A/N: I know I know, I haven't updated this in forever. But hey! Here's the next chapter.
Ambiguity and Ambrosia Chapter 5: Nobody Move, Nobody Gets Hurt
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Stream.
Pulse.
Stream.
Deep Breath, deep breathe, deep breath.
Hitch.
Tense.
Relax again.
Stream.
Pulse.
Stream.
...
I could feel the blood pool in my head, clotting, pushing platelets and intercellular fluid through veins, capillaries, the circulatory circuit of my body.
There was a weight on my legs, my stomach....slowly escalating to my chest.
It was heavy, heavier still, and it was warm.
Almost scorching.
Then I felt pain, hot searing agony through my chest, like it was being carved open.
My eyes shot open, grabbing the wrist of whoever it was on top of me.
"STOP! STOP!" I yelled, looking down to where a glittering knife was half embedded in my chest, blood oozing and pooling over the ripped skin, soaking into the white blankets leaving a crimson trail of gore.
The blood started to stream down my chest, over my sides, making a small circle as it seeped into the bedding below me.
My eye-sight was blurry, I couldn't see a damn thing, but I knew who was above me, holding me down, torturing me.
The knife was pushed in a little deeper, the metal scarping bone and I released an ear-splitting scream.
My heart beat was so loud in my head, pounding and pounding.
More blood pooled, spilt, slid over my sides, I felt like I was bathing in it.
Those hands left the knife where it was, perfectly vertical, stuck in my sternum, and started smoothing the blood into my skin, like a lotion, making small circles and indiscernible patterns.
Again that wicked smile reared it's hideous head, gleaming like a star and blinding me.
I started to hyperventilate, shake uncontrollably like I was going into shock.
I felt hot breath on my skin, cooling the over-heated blood staining me.
Then added wetness, though it was stiff.
Like licking.
My eyes shut tight, I shook even harder, screamed even louder.
That warm heat traveled with those murderous hands, "let me go, let me go," I whimpered, voice cracking and barely audible.
How was I still conscious?
"No." The being breathed into my ear, licking the rim and smearing a bloodied hand through my hair.
"Stop this, stop it, why why!?"
A hard chuckle and then I felt that knife pushed deeper, the being putting all their weight into it.
Another scream. "DOUMEKI!!"
"Watanuki." He breathed again, a sadistic edge to that usually passive voice,
I was crying so hard, I couldn't even fight back,
"Watanuki," He breathed again and I could feel his pelvis rub against mine.
"stopstopstopstopstop," I repeated again and again, hoping that he would snap out of it. He gripped my shoulders, picking me up and then slamming me back down onto the futon.
"Stop?" He asked, no not asked, he never asks, "I think you're saying otherwise. Another small grind against my pelvis.
"You're killing me..." I whimpered, my chest was numb, I couldn't feel, see, I could barely hear.
"Watanuki," again he was on top of me.
"Watanuki."
"WAKE UP!"
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A/N: CHAPTER DONE! oh-ho-ho where the hell is this stuff coming from???
I don't know....
Anyways, I'm really getting into some trippy shit now, SO FASTEN YOUR SEAT-BELTS CAUSE THIS HERE IS THE WILDEST RIDE IN THE WILDERNESS!
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