《The Tattooist》Chapter 20
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WARNING! RAPE AND SCENES FOR 18+
~ so sorry about the last short chapter, but things are about to get dicey ;), please, please! Comment and enjoy~
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~Lucinda's P.O.V~
I couldn't move.
I couldn't see.
A dark, soft voice echoed through my mind.
"Come with me.." A voice, a voice that sounded..thirsty.
I could feel my skin start to sweat, rolling beads fell from my forehead, my palms clenched into fists, sweat pouring from them.
"Lucinda!" A female voice screamed In my mind, sounds of grunting and crying filled my ears.
The darkness cleared, and a vision blurred in my head.
A tall, hulking naked, pale man is hunched over a slim, light skinned female, with black, thick hair.
The mans arms aggressively pinning down the young woman, so tight, I could see the white marks turn to bruises on her forearms.
The man thrusted deep inside her, another scream echoed from her lips. Her legs kicked and shook at every movement.
Sweat oozed from her legs, her hair in knots.
"Lucinda!" She screamed again, my heart pounded at the man taking this woman's innocents, I tried to run toward them, but the harder I ran..the further away I got.
I could see his manhood violently slam into her, body shaking.
Tears dripped off the stone bench he held her on.
I screamed "stop!"
But no words left my mouth, like they couldn't hear me.
blood fell from between her legs, her fists shook, mix of sweat and blood trickled down her arm.
"Get off! Stop it!" But this time, they did hear me.
The man huffed and puffed over her, not turning his face to me.
But the woman, slowly and weakly turned her face to me, peering out from behind the mans arm.
felt like my legs had lost blood, feeling weak, my face lost it's colour, and my heart nearly stopped.
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Vivian..
Her bottom lip shook, and her eyes pleaded.
A blood chilling, throaty growl came from the mans chest.
I saw his back muscles flex as his head lifted.
Next second, his head arched down, and in split seconds, latching onto her neck, a gurgling scream tried to escape Vivian's mouth, blood sprayed down the stone, covering her face and running down the monsters arm.
I could see her trying to talk, her eyes rolling around, blood filling her mouth.
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My breaths were short and quick, as my vision completely changed.
I am in the woods.. The cold, night wind curled and blew across my skin.
The long shirt Johnny had given me blew and lapped across my upper legs.
This is real, the snow covered my feet, I can feel the chills rush up my legs.
My heart pounded, I spun around to see where the hell I am.
Trees, trees tress!
"Johnny?" My lips shook, it's getting cold quick.
I have no shoes, warm clothes.
And I'm lost in darkness, where am I.
How did I get here?
Where's Johnny!?
After hours I've spent on wanting to run home and get away from these crazy wolf people, Johnny's the only one I want by my side right now.
Oh my gosh..
Vivian.
What was that dream about?..or Atleast I thought it was.
I could feel my skin crawl, feeling like I was being watched.
In fright, I started running uphill, hoping, I will stumble into the house of wolves.
My chest grew hurtful, my breath became shorter.
It felt like hours I had ran through this endless trees.
I could feel my body freeze up, and my feet tremble.
My legs slowed, going deeper into thick snow.
I gave up, my body slammed against the white cold, my body layed still in the blanket of ice.
All I could hear, was the sound of wind whistling between the trees.
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I clenched a fist of snow in my hand, just to make sure..it's still real.
"Johnny.." My cold breath whispered, and fog flew out my mouth.
Silence..
But silence was broken, as the sound of a branch snap made the hair on my neck stand on end.
Weakly.. Lifting my head, snow falling from my face.
My eyes scanned around, the trees, snow were still.
But, despite the snow making my blood frozen, if it was even possible.. A large, bright, set of orange, pupil-less eyes, staring straight, at me.
Those..aren't Johnny's.
It make a snarling noise, that shook my very being, and whipped through the pines.
I am frozen in fear.. Johnny isn't here, and I have no where to go.
It began to emerge out behind the trees, white.
It was a wolf, a lot like Johnny's size. But lean, long and pale skin around the snout and face area.
It began prowling toward me, slowly, not blinking.
"Finally.." A deep voice, a mans voice.
Wait! I can understand a wolf? Why can't I understand Johnny?
"Come with me.." It's voice echoed inside my head, my brain felt swollen.
It bared it's teeth, long and sharp fangs Hung down. Like a saber tooth tiger.
It's tongue licked and curled around them.
That voice..
It stood over me, shrinking me with it's size.
It's head leaned down to grab me, then.
A humungous, earth shaking roar, shook the trees around us, coming from what it seemed very direction.
The white wolf flicked it's head up, twisting it's ears around for the noise.
In a flash, bang!
A giant clawed hand scooped at the white wolf, sending if flying into the nearby trees.
Grasping, and trying to collect myself to stand and run.
A giant, black werewolf standing over me. Hulking muscles, giant hands and paws, covered in dense black fur, pointed ears and a long snout.
The moon behind the clouds, shone down upon this beast, magnificent.
It's growl shook the ground beneath me.
Next thing I knew, it hand scooped me up in it's arm, holding me close to it's chest.
Warmth radiated off it, my shaky body curled into it's fur.
I found the courage to look up, Into it's..green, hypnotising eyes.
"Johnny.." My weak voice whispered to it.
A faint smile ran across it's jaws.
My heart sunk, and I found my hands gripping into his fur so tight.
But all quickly ended, when Johnny was knocked back, the white wolf jumping and clawing at us. At me..
Johnny's hulking hand gripped it's throat, it still thrashed it's claws around, digging and cutting into Johnny's arm and stomach. I could hear the sound of flesh tearing.
My blood ran cold as it's jaws where snapping and it's drool splashing, it's jaws where just inches away from my face. I could smell it's foul breath and the sound of the jaw closing.
Johnny's free arm was hold me closer and tighter by the second, before, launching this wolf into the air to get further away from me.
crushing it's neck in his grasp.
But..that didn't even seem to hurt it.
Johnny's beast strength, threw the wolf meters away form us, only to see it land on it's paws.
Johnny held me closer, and let out a huge, ear shattering growl at the wolf.
The white beast, merely snarled back.. And vanished into the night snow.
My breaths where deep, but my skin and soul felt warm.
Johnny's shredded arm wrapped around me. And I swear my arms where going to fall off if I held on any tighter.
The sound of whimpering filled his chest, and his muzzle rubbed into me.
I swear..he's crying.
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