So everything begins finally. The prologue and the scene to it is finally in full in this chapter. I hope I did some justice. It was really hard to write. Hope you all like it.
Chapter 5: Till My Soul Is No More. Who Can Be Sorry?
WARNING: CHAPTERS CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DEATH SENTENCE, THE PLOT OR THE CHARACTERS E.T.C, I ONLY CLAIM MY OC KASSIA. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED. NOR DO I CLAIM THE LYRICS USED IN THIS CHAPTER. THEY BELONG SOLEY TO THE ARTIST TAYLOR SWIFT. I FELL IN LOVE WITH THE CSI: REMIX THEY DID OF HER MOST RECENT SONG. "YOU'RE NOT SORRY" I DO NOT CLAIM ANY OF THAT!
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"STOP IT! NOOOOO!" My voice traveled on. It was like I wasn't heard, this wasn't real. I knew something all this time, but I didn't expect this fallout. This man didn't care if I was innocent or scared even. He only cared about one thing, getting revenge on my family. "GET OFF ME YOU FUCKING JERK! GET THE HELL OFF ME! MOM, MOM, DAD. LUKE! SOME HELP HELP ME!" My cries were rendered. "Please leave me alone." I begged one final time as my cries faded out. His leather slid into the deep cuts on my arm and he growled as he was apparently noticing the satin of deep purple it made connecting with the leather. His eyes were dark and he wore a hoodie under a leather jacket, with the hood draped up.
His dark brown chocolate eyes were just like Rowan's. This was his brother. This was his life, his family. So he knew this all? Then he really wasn't my friend was he? I started shaking uncontrollably as he threw me into my door, busting it open. I saw pieces of the bathroom floor, pieces of wood. Scattered and the man pulled back as my Dad came flying out attached to a man's collar who wore a black bandana type thing around his head. He didn't even have time to notice as they went right over the banister and it all crashed into pieces and I threw my head back to avoid being hit. "Dad!' I screamed, thrashing once more. It was no use. He was too strong. The man reached out and grabbed onto the back of Luke's shirt as he was thrown from the other man. "Luke. Luke." I cried out. "Leave him alone he had nothing to do with this. LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I shrieked out. I heard my mother's screams.
"Mom. Mommy Get off her leave her alone. Leave us alone." I shouted. I let my blood curling shriek hit the walls of this torn apart home and kicked with all my might. The man hissed at me having trouble with keeping me in his grasp and keeping Luke as well. I reached for Luke as he cried out for Mom. "Kassia. Leave her alone!"
"Luke. Lukers. " I whimpered. At this point I wasn't able to do anything, but kick furiously. My mind was going mad and all I did was scream and thrash furiously.
"Mom ah!" Luke yelled. As we neared the stairs. A man a little more dark skinned with a tattoo stretched above to the top of his head. He had a hold of my mom and she kicked and Luke reached out for her. The man pulled back on her growling and his hand hit her boob as they fell down the slick stairs, tethered with wood and dust, whit everywhere. I jerked get off me! Stop it! Let go!" And he did. He grunted and threw me past the man and down the stairs. I slid in the dust and ruble. I went to crawl for the person nearest and that was my Mom. I tugged on the ends of her satin robe and she reached for my hand and screamed as the man threw her aside. I scrambled up only to feel an immense sting on the back of my neck. My palms slid all over the hard wood and blood smeared into the wood.
I strained to get up as mom held onto the wall! "GET OFF ME YOU FUCKING... BASTARD!" She yelled. The man behind me kept hold of Luke's shirt. I screamed as loud as my lungs would let me and it felt piercing as my Mom's blended in, her hold on the wall lost. My hope of one of us getting away lost. He threw her to the floor and pulled Luke from the other man. When I looked up I saw this man. Billy Darley. He stood in dark jeans, twisting his head around in readiness. I saw nothing, but darkness and vengeance in his eyes. He had that same tired look my dad had these past weeks. Gloves were over his hands and those dark tribal marks seeped up from that familiar red jacket. He leaned his head back defiantly and I saw the gun to his side.
"Oh god NO!" I screamed and I scrambled up finding my fear dulling from paralyzing to a tiny sting. As soon as I was up on my way to my mother's yelping form I was grabbed back and jerked up in the air. I shrieked as loud as my throat would let me. It poured, but it was meaningless. No one was coming to help and Dad's cries of pain behind me and the other man's groans. My breathing stopped and it escaladed fast. I heard everything, everyone in my entire life's voice echo in my head.
"Oh shit."
"You think? I dunno maybe Picasso has some new age competition."
"I'm the undying smart-ass and my hockey stick says it all."
"My babies... I love you both so much."
I closed my eyes and my tears slipped. I couldn't breathe. This was it. We were all dying. We had been for days, a week. I was able to twist my head in a rush behind me to my Dad who lay groaning and trapped under white pieces of wood. Dark pieces dust and glass. Lying tangled up with that man.
I never thought it would be this way at all. In this past week and a half, my life had turned around drastically, yet here and now, here I stand, my arms being crushed behind my back. The freshly made cuts on them burning, as this black man held onto me, he smelled like whiskey, leather, and smoke, his hands rough like the other man's who dragged me from by bed, away from the razor I left laying on my pillow. I watched in horror as the red leathered arm of my flame, the familiar figure that had grazed my vision these past few days, shot straight out, his fingers curled around the black gun. He spoke up, his deep voice making shivers go down my bare body as I was only in my black laced panty and bra set.
His eyes burned staring into me like a long lit rage of fire was being flamed only more. I turned my head away. I wasn't being thrown to the ground, but thrown into that Latino man. He smelled strong, stronger than regular smoke. "No! No." I whimpered. The dark man strode over to Billy and took his place.
He stayed silent as Billy spoke.
He spoke up, his deep voice making shivers go down my bare body as I was only in my black laced panty and bra set. "She's beautiful Hume. Black hair, that I'm gonna be pullin, large breast that will fill the hands I kill your bitch with. Smooth skin to touch and rub along, beautiful smooth legs that will be wrapped around me, while I fill her. " My mother screamed out and Luke whimpered. I turned my head. He barely spoke, until now. He scrunched his face up.
My whole body shook, he can't do that to me, and he will not be the man, better yet the monster that touches me first. I shook my head tears filling my eyes, my lip started quivering, and my whole body violently began to shake. I "remember that now, get that through ya fuckin skull!" I cried out for my fourteen-year-old baby brother lying on the floor in front of me, and my Mom across from him. Her eyes going back and forth between him and me.
Her eyes were welded with tears, her face covered with fright, her eyes locked with mine. I saw his bearded and scared face scrunch up and twist, before he raised his gun in a defying demeanor to my brother who shouted out. I looked to my left; everything seemed to happen in slow motion. My dad his eyes locked only on my mother's, her frantic calls of "no!" And her frantic shouting. Luke was shouting "No!" I heard him yell to me, as did my mother. "Kassia." My eyes welded with tears I tried to move being knocked in my stomach, as I could no longer move or breathe.
"Yeah. Kill these motherfuckers. Do it." The men egged on. Dark, hoarse.
I heard a click, and he pointed the gun straight at Luke's head. "No, Luke!" I shouted, with my mom's calls. "No!" I screamed out, my sharp shrill sounds piercing the night air, as the sound of the bullets collided with my scream. I felt like I was out of my body, watching this from some horror movie, through a window, a window of some else's life. Though this was my life, this was happening to me. I stared in horror heart pumping, stomach turning, hands clenched, hot tears spilling down my warm cheeks, I knew it was about to begin!
I didn't even recognize the sound that came from my mouth. It was harsh, deep. As fast as it took for me to react to seeing Luke's face twist closed and crimson run from the top of his head. A heard the leather of his arm shift and my eyes widened as the gun changed direction, shot out and another sound bounced off. My eyes were wide. "MOM!" I screamed. I heard my Dad's voice and saw him running straight. The man pulled me back as my shrieks came out. "NOOOOOO- AHH." His tired mouth yelled out. It sounded off, deathly.
"STOP IT!" I shrieked, kicking madly. And his face twisted like nothing. I didn't know where to look. I heard a shot rang out and my Dad's full force to reach my mother. He twisted as the small stain of crimson flashed before he hit the floor. Billy stood there a moment frozen with time and the dark man shook his head before his mouth twitched. My voice was long drought out and my cries turned hoarse. "Oh god." I went limp into the man's arms and he laughed darkly into the eerie lifeless silence. My family lay still on the floor, my baby brother gone unprotected. "Luke. Oh god..." I croaked out.
The man pulled me up roughly as Billy's face twitched up and his head shook with satisfaction. His eyes bore into me before he placed the gun back to his side. "Just fucking kill me too. If they die then I die with them! Bastard." I whimpered out. I didn't even fight as the other man took hold of me. I felt someone's sharp and rough hand grab me. " If I wanted to kill you I would have fucking done it first bitch." He jerked my shin roughly to face his heavy ragged mouth and dark face. "Were far from done. Tonight is far from fucking over. Kassia Hume." He spat my last name like dirt. Before everyone turned and walked over my family. I whimpered and struggled as the man pulled me roughly.
"No I can't leave them! Let me stay! Luke. M-mom. Dad."
I was drug, my toes burning from the carpet's hold on them. The man slammed something against my mouth before throwing me over his shoulder. He crushed my hands as the Latino man pulled out a blue light rope and he placed it over my hands from my place on the man's shoulder. "Get the fuck up them stairs and get his ass." The man stood up groaning and wiping at the seeping blood from his shoulders and wiping the debre from himself. He limped up the broken stairs grunting the whole way. "Put that girl in the back and watch her!" Billy demanded. I sobbed quietly as the front door opened and car horn sounded out.
The burst of night air fell all over me and I shivered. My skin was tainted, sore and flushed.
I cried and my weak attempts at beating the front of this man with my feet died out. I saw the gloss of the cars as he swung me forward and threw me into the back. My nose was immediately filled with the stench of leather and smoke. I cried into the duck tape. The blood running down my arm and the man's necklace. A heart with a dagger clung to it, leaned forward with his figure as he pushed himself over me and seated himself in the back. The front door slammed and the black gun was clicked once and tossed to the floorboard. I could barely see through my blurred tears and angry rage. I saw him grab his cross. "Fucking Joe." Was all his deep voice spoke into the night. He looked back to me and his hand pulled back and the material of the cool sweaty gloves rubbed my bare knee.
" No one makes a fucking mess in my world. No fucking exceptions!" And the loud roar of the engine came and I cried silently looking to the open door of my house and window. I bowed my head as my sobs were stopped by the thick gray sticky tape. My eyes widened as the man came out limping, blood pooled from his knee and he was with two other men. One in a deep green jacket and the same one that way in the mass of mini destruction on my entry way floor. My broken home.....
Last thing my brother ever did right. Have his eyes on the prize. Kassia is it?" Billy spoke darkly. "Gave me an idea." My legs buried themselves sinking into the leather as we pulled away from my house. Billy's eyes moved to the rearview mirror as his tires screeched turning the corner. My head moved around to watch until my house came out of the sight. Billy's eyes nodded into the mirror. I heard another roar behind us.
All this time I was wasting
Hoping you would come around
I've been giving out chances every time
And all you do is let me down
The dark man next to me shook his head and what I saw in his eyes confused me. They were remorseful. He pulled his jacket off and placed it over my bare legs. He looked to me and leaned into my ear. "I'm gonna take this shit off your mouth, but if you scream I'll have to put it back on Kassia, ok?" I was engulfed in tears and only nodded absentmidedly. He pulled the tape from my mouth and the hot air went away and I opened my lungs as a soft cry escaped them. I leaned my head back and cried. "Why?" I whispered.
"Why?" His voice was rough from the front. "Because your ass hole of a Daddy took my fucking brother from me!"
"So, your brother took mine from me!" I choked.
"From the looks of your arms and legs baby I don't think it was a problem was it?" His fist clenched onto the wheel as he made another turn. "Does it feel good? Ya know Rowan tells big brother everything and he eventually tells me. See I don't like being fucked with and your father stepped up into my end of the fucking sewer. So after the little fucking fun house chase I had me some quality time with a family photo a nice fucking chat and family time. "
"Fuck-" I was cut off as the man placed his hand over my mouth. "Bodie tape her fuckin' mouth shut. I don't want this bitch screaming. Well, when were not alone." The car halted to a quick stop. I flew forward. "Out," Billy commanded. "Make sure those two don't fuck anything up! Send Spink back to the office and make sure your ass is back here in fifteen fuckin' minutes!"
My heart sank. No he wasn't leaving me alone with this man. No. I sniffed as the man climbed forward. "No!" But it was useless as it was muffled. I saw Billy turn and his eyes sparkled as he moved to the back seat. I scooted as far as I could my breath shaking massively. He pulled me to him and placed his hand on my bloody arm. He threw Bodie's jacket to the ground. He shook his head. "Rich fucks aren't good for no one!" He growled. He leaned over and kissed my neck and I shivered. He pulled the tape from my mouth and I let out a shriek. "Go ahead. Scream. It won't help ya know? I didn't take that fucking tape off for nothing. Shut your fucking mouth before I shut it for you." His hand pierced my cheek and I sobbed as my head went to the side. I felt his fingers tickle my thigh.
"What are you doing? D-don't." I whimpered.
And it's taking me this long
Baby but I figured you out
And you think it will be fine again but not this time don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phoneThis is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you tell me that you're sorryBut I don't believe you baby
Like I did beforeYou're not sorry, ohh no no no
"Shh." He growled. I froze as I felt his fingers brush under the rim of my panties and my bottom arched off the leather and my knee hit the rough denim of his. "Please..." I begged one last time as he brushed them against my bare center. I let out something that wasn't a whimper. I heard the leather crunch as he whispered in my ear. "I'm gonna take a little fucking tour."
Looking so innocent, I might believe you if I didn't 've loved you all my life if you hadn't left me waiting in the you've got your share of secrets and I'm tired of being last to now you're asking me to listen cause it's worked each time before.
I leaned my head back as I felt his fingers feel around and travel lower, right for the place he wanted. I felt him push it aside and the tip of a warm finger slipped inside me. I hissed as the slight sting took notice. My tears were dried and my eyes burned. I felt something more coldly as he pushed the rest of his finger inside me and I lifted up with the pressure it was causing. I felt another slip as he slid in another finger. "Uh.." I whimpered tossing my head back. "Well well well. Tight." He pulled his fingers from me and I gasped as the pressure faded. He twitched them back and forth. He wiped them off on the leather of the coat. "So much blood and I barely even fuckin' touched ya. I didn't expect. All the better. Hume's virgin Mary." He laughed darkly. And before I could whimper again he pushed the fingers back up into me making me cry out in pain.
His other hand came down and began rubbing me. "There we go." Not so hard is it?" I tried to keep my mouth locked down, wishing like hell he'd let me keep the tape over it. I let out a moan as his fingers started thrusting in and out of me and I arched my back into the seat and my self up into his hand. He growled as I bucked up once more. His head was twitched and I couldn't stop myself from lingering my gaze into his eyes as I began to feel the familiar fire rise up.
You don't have to call anymoreI won't pick up the phoneThis is the last strawDon't wanna hurt anymoreAnd you tell me that you're sorryBut I don't believe you babyLike I did beforeYou're not sorry, ohh no no noYou're not sorry ohh no no
I squeezed tightly onto my muscles and tried to push the feeling back down, but he placed one hand over my stomach. "You can't stand it can you?" He whispered darkly, the husky whisper tingling through the air. "Come for me Kassia. You'll learn you can't fight me off." His tongue lingered against the hollow base of my ear.
"N-no." I moaned and bucked. I couldn't stop the vibrations forcing there way through my body. Attacking my every thread, washing over it like an icy fire. It took me and I moaned out and arched up into his hand. His motions went faster and I ignored the warmth and sting spreading throughout me. I moaned out as the fire hit all portions of my body and making my legs become one with the leather and my toes curl. My fingers grind together against the rope. I tried to hold the long moan as the fire spread to my stomach and made it's way down taking my muscles with it. He kissed the middle of my throat and the moan came out loudly. "God..."
"Isn't here," Billy cut me off. "It's me girl. Right now..." I nodded into him as my eyes fluttered and the spasm rocketed my center and skidded me to a halt sinking back down into the leather. After that I couldn't think. I didn't know what to feel. He removed his fingers from the elastic of my panties and climbed up front just as there was a knock on the window. Bodie climbed in. "Baggy's almost bandaged up. Heco's with him and I'll go back tonight." Billy nodded and Bodie turned to look at me in the back.
"What'd you fuckin' do to her?"
"We haven't even got to the painful part yet." Billy grunted. "Billy-"
"You better shut the fuck up Bodie! I told you once I won't let you get by with all the shit and you better remember that."
Bodie sighed. " I know man, but she's just a baby. She's not even eighteen until-"
"Until twenty minutes from now." Billy finished. "Your brother gives under threats ya know? But don't worry I didn't hurt the sore sobbing fuck. I'll have her in short time and by the time I get done with her there won't be an untainted piece of skin left on her."
You had me calling for you honey and it never would have gone away, used to shine so bright but I watch our loving you don't have to call anymoreI won't pick up the phoneThis is the last strawThere's nothing left to beg forAnd you tell me that you're sorryBut I don't believe you babyLike I did beforeYou're not sorry, ohh no no You're not sorry ohh no no no
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