Chapter 11: Hopeless

His teeth punctured my neck as his hands gripped my sides. He violated the one place a woman held with pride but for me it felt numbing. Numb as he grunted through my walls, numb when he bit on my nipple and numb when he climaxed all over my chest. I had to get my prey every few days but this is not for enjoyment, or pain. I can't feed from someone; or something that has no physical body. His dark eyes never wavered from mine when he started this assault. I held the stare showing that I am not easily wavered, I have been highly disrespected to the degree of a succubus. My heated glare spoke more volumes than words, I will get my vengeance.

"They'll find us."

I painfully turn my head to look at Lydia as she spook to the Nogitsune. He gave her an amused smile pulling me closer to his chest. My muscles scream in pain as I try to get out of his tight grasp but I'm too weak.
"My friends are going to find us."
He groans before letting me go walking towards her. My body shifts to the wall hardly holding up.

"You think so? I myself, was kind of wondering what they're doing right now. What useless lead they're chasing.
I wonder if maybe some of them have bigger problems to deal with right now.
Are they really spending every minute looking for you? Or are they waiting for nightfall? Focused on some hopeless gesture to pass the time."

He is inches from her face with her enclosed by the bars at the end of the stairs. Everything in my body is telling me to get up, to protect her but I can barely move now. He used all my pain to drain my power and energy to keep me barely alive. But for what?
"What do you want?" I ask.

He slowly turns from her to me.

"More."
"More what?" She asks.

He turns back to her moving his hand towards her face, I growl in warning but it is as terrifying as a kitten hissing at a bird.

"The Trickster stories are all about food, Lydia. The Coyote, the Raven, the Fox. They're all hungry. I'm the same."

He turns from her to climb the stairs, his soulless eyes looking over my battered frame. Fear trembles my soul as he takes a seat next to me, his hand on my jean covered knee. He runs it over in a mockery of comfort.

"I just crave something a little different.
I eat what you feel."

Suddenly his grip on my knee tightens as a loud snap fills the air. A piercing scream escapes my lips as the pain overcomes all the pain I had before. Tears run from my eyes as I try to conceal my screaming with my hands. His hand grips the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him. Lydia stares in horror backing away into the rails, her tears matches mine.

"It is your pain that I want."

He moves my neck towards him, smashing his lips with mine in an angry kiss, his tongue tangles with mine tasting the tears running down my face. His nails puncture my neck and I can feel the little bit of life of me slipping away. Just before my life is completely over he lets go of my neck and lips, my breathing comes out rapid and raspy. He licks his lips before getting up to walk back down the stairs.

"It is your pain that satisfies me."

He is sick, disgusting but in the past was I any better? A demon is a demon no matter whom or what they prey on.

A familiar smell drifted into the mildew air causing both of us to stop. A relief sigh escapes my lips while a sinister smile comes on his. Lydia looks back and forth between us.

"They're here." I barely whisper.

Determination fills her eyes as the words sinks in.

"They're here. And I don't need to scream to know that they're going to kill you."

He grabs my arm forcefully brings me up on my feet. My body screams in protest as he drags me down each step.

"Good." He opens up the rail gate pushing me inside.

My body falls on the cold ground, I moan in agony as Lydia is pushed on top of me. The extra weight on my body is crushing my lungs making it hard to breathe. Black spots in my vision make everything hard to focus.

I can't do this anymore, I can't keep myself alive with this much pain and misery. Hell, I can't keep Lydia safe from this fox.

"Because that's exactly why I brought you. I needed to know when they'd be close enough. When my own death was closing in."

The door screeches as he closes it standing in front of us. A black rod is in his hands as Lydia scrambles to get off of me. I could barely lift myself when four Onis' surrounded us; more fear trembled inside of me.

"Cause only when they're close, can I do this Lydia."

He breaks the rod before I lose my strength sending me back to the ground face first. I can smell blood coming from my temple as I lay almost dead.

Every bone and muscle in my body screamed for mercy as my eyes closed. The fact that I have lived this long is nothing short of a miracle seeing how I had to learn to survive on my own without guidance. I had to trust my instincts to get where I am now even if I am taking my last breaths. Out of all my wrongdoings I still fall short. I can't save Lydia, I can't save anyone.

"Raquel, stay with me," I heard from a distance.

The high pitched voice sounds like it is miles away, I can't open my good eye to see.

"Lydia, Raquel."

A deeper voice cries in panic.

"Over here. We are over here."

Sneakers sound as they run down stairs but still my ears are muffled to hear if they are near or far.

"What happened?"

"He beat her, he beat her badly."

"Raquel, say something! Please!"

I can't get my mouth to move but a small whimper comes out.

"We are going to get you out of her."

"We? Who else is here? Who came with you? Who else is here?"

I can sense panicked in the pitched voice as I give up. I couldn't hear the rest. I'm going to die and it all started when I moved to Beacon Hills, California.

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