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Look, I know it's been a while but here it is :) chapter 5! If you guys notice any errors, just feel free to message me directly or comment :D I hope you enjoy this long awaited chapter!
Brandon :D (Ashleigh)
Chapter 5: America the Dead
Andy scouted the backyard for some pool-cleaning tools as K-Mart napped on the front porch. Keeping her ears alert, Andy ventured farther away from the house. She searched through the thick, weedy grass for another hour before realizing that she wasn't going to have any luck. She finally gave up and decided that she would have to look through the hardware store to find what she needed. Walking around the house, she spotted Claire and made her way over to the athletic-looking woman. "Claire, I have a favor to ask of you," she called once she was close enough. Claire turned her head and nodded. "I need you to make sure K-Mart doesn't wake up for another hour. I need to go and get some supplies and I don't want to be gone when she wakes up." Claire looked at the smaller girl. She had understood every word that had fallen from Andy's mouth, but she couldn't believe that Andy was trusting her with her mate. "Absolutely, Andy," Claire stuttered. Andy nodded and turned away, eying her lover one more time before setting out to retrieve supplies. Claire watched her go and noted Andy's stride and composure. Andy walked with confidence and pride, as if she were on a mission and she was determined to complete it with the grace and speed of a lion in the wild. Claire wished that she had been that way with K-Mart. She felt as if it was her fault K-Mart left her. K-Mart had always thought Claire was ashamed to be with her, as if were a sin and Claire was only with her for the sex. Claire had always tried to reassure her, but had immediately felt that it had been no help for the younger girl's worried thoughts.
Claire sighed and walked toward the mansion, her strides long and her steps purpose-filled. At first, she fought back the lust that arose as every step took her closer to the object of her desires, but she finally realized that it was too overpowering. As she crept up the stairs, her mind raced and her heart pounded against her chest. It felt as if someone was using a sledgehammer to bust open her rib cage. What she was about to do could get her killed, but the consequences weren't fully engraved in her mind yet. 'No! Claire, you have to stop!' she screamed in her head. She came to a halt at the foot of the chair and sighed. Her love for the sleeping girl before her burned her chest and small whimpers came from the older woman as her heart ached. She sat down on a swing near K-Mart's chair and studied K-Mart's expressionless face. Her body yearned for K-Mart's soft touch, but she knew that she didn't belong to K-Mart anymore.
Claire closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She felt herself falling asleep before she could catch herself. Her body relaxed into the swing and put her mind to rest. What she awoke to find wasn't as pleasant as the dream she was having. In fact, it made her blood boil. Standing before her, was a half-naked L.J. and K-Mart crying and whimpering in pain. "L.J., what the hell are you doing?!" Claire screeched, jumping onto her feet and whipping her gun out to point it at the man. "Betty broke up with me, but this little bitch seems to get any girl she wants!" he spat, continuing to thrust in and out of K-Mart with as much force as he could. Claire punched him in the nose, sending him toppling backwards. "K-Mart, are you…" K-Mart shot into the house before Claire could finish her question. She turned back to L.J., who was now up on his feet again. "How fucking dare you rape that girl! If I don't kill you, Andy will, and you can bet your ass that it'll be so painful that you'll wish she had just snapped your neck first!" Claire growled, the anger flicking off the tip of her tongue. L.J. sauntered toward her with his hands curled into fists and Claire yelled at the top of her lungs, "ANDY!" In the distance, Andy was walking back from the hardware store, supplies in hand. When she heard Claire call her name she immediately dropped the bags. In less than a second, Andy was standing in front of Claire, guarding her. She lurched forward and bared her teeth at L.J., who had stopped advancing. Her eyes, dark and bottomless pits of rage, locked on L.J. and she knew that something had happened. "What…the…fuck…did…you…do…?" she muttered, biting back the urge to rip him apart. "Andy, he… K-Mart…," Claire choked. Andy understood exactly what she meant. "YOU FUCKING RAPED MY MATE?" she screamed. The anger and hurt in her voice made Claire tremble. L.J. looked terrified, but Claire knew that even sympathy wouldn't save him now. Andy was fuming, but the hurt that she felt was apparent in her body language. Her eyes were glazed over and she was shaking from head to toe.
She lunged at him, knocking him over with incredible strength. He yowled in pain. "She's mine, you sick fuck! MINE!" Andy spat. Claire watched helplessly as Andy broke his fingers; one by one they snapped, sending chills down Claire's spine. Claire heard a disgusting crack as Andy smacked his wrists against the thick, wooden steps of the porch. L.J.'s screaming became mixed with the sound of gurgling blood that was now trickling out of the sides of his mouth. Claire stared on as the blue-haired girl tortured the man. She knew what would happen if she interfered. Once again, she heard a dissatisfying crunch as Andy broke his arms. She continued and broke his legs and ankles as well, leaving him a jumbled, whimpering mess. "Fucker," Andy spewed as she finally whipped his head to the side, killing him at last. "Burn the body," she hissed at Claire. "I'm going to find K-Mart." Claire just nodded and dragged the mangled body to the small fire near the center of town.
Andy ran into the house and called out her partner's name. She got no answer and began to worry. "Baby, where are you?" Andy shouted, her voice echoing through the halls. She heard tiny, broken yelps coming from the music room. She raced around the staircase and burst into the room to find a very scared and upset K-Mart lying in a corner. Andy stood where she was, afraid to move any closer without permission. "K-Mart, baby… Hey, it's me… It's Andy," she tried. K-Mart looked up and what Andy saw broke her in half. K-Mart's eyes were soft blue and tears were streaming down her face. She stretched out her arms toward Andy and closing the gap, Andy immediately swooped down and scooped up the destroyed girl in her arms. K-Mart cried relentlessly and buried her face in Andy's soft neck. "Shh, baby. It's okay," Andy tried to reassure her, but her voice cracked and she fell to her knees in tears. They clung to each other as their hearts broke together. K-Mart's hands curled into fists as her clutched at Andy's shirt. They curled around each other, holding on for dear life as they continued to sob. "It's over now, baby... It's over…," Andy finally choked out. K-Mart's wailing died down to a mere whimper and Andy carried her up the stairs and into the bedroom. "K-Mart, honey… Do you want me to put your pajamas on…?" Andy softly asked, terrified to touch her lover. K-Mart slowly nodded, but shrank back when Andy touched her hips. The movement stung Andy and made her stop. "This is my fault… Fuck… Baby, I'm so sorry… I-I didn't… I shouldn't have left…" Andy's stutter made K-Mart whimper. Inch by inch, Andy moved closer to her, carefully watching her expressions. K-Mart stayed calm this time and Andy finally got her pajamas on her. She then tucked her in and got undressed before climbing in beside K-Mart and cradling her in her arms.
The pair laid there for the rest of the day. Every so often, K-Mart would whimper and Andy would whine in return. After a while, K-Mart's breathing slowed and Andy, who was, at this point, as broken as her mate, curled up to her and tried to mask L.J.'s scent with her own. Flashbacks of the incident crept into K-Mart's dreams; she awoke with a scream and heard a loud thump. She looked across the bed and down onto the floor to see Andy laying on the hard wood, a bruise starting to form where K-Mart's hand had connected with her cheek. A soft whimper came from Andy as tears poured, once again, down K-Mart's face. Andy flung herself onto the bed, catching her mate in her arms and calming her back down. "K-Mart, sweetie. It's fine. It was just a reaction. It'll be gone by tomorrow. I promise." K-Mart gently touched the welt that had risen on the soft pink flesh; Andy flinched and took the hand into her own. "It's just a little sore. It's okay." They stared into each other's eyes lovingly and K-Mart's lips curled into a small smile. Andy kissed her forehead and let her nuzzle her chest while she traced circles on the small of K-Mart's back with her fingertips. A soft, gentle purr erupted from K-Mart soon after and Andy bit her lip to contain her excitement. It didn't do much good, though, for K-Mart nipped softly at her breasts through the fabric of her shirt, causing a muffled moan to escape the confines of Andy's lips. K-Mart softly smiled against Andy's skin. They settled down and Andy rested her hands on K-Mart's side. Snuggling close, they fell asleep.