The next morning Ghoul left in a hurry, he did kiss me before he left though. I spent the rest of my day giving blowjobs and handjobs to assorted men. Two asked about the scars on my arm, I didn't tell them much.

That night Korse came to my door, I could immediately tell he was drunk. He grabbed at my chest and pressed me to the wall the second he came in. I pushed at him and told him I didn't want to have sex tonight. He pulled away.

"I want to tell you a story baby. Do you want to hear it?" I nodded, anything to get out of being fucked by him. He pulled me to the floor, we sat facing each other. His eyes were so red, sweat beaded on his forehead, it not appeared he'd done more than drink. "It's the story of how I got demoted."

I tried not to look scared, but I'm pretty sure I was failing. I really didn't want to hear it, but then again maybe I'll get some answers.

"It was suppose to be a normal night, we had the girl and everything was going to plan. But the alarms went off, there'd been a security breach." His words were slurred and I had a hard time making out what he was saying. He leaned back on his hands. "I heard that the Killjoys had come to get her back." He stared down at the floor. "Me and several Dracs went there and we found them about to escape with her. It all got so fucked up baby, you don't even understand. This guy had been fucking with my head this whole time. I hate to admit I really did like him, he had spirit, an ass, and beautiful eyes. I wanted him, I just wanted to own him." He trailed off. "Anyway, I'm getting side tracked. I cornered him first, he was so desperate, so scared. He knew he was going to die, I think he was probably just relieved to be going first."

I could feel tears trailing down my face, I don't really even know why. "Korse, I don't want to-"

He put his finger up, gripping me by the collar of my shirt. "Don't interrupt me!" He just stared at me. "Are we clear?" He yelled, I nodded, the tears wouldn't stop falling. "I looked in his eyes, smiling. He looked me in the eyes the whole time, I could hear his brother screaming for him. The sounds of guns in the air, the smell of burning Drac flesh in my nose. Mixing with his fear, it was the most erotic feeling. His life in my hands."

He let go of my shirt collar, standing up. I stared up at him, I was so terrified of him. I wanted to get that little white box from his pocket and let myself out. He walked into the kitchen, coming back a couple of minutes later with a bottle in his hand. "I'm surprised you haven't drank any of this."

I still just stared at him, I couldn't even move. He now just paced the living room, taking gulps out of the bottle. "It's too fucking quiet, put on some music!" He stared down at me, stopping. "What the hell's the matter with you?"

I stood and walked over to the speaker, putting on a record. I put on his favorite, sitting down on the couch, putting my knees to my chest. I just watched him.

"So I just pulled the trigger, easiest thing in the world. It's just a button, that's what I used to tell myself. This beautiful man, so much ambition, so much..." He spat out the last word. "Hope." He stopped, turning to me. "That's what you have, I can tell. You have so much hope, you think you'll be free one day. You're a canary in a fucking cage, a cage that I built for you. And you chirp for me, you dance for me. And I get off just knowing you have no wings, you stumble through this jungle of semen and carnal pleasure. But you still have hope!" He screamed the last line in my face, the bottle dropping form his hands. I could hear the contents leaving the bottle into the expensive rug. "What is it that makes you hope for something more?"

I was shaking, my stomach was sick and I didn't want to speak. "I just want to be loved." I sobbed, trying to wipe my face. "I just want somebody to love me. Actually love me!"

He leaned over me, pressing his lips to my forehead, I could smell the sweet bitter alcohol. "I do love you baby."

I didn't even bother responding, he pressed his lips to my lips next. He put his arms around my waist, pulling me up. I didn't fight him, he picked me up and carried me over to the bed. "I'll prove it to you." He started pulling my shirt off. I laid limp on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

He's right, I am a bird in a cage. But I am getting out of here. I have to, on more night. This is all I have to do. I pushed out of my mind the fact I'd thought this many times. I could feel him pulling my shorts off, then my underwear that I decided to wear today. He turned me over, my feet on the carpet, my face in the sheets.

I could hear him spit, then I felt the burn. I definitely needed more than spit for lube. I could feel my muscles clamp around him. I cried out in spite of myself, my feet went out from under me, I struggled to get them back under me.

He immediately pulled out, ramming it right back in. It hurt so bad, I swore he was tearing me apart. I wished I had drank some of that, maybe I wouldn't feel this so much if I had. "You feel so fucking good baby."

I choked on my breath, one more night. I repeated it to myself. I felt his hand around my throat, pulling me up. I arched my back, trying to put my hands on the bed so all my weight wouldn't be on my neck. He licked my shoulder, up my neck and pulled me to him. He sloppily pressed his lips to mine, spit slicking our mouths.

"You just let me take you, you're such a good slut. Fuck, I took everything from you. Didn't I?" He shoved me back into the bed, ramming even further into me.

I cried into the sheets, trying to reach behind me and relieve some of the pressure he was putting on my back, I couldn't breathe, he was crushing me. I finally got my hand on one of his arms, digging my nails in.

He lifted that arm and slapped me across the back of my head.

"This isn't love." I choked out.

He leaned down to my ear. "It is now."

"I hate you!" I screamed at him, he put his hand over my mouth. I bit down as hard as I could. I could taste metal, blood spurting out on the sheets, I could feel it down my mouth. I let his hand go, he pulled out.

I tried to turn over, but it hurt. My whole body hurt, I finally rolled over. He was sitting on the floor, his pants down to his knees. I sat up. "Don't ever do that to me again!" I yelled. "If you do, I'll fucking kill you."

He looked up at me, fear in his eyes. "That's the worst part of all this, I have no power over you. I could never stand up to him, even now. Even in the end." He stared at the floor, squeezing his bleeding palm.

Did he know I was getting out of here? There's no possible way he would know.

"I thought I could take it from you, like my father did me. But no matter how hard I hit you, no matter how much pain I put you through. I saw you with him, like two peas in a fucking pod. You will always love him more than me."

Okay, now he was for sure talking about Ghoul, how the fuck did he know?

"He screamed every time somebody told him to shut up. He ruined my whole world with his smile. I wanted to kill him, I really did. I guess I just wasn't strong enough. Not even now." He laid on the floor, he looked so pathetic. He has no power at all, he doesn't own me. I'm free.

I went into the bathroom, stepping over him. I looked into the mirror, his blood was all over my face, down my neck and chest. I washed myself off in the sink. Going back into the other room, I got into the closet and put on some pants and a crop top.

"Why do they make blasters with a stun setting? The option should never be there. That's what makes us weak, the option for mercy." He stood, his blood still flowing. "I'm going to the hospital." He tossed something from his pocket to me, I caught it. It was a little white box with a black smiley face on it. "Do whatever the fuck you want. You will anyway."

I watched him leave the room, I looked down at the box in my hand. Why would he give me this? I can't use it, I have to wait on Ghoul. Maybe he'll forget he gave it to me, I'll hide it. I went over to my drawer with the dildos, I took one to the kitchen, using a spoon handle to jab into the base of it. I shoved the box into it and put it back into my drawer. Now I have a way for me and Ghoul to get out without him knowing.

I couldn't keep from shaking, I sat down on the couch, staring at the bed. I just kept feeling him inside me, over and over. I went over to the TV and turned it on. The news was on, I could see a picture of a white car with a spider on the hood.

"A major security breach has occurred at the residence of prior S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W Korse. It was the vehicle of the Killjoys, confiscated by Korse after they were defeated. It has reportedly been stolen by somebody in a purple mask, seen heading south towards the night club 'Vampire Money' The reward for capturing the person who stole this vehicle would be met with endless rewards and even an offer for a position with Better Living."

I stood and walked back over to the dildo drawer, getting the one with the box out, taking it from the hollow. Surely it's Fun Ghoul who stole that car. He must be setting up for us to leave. But I have this, couldn't I just go, surely this club isn't that hard to find. It's just south of here, Korse lives here.

I got into my closet, changing into the best damn dress I own. Going into the bathroom, I put on some heels, a black wig and lipstick. I went to the intercom, pressing the button, the little device beeped, I pressed the button and the door beeped. I opened the door and stepped into the eerily quiet hall. Closing the door behind me. I stared across the hall at Korse's door. I decided why not go in? I stepped across and opened the door, he hadn't locked it. I stepped in and saw a totally normal apartment room. I went through an open door on the other side of the room, my heart thumping.

I saw a large bed, on the wall opposite of it I saw a mannequin wearing a purple jacket, a red wig and light blue pants. My blood ran cold, I went over and put my hand on the shiny blue material.

I immediately passed out.

I was outside, the desert sky above me, I saw Fun Ghoul sitting on the trunk of a white car. I hopped on and put my arms around his waist, my legs around him.

"Why'd you disappear?"

"I couldn't sleep."

I pressed my lips to his ear. "Why, is something bothering you?"

He shook his head and turned to press his lips to mine. "I was just thinking about what you said earlier, about the Phoenix witch. Do you really believe all that?"

I shrugged and squeezed his waist, lacing my fingers on his stomach. "I don't know, we have to believe in something. Especially her, she could really use some hope."

"Do you really love me?" Ghoul asked.

I hummed and kissed him on the neck a couple of times. "Of course I do, everything I said to her was true."

Ghoul put his hand on mine on his stomach. "I thought you had a bulletproof heart."

I laughed. "I do, but you've got a hollowpoint smile." We both laughed, we laughed so hard that it stung.

I woke up on the floor of Korse's room. Looking up at the mannequin. This belonged to Poison. I took off my dress without really thinking about what I was doing I put on the pants and the jacket, I didn't have a shirt on under it, but I wouldn't need a shirt.

It was just my size, I hadn't even noticed the tears falling down my face. I wiped them away and was about to leave the room, I found a gun laying on the floor, I put it into the holster on the pants. I took off the wig and I left the room, getting into the elevator and pressed the button that said 'Exit' my heart was pounding. And I stepped out into the city.