Chapter 10: Pain

It didn't take long until Melissa walked back inside to check up on Scott, Lydia and Stiles. I decided instead of sitting on the porch that I would sit in my car and listen to the radio. The werewolf business isn't not my forte and I don't want to intrude on the process, besides I can hear perfectly from here.

My thumb drums on my steering wheel as a Justin Bieber sang plays. As much of a douche bag he is he makes some good songs.

I wonder what Stiles listen to?

Probably some techno, I saw him at a blackout party a few weeks back. He is a terrible dancer but he was entertaining. His lanky arms moved wildly and offbeat to the music but he didn't care. He was having fun so that was all that mattered.

Me, I had on a neon pink crop top, a pair of black short and fuzzy go go boots to complete my look. The green and pink neon paint was drawn all over my toned stomach and arms. Some of the cheerleaders, Ginger and Cassidy tagged along with me resembling the same attire as I. I wasn't friends with them but there is an understanding code that cheerleaders stuck together.

Stupid, I know.

Regardless we had fun until the green eyed wolf kicked everyone out. Before that when I was dancing with some senior, I saw a shadow figure with a mask in the dark. My eye sight is A1 so I knew it wasn't my mind playing tricks. The fact it was here was enough ammo to get the heck out. We left in my car, ate In-and-out and slept over Cassidy's house. The thought of being at home alone made me cautious. I learned the name of the masked shadow when we had school the next day.

Oni.

I had as much knowledge on it as Ginger in AP Physics. I went home and used Wikipedia to search it and came up with a huge list of Eastern supernatural beings. There are more of us out there and Beacon Hills barely scratched the surface.

I can smell a supernatural but I try not to make contact with them. I'm not a fighter, more of a cat that runs from danger. I shapeshift to mask my scent and blend with the crowd to stay hidden.

I shake my head of my cowardliness and turn up the radio as another song plays. I didn't even hear or sense anyone until something blunt hit me in the head sending my head to hit the window hard. I wasn't prepared and I couldn't stay awake.

A whimpering noise to the left of me stirred me out of my sleep. My head felt spacey like it was full of helium. I couldn't smell anything familiar except a light perfume.

"Raquel, please wake up," something or someone cried in a panic.

Panic, fear.

The smell of it radiates in the mildew air around us.

"Please wake up," it says louder than before.

I turn to look at it, the bright colors on them swirled together. I never felt anything like it before. It tapped my face making everything clear up a bit. She looked distraught and sickly. Her eyes stared into mine with unquestionably concern.

"Lydia," I ask.

My throat hurts so much, everything hurts. From what I can tell we are in a tunnel, we are the only ones here. My head hurts and I can taste a little blood in my mouth.

"Raquel, thank gosh you are awake. Come we got to get moving," she says.

She holds my arm but I can't feel her touch. I can't feel anything. My breathe comes out in frantic, what is going on?

"She won't be able to move, I injected her with lidocaine so she won't be moving for a while," a different voice says from a distance.

I look over my shoulder and see him walking towards us. His face is pale and the dark bags under his eyes.

I growl as he comes closer and Lydia holds on to my arm as a sense of security. The once goofy smile I admired looked sinister as his soulless eyes stared into mine. I can feel my eyes changing, weakly challenging him to come closer.

"What, Raquel? Here I thought you would be happy to see me," he mocks as he squats in front of me.

He looks just like him but I can't hear anything. I can't hear his heartbeat.

"Where are we? Where is Stiles?"

He laughs leaning closer to me, moving a strand of my hair out my face. His touch is cold and hard on my face.

"Why worry about Stiles? He is slowly dying besides I am here now. We are alone," he trails his hand on my thigh before looks over at Lydia with a predator smile, "unless Lydia wants to join in on a threesome."

"You are sick. You are not going to win," she spits in hatred.

"You see, I'm a thousand year old fox. We are just playing my game." He laughs, he grabs hold of my neck pulling me in.

"We are going to play all night long."

I dread what he has in mind for fun.

Silence is golden but when you can tell someone wants to say something then it is annoying. I can hear her clear her throat five times now and I can see her body shift on the cold stairs.

"Are you going to tell me what happened?"

I turned my head to glare at her but with one eye swollen shut I probably look like a pirate.

"I will be alright," I whisper, my lip busted.

I will be better after I feed, the drug is slow to wear off but I can feel every bruise, every bite on my raw skin. The fucking demon hit a new low after he forced himself in me, my pain was his pleasure. He dragged me off to some corner away from Lydia where he raped me. It is better than him preying on her; I can handle it I repeated to myself when he was thrusting in me raw. I can handle the pain. If I hadn't been drugged I probably could have ran out with Lydia, I feel so hopeless.

"I am so sorry, Raquel. I'm sorry what ever happened to you," her voice cracks under pressure.

Her tears run down her dirty face and I can't help but feel something towards the strawberry blonde girl. Even if she asked me a stupid question. Just looking at my battered appearance you can tell I'm not fine. I'm nowhere near it. Because I'm too weak, I am in the worst pain I have ever been. My back is painfully against the wall as we sit side by side by some stairs.

"If you apologize again I'm going to scream," I mumble to myself.

Her hand lays over mine, trying to get some sort of comfort and reassurance. Out of some of my broken fingers I wrap my unbroken pinky with hers.

"We will be alright," I assure her.

Even with the words coming out my mouth I am unsure if we will be.

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