at me for a moment before moving up to me and looming over me. He said nothing but just stared down at me with an uncomfortable look and I knew I was invading his space interrupting him and it looked like he was scolding me with his eyes. I looked away.
"Sorry. I just thought watching would make things a little easier for me." I said feeling stupid for having to explain myself. I just began to turn from him. "Just forget it." I tried to move back up the stairs, but Thomas's massive hand grabbed my smaller arm and stopped me instantly and I turned and looked at him to see him staring at me softly and caringly and I just stared at him for a moment. He started to pull me toward the table where the blonde still lied in a daze. I wasn't sure what he was going to do. Maybe have me take a closer look while he skinned the guy. He remained at my side and I looked up at him confused and slowly he raised the knife to me and I was completely thrown off.
My hand slowly took the knife knowing full well what he wanted me to do. I looked down at the man then up at Thomas who just stared down at me with a deep and gentle gaze. I parted my lips and slowly shook my head.
"I- I have never-" but my words were cut off when he suddenly wrapped his hand around my own which held the knife and slowly he began to guide my hand down toward the man's arm and he just pressed the end into the man's skin and slowly the man groaned and I just let him guide the knife deeper into his skin. Now the blonde began to yell even louder as Thomas used my hand to peel off more of the man's flesh, and I just listened and watched the pain and agony on his face as his skin was removed. Once the flesh fell off his arm and onto the ground, I just looked up at Thomas to see him staring down at me, and through his clothed mask I could see his large cheeks rising into a smile and I could see the pride in his eyes as I felt my cheeks begin to rise as well. A smile was forming as I began to feel comfort from doing something with my old friend again, and I felt Thomas's hand curl my fingers around the handle of the knife.
He raised my hand high in the air, our eyes never leaving each other's as our smiles grew and with one quick motion he suddenly slammed my hand down over the blonde's body and blood spewed from his abdomen as well as his mouth and Thomas continued to move my hand up and down in violent bursts, our bodies staining with blood as I could only imagine the life slipping from the boy's eyes and fading… and I did not care. Thomas's soft eyes showing happiness made me happy. The only time I ever felt content was when I was with him- near him. If these were feelings of emotions toward him, then I liked it. Thomas had always been my rock even as a child and after yesterday he has proven to still be my rock. His forehead pressed into mine happily and he nuzzled me as we both continued to stab the boy numerous times in the stomach until his body no longer jerked out of reflex. I missed our bonding… I missed him and if that made me a monster then so be it.