First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story.
Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only.
Warning for this chapter ::: Character Death x 2 (There will be no more disclaimers for character death in further chapters.) This chapter may be shocking in more ways than one! Proceed with caution!
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*~Marty and Todd ::: Chapter Eleven~*
Marty looked worried as she heard Todd mention Powell's name.
It didn't sound good, and she hoped that Powell hadn't found Starr, Jack or Sammy.
"Todd please!" Tea cried out. "He's going to kill me!"
Powell took the phone away from Tea and began to speaking into it. "Hello,
Todd," he said snidely.
"Powell," Todd breathed, his eyes going very dark blue when he spoke to the nut who had raped women at Llanview Hospital and had tried to frame him for the crime.
"Yes, it's me... the one and only."
"What do you want, Powell?"
"Marty. I want Marty," said Powell. "Where is she?"
"She can't come to the phone right now," Todd said, as there was no possible way he would ever put Marty on the phone with this psychopath.
"I won't stop until I have her..." Powell threatened. "Shall we make a deal... how about your sexy ex-wife Tea for the woman you so cruelly raped Marty?"
"No!" Todd growled.
"If you don't do what I want, Todd... Tea will die."
"There is no deal, Powell. You'll never touch Marty... EVER," Todd bit out, his jaw clenched.
"What about Tea?" Powell asked.
"It's okay, you can have her," Todd said, as he abruptly disconnecting the call.
He then snapped his phone closed and shoved it back in his pocket. Looking into Marty's eyes, Todd tenderly caressed her cheek. His touch was so soothing, as though to caress away all of her worries. "Now, where were we?"
he asked softly.
"He's not going to come after me, is he?" Marty asked fearfully. It scared her to think that psycho could come and grab her at any moment, perhaps even when she was sleeping.
Lovingly Todd continued to caress Marty's smooth cheek while gazing deeply into her eyes. "I'd never let him have you," Todd promised. "I told you, I won't let anyone hurt you, Marty... ever again."
He held her so tight, wanting to calm all her fears. Surrounding them were a half dozen windows giving view to a raging storm so close outside.
Lightening flashed and rain fell, but here, in their hotel room, Todd would protect her and keep her safe. "Forget Powell... Forget Tea. Forget everything," Todd urged. "No one is here... only us."
Marty nodded as she looked at him, leaning in to softly kiss him upon the lips.
"Just us," she said softly. Nothing else at that moment seemed to matter.
*~o~*
"What did Todd say?" Tea asked Powell urgently when he had hung up the phone.
"He's coming back here, right?"
"He said I could keep you," Powell said with a sinister laugh.
"No... no... Todd wouldn't say that..." Tea said as heated tears smeared dark trails upon her cheeks.
"You're mine now!" Powell said, coming toward her with the knife in hand.
Minutes later Powell pulled the knife from Tea's flesh after having plunged it deep into her body. She wasn't crying anymore, but neither was she talking and annoying him as she had earlier. Tea DelGado wouldn't annoy anyone ever again. She was very much dead.
Powell licked his knife clean while he thought about his next victim. It was time to prowl.
*~o~*
Todd took Marty's lips in a sweet kiss. Once again his fingers tangled into her hair, holding her head steady. He kissed her with growing hunger, the warmth of the fire nearby playing upon his skin. He forgot everything, as the fire between he and Marty began to rage.
Marty gave herself up to Todd, returning his hungry kiss as she lost herself in him and the moment. She wanted nothing more than Todd as she worked to remove his shirt from his body.
Todd shrugged off his shirt as Marty pulled it away from his hard chest. He then unzipped her black dress, sliding the material off her shoulders. Soon he had the dress pulled down to her waist.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured, loving how the dancing flames of the fire played off her soft skin.
With hot kisses, Todd moved his lips along her neck, across her throat, toward her breasts. Through her sexy bra, Todd wet the lacy fabric with his tongue.
He then grasped a nipple in his teeth, gently biting it. As he nibbled softly on the hardened nipple, he pressed his body up to hers while she remained on his lap, allowing her to feel the strength of his cock as it grew in his pants.
Marty tipped her head backwards as she let out a moan of pleasure, feeling him biting on her nipple. There was no mistaking his hardness as she felt it pressing against her through his pants.
She raked her fingers through his hair. "I want you."
Todd teased one nipple with his tongue and then the other. He then raised his head, eyes dark with desire as he gazed into Marty's eyes. "You can have me," he said in a husky voice. Reaching behind her, Todd unhooked her bra. He tossed it aside, his eyes rivetted on her lovely breasts. "I cannot believe I have the most beautiful woman in the world in my arms," he said thickly. He then returned to spreading kisses all over her naked breasts. Hungrily he started feasting upon a nipple.
Marty pushed him onto his back and then rolled them both over until she was lying beneath him. She wrapped a leg around him, pulling him in closer. "Oh yes," she moaned as her body arched up toward his.
"Mmmm... Todd," she cried out as she loved what he was doing with his mouth.
Lying atop Marty, Todd continued to mouth her breasts. Sucking on them hard, he kissed down her belly, pulling her clothing aside until she wore nothing but a sexy pair of dark-blue panties. Gently he bit thruough the material of the crotch, tasting her on the fabric. Brushing the fabric aside, he could see how much she wanted him. "Yummy," he murmured.
Marty smirked. "I'm waiting to feel your tongue... Waiting to feel you licking and tasting."
Todd teased a finger along Marty's slit, catching some of the moisture of her feminine juices. He then rubbed his fingertip against her clit, making it stand up hard. He pinched it lightly between his fingers, then used his tongue to taste her so softly. Pushing the tip of his tongue against her opening, he slowly entered her snug channel. Wiggling his tongue, he managed to slip even more of it inside.
She raised her hips, moaning in pleasure. "Mmmm... Todd," she murmured.
"Yesssss, just like that," she moaned, wanting him to please her all night long.
She let out a soft gasp of pleasure.
Hearing Marty's moans of desire spurred Todd on. His tongue a hungry animal, it burrowed deeply into her slick channel, tasting and thrusting. He then nibbled on her outer feminine lips while gently giving her clit a twist.
"YESSSS! More," Marty begged. "I want more!"
Giving her one last kinky lick, Todd stood, removing all his clothes.
His cock stood out in front of him, massively erect. "My cock wants your mouth," he said gruffly, moving over to the couch where Marty lay, so his tip was only about three inches from her beautiful lips.
She didn't hesitate as she gave him the pleasure he had been seeking.
She was starved, and it wasn't for the steak dinner that Todd had ordered.
"That's it," Todd groaned, brushing her long blond hair from her face as he slowly fed more of his cock into her sweet mouth. Her lips on him, so soft and silky, were driving Todd absolutely wild. He watched her face, his gaze locked to hers while her mouth was locked upon his throbbing cock. "Marty, ohhh baby,
yessss," Todd hissed as he was pulsated against her tongue.
Marty loved the sounds that he was making as her tongue teased and tormented him. She lost herself in the passion.
Todd groaned again as Marty's lips teased the length of his throbbing cock.
With a soft popping sound, he pulled his shaft free of the suction of her lips.
"No more," he said gruffly. "I want to be inside you, baby..." If she suckled on his shaft another second, he was going to spill his seed before he had the pleasure of fucking her.
Marty softly chuckled. "Well, then I think you should be inside of me..."
Todd couldn't have agreed more. He sat down on the couch, pulling Marty back down on his lap once again so she was facing him. Grasping her slim hips in his hands, he eased her down onto his cock. He watched as his tip disappeared into her snug slit. He made no move to enter any further, just held her there.
"How does that feel?" he said in a low sexy voice.
"I need more," she begged. "So good ... Gimme more, Todd..."
Todd exhaled sharply as she wrapped her arms around him so tight and pleaded for more. She felt so amazing and tight as he slowly lowered her down on his cock, watching the entire length of him disappear into her core. "Ohhh Marty," Todd moaned, intense pleasure overtaking him as he kissed her neck.
She ran her fingers through his hair as she tilted her head backward to give him better access to her neck. "Mmmmm... Todd," she moaned, clutching his shoulders and moving her hips.
Todd felt Marty rocking her hips, sending him deeper. Grasping her ass-cheeks in his big hands, he began to move her slowly up and down on his erection. The entire time his mouth was on her neck, nibbling and suckling. He was going to mark her with his bite. She sunk her long fingernails into his shoulders as as felt his hot mouth and teeth upon her neck.
Their bodies moved together in the dance of love. "You feel so good, Marty," he breathed into her ear. "So tight... so hot. I wanna fuck you so hard... so hard..."
"Ohhh yes, Todd, fuck me hard," begged Marty. "Come on, REALLY hard. I want to feel you."
Todd went wild when he heard Marty's words. Up till now, he had been holding himself in check with her, but he couldn't do it anymore. He wanted her too much...
Still inside her, he stood, walking over to the animal-skin rug situated in front of the fireplace. Lowering Marty onto it, he was atop her. His breath was harsh as he began to thrust, hard and fast, his cock pounding into her fiercely.
She raised her hips to meet his every thrust. "Harder!" she cried out.
Marty's pussy clasped Todd's cock so tight as he began to thrust as hard as he possibly could into her. With every thrust, her body arched to meet his.
He made animalistic sounds as his cock speared into her sheath again and again.
"Fuck!" he exclaimed on the verge of exploding.
The harder he was going, the closer Marty came to reaching her climax. Todd was an amazing lover, and right now she was enjoying every moment of the pleasure he was giving her. "Todd!" she gasped.
Pounding hard into Marty with all his strength, Todd exploded. Jets of his hot sperm cascaded against her walls as he came so hard. He was completely blown away by the powerful orgasm. Thrusting roughly, he released the remainder of his hot seed into her slick depths. Seconds later, Marty joined him at the heights of ecstasy.
Todd was totally out of it. His orgasm had been mind-blowing and for a moment he had even forgotten where he was. He had just had the best sex of his life and it had been with the woman he loved. His eyes opened and he saw Marty crushed beneath him. "Ohhh Marty, ohhh God... did I hurt you?" he then asked,
tenderly cradling her cheek in his hand. He remembered being so rough,
thrusting hard and deep into her slick heat... again and again. He'd shoot himself if he had hurt this woman who was his very heart.
Marty was catching her breath. "No," she said as kissed him. "I'm fine."
Withdrawing from Marty's moist depths, Todd gathered her up in his arms.
Gently he carried her over to the bed and lay her down on it's center. His gaze locked to hers, he joined her there. "Are you sure?" he asked in a soft whisper. "I never want to hurt you again, Marty. I wouldn't be able to bear it." He tenderly caressed her cheek as he looked at her with concern. "I love you so much..."
During their lovemaking in the past, Todd had always been considerably careful with Marty, never quite giving all of himself to her. Due to their nightmarish past, he had always feared he would hurt her, and he loved too much to risk causing her any sort of pain. Tonight though had been different, he hadn't been able to hold back the wild demon lurking just under the surface.
"I love you, too, Todd, and I'm sure. I would tell you if you had hurt me," she promised.
"It was fine. I asked you to go harder, remember?" she said to him soothingly. "You didn't hurt me."
As he tenderly caressed Marty's cheek, her words finally reached him. All the tension went out of his shoulders, and he sighed, laying back against the pillows. The rain fell hard against the window behind the bed where they lay,
leaving lovely silver patterns across the glass. Todd pulled Marty into his embrace, cuddling her against his naked chest. Her long hair trailed across his chest in a soft caress.
*~o~*
Powell couldn't believe the KAD frat house still stood. It had to be the oldest buiding on campus. As he approached it for the second time this night, he decided that this would be the place where he would take Marty and make all his sins up to her. "Marty, I can't wait till you get here... and you'll be mine forever," said Powell as he walked in the front door and took a look around. "What a mess..." he said,
noticing debris everywhere. It wasn't long before he went upstairs,
approaching the room where Marty had been raped at the top of the stairs.
Powell walked into the room where it all happened, that very room where he,
Todd, and Zach had taken turns raping Marty that fateful, long-ago day. There on the floor, in the exact same place the bed had been, Powell saw a mattress.
Upon that mattress was a woman with long blond hair. "Marty?" Powell asked in a hopeful voice, seeing the woman sit up to look at him.
"Wh-who's Marty? And who are you?" Stacy Morrasco asked. "Why are you here?" Stacy's sister had kicked her out and she had no where to stay, so she had ended up here in this old abandoned building. At first it had seemed better than a park bench, but now Stacy wasn't so sure.
"Marty, don't be afraid. It's me... Powell. I didn't mean it. It was all Todd's fault. I never wanted to rape you that night. Todd made me do it.
He said I wouldn't be a man if I didn't... I'm so sorry, Marty," Powell said as he took two steps toward the woman and backed her up into a corner.
"I'm here to make it all better for you..."
" I- I don't know what you mean," Stacy stammered. "Look, why don't you just call up this Marty chick and apologize to her, okay? I only wanted a place to stay. I don't have anywhere to go."
"Marty, it's okay. You can stay here with me. We can make this our bedroom. This time we will make love... and it won't be rape. And you can have my baby," said Powell as he gazed at Stacy, seeing Marty standing there in his fucked-up mind. "Give me a kiss, Marty. Show Powell you forgive him."
Stacy scrambled away, tripping in her haste to get away from this crazy man. Who the fuck was Marty? She wished this Marty person would just show up and take this psycho away from her! He scared her.
Reaching out a hand, Powell hesitantly began caressing Stacy's cheek.
"Don't be afraid of me, Marty. I would never hurt you again..." Powell crooned. He didn't realize it, but his hand was all stained with Tea DelGado's blood.
Stacy felt something sticky on her cheek where he had caressed it. She reached up, touching her cheek and when she brought hand back down, she saw the blood and her eyes grew huge with fear. "No! GET AWAY!" She yelled, turning to run away from him.
"Don't scream like that, Marty. It hurts my ears..." Powell begged as he touched his ears which were stinging from Stacy's cries. "You screamed that night... and we had to put something in your mouth. You don't want me to have to put something in your mouth, do you?" Powell reached into his pants pocket,
looking for something to shove into Stacy's mouth. The only thing he could find was the bloody knife.
Stacy saw the knife. "Oh my God!" she gasped as she attempted to back away.
"Please no! Okay I won't scream," she bargained in a hiccupy sob. "Please, just put that away." She was trembling in fear now as she backed up, hitting the wall behind her.
Powell had her backed up to the wall and now there was absolutely no where for her to go. He looked down at the bloody knife clutched in his hand. He smiled as he began licking the stained blade. "It's okay, Marty... I won't hurt you with it," he said. "I only want to play a little."
Stacy looked incredibly terrified as she was shaking. "O-okay then, we can play;
I'll play anything you want, just put the knife away," she pleaded.
"Do you forgive me for all the things I've done, Marty?" Powell asked as he pocketed the knife. "It wasn't my fault... none of it. It was all Todd's idea. He wanted to hurt you. You know that, don't you?"
"Yes," Stacy said quickly.
"Yes, I forgive you. Todd is horrible... horrible," Stacy said, playing along.
"Lie down on the bed over there, Marty... let me show you how good it can be..." Powell suggested as he began playing with the zipper of his fly.
"C-Can't we just talk or something?" she asked nervously. "I mean- who says we have to have sex?"
"Would you like to talk about the night I raped you? Or would you rather talk about all those women I raped in the hospital... or the one I killed?"
Powell asked. "Or maybe we could talk about the woman I killed last night...
Todd's ex wife. He said he didn't even want her anymore, and that I could keep her.
I let her play with my knife..."
Stacy's face went white. "N-no," she whispered," That's okay...I'll - I'll just do what you want me to. I'll go lay down on the bed," She'd comply with this psycho; she didn't want to die. This guy was undeniably nuts.
Powell watched as Stacy made herself comfortable on the old mattress. "See,
that's not so bad, is it?" he said as he joined her on the stained and smelly mattress. "This time I won't have to lock the door, just like Todd and Zach made me do that night. And Todd isn't here, so no one will have to tie your hands. And it was Zach that put that sweat band into your mouth, wasn't it?"
"Marty, I don't want to hurt you this time... Take off all your clothes,"
Powell suddenly insisted.
Stacy hands were shaking as she started to get undressed. Why her? She should have just stayed on that stupid park bench.
"Ohhh Marty, you look so beautiful," Powell said as he took in the sight of Stacy's full breasts. He reached out and fondled one.
"Take off your panties, Marty," he insisted. Stacy was too scared to speak as she removed the panties. She whimpered as he fondled one of her breasts.
Powell's interest peaked when Stacy removed her thong-like panties and tossed them aside. He was staring at Stacy, but all he could see in his twisted mind was Marty. Stacy just wanted this to be over, so she could get far away from this nut-job. She had a sick feeling in the in the pit of her stomach.
"Marty, I'm sorry," Powell said in a sneer.
"Please don't hurt me," Stacy pleaded.
"Turn over!" Powell growled. "Do it! Now!" He flashed the knife in front of her face, thinking perhaps he should just kill her and get it over with!
Stacy turned over quietly on the mattress, wondering what this creep was going to do to her. He was going to kill her; she could feel it.
Powell looked at Stacy's plump asscheeks as she lay upon on the mattress.
"What a nice ass you have, Marty..." Powell said as he fondled her buttcheeks.
He took the handle of the knife and began tracing the cleft of her ass with it.
Stacy swallowed, feeling the knife as he started to trace the cleft of her ass. She didn't want to die not like this, at the hands of a crazy man.
Powell continued to play with the knife, sliding it up and down the cleft of Stacy's ass. "Marty, tonight it will end. I will end your suffering now and forever," he said. "No longer will you be tormented by what Todd, Zach, and I did that long-ago night." He then pressed the blade of the knife against Stacy's spine.
"B-but I forgave you... is this really necessary?" Stacy asked.
"I will silence you forever. Never to feel pain, never to remember what I did to hurt you that night," Powell said, as he dug the blade of the knife into Stacy's soft flesh. Before she could say another word, he rammed the blade deeply into the back of her neck.
Stacy's body went limp. Her eyes were wide open as she lay face-down on the old mattress. Blood poured from her wound, seeping into the mattress to mark her death.
As she lay there dead, Powell began licking the knife once again. After it was clean, he shoved it back into his pocket. He kicked Stacy's body, turning it over. "What?" he growled, suddenly realizing after his kill that this WAS NOT Marty Saybrooke. In killing this woman, he wouldn't get back at Todd at all.
*~o~*
After a delicious steak dinner, Marty curled up with Todd, laying her head upon his chest.
She was so content, she nearly fell asleep until she heard Paloma cry.
Todd had pulled a blanket over their naked bodies as they had settled in bed, cuddling in each other's arms. He felt blessedly content, now that he was no longer on the lumpy couch and had the woman he loved in his embrace. Todd nearly dozed off when Marty stirred against him, hearing the baby's cry. "What is it... What's wrong?" Todd asked, stiffening.
Marty sat up, looking almost frightened. "I don't know... It's Paloma," she said as rushed out of the bed, throwing on her clothing a bit haphazardly. She hurried over toward the sound of her baby's piercing cry.
Paloma had kicked off her blanket in the night and she lay there crying in the middle of the portable crib. Todd got up and quickly, putting on his boxers.
"Is she okay?" he called out to Marty while running his fingers through his trousled dark-blond hair.
"I think so. It looks like she just kicked off the blanket." She reached into the portable crib, taking the baby into her embrace along with her blanket. Paloma continued to whimper as Marty crooned to her soothingly.
Todd watched as Marty approached, holding their daughter close. "Come here,"
he said to her, reaching out his arms to her and Paloma. "We need to talk about something."
Marty went to him hesitantly. "Why do I get the feeling this is something I'd rather not know?" she asked, as she held Paloma.
Todd wrapped his arms around Paloma and Marty as the three of them sat on the bed. "I love you both so much, you know that, don't you?" he asked softly,
kissing the top of Marty's head. He then kissed Paloma's plump little cheek.
"We gotta go back to Llanview, Marty. I can't let anyone else die.
Starr, Sammy, and Jack could be in danger as well as other people we love. I can't run from this like a coward," Todd said to her. "I think Powell may have harmed Tea last night... at least he was threatening to hurt her. Who knows who might be next. He's not going to stop until I do what must be done. I have to kill him."
Marty's eyes were huge with fear, but she knew there was no other way. "I guess you are right...but Todd he scares me. That man really scares me," she said as she held their daughter close. "I don't like Tea, but I don't want her dead either. No one deserves to die at the psycho's hands."
"No, not even Tea deserves that," Todd said as he caressed his fingers softly through Marty's long hair. He didn't want to tell her that Powell had wanted him to trade Marty for Tea, because that would just upset her more. "I'm sorry we have to cut our little 'vacation' short, but I think we should pack up now and get back to Llanview. We gotta make sure everyone is alright."
Marty nodded. "Alright," she said with a sigh as she put Paloma into her car seat carefully and began to pack their things for the return trip to Llanview.
Todd took the portable baby crib down and then helped Marty pack up their last minute items. It wasn't long before they were in the car, leaving Statesville and driving back toward Llandview. While he was driving, he withdrew his cell phone and placed a call to Blair. Unfortunately, he just got the voice mail. "Blair, I assume you are busy right now with John, but listen to me.
Starr and the boys are in danger. I'll meet you at your place in two hours...
we need to talk," Todd warned.
As they drove home, Marty hoped that Powell had just gotten bored and disappeared. Perhaps he was no longer in Llanview. She knew it was unlikely, but even so, she was hoping Powell was no where near anyone they loved.
As he drove, Todd glanced over at Marty. He reached across the distance between them and took her hand into his, giving it a light squeeze. "I love you, Marty Saybrooke. After this is all over... will you marry me?" Todd asked. He then just held his breath, waiting for Marty's answer.
Meanwhile, at the frat house, a madman went to the closet and withdrew a garbage bag. Inside the bag was Tea DelGado's stiff, dead body. He ripped the bag open and lay Tea down next to his other victim. "Don't be sad, girls," he said to the corpses. "I will play with you soon... but first, I gotta go hunting..."