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Authors: Alisha Basso
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“You keep your hands off
of him, Seth. I mean it. Let me talk to him. Nothing will happen, believe me.”
I gave up and twisted the doorknob. It turned and I pushed the door open.
“Lucian?” I called as I stepped inside. “You home?” I
had a strange feeling as I entered the large living room. It no longer felt
welcoming. The friendly atmosphere was gone and the air was almost suffocating.
I stepped over a pile of clothing and onto a small stack of newspapers. “What
the hell?” I looked around his spacious living room in total shock. Papers were
strewn all over the beautiful furniture. Letters and unopened bills were
stacked around the fireplace hearth. The fire was out of the ordinary. It
roared in the brick enclosure, heating the house to stifling.
Normally Lucian’s home was immaculate and the fire
was always kept at a gentle glow. Something was so wrong. “Stay here, okay.” I
ordered Seth as I walked down the hall toward Lucian’s room.
Strangled sounds traveled through the door and I
froze, thinking back to a time when opening another friends bedroom door was
like opening the door to a slaughter house. At that time, Lucian was by my side
and we were afraid that my best friend Ann had been hurt. Her bedroom had been
a scene from a horror movie. Her furniture had been a wash in blood and thick
chunks of mutilated meat. It was as if something had exploded! It all turned
out to be a ruse in the end, but the horror of that day will never leave my
mind for as long as I live.
The sounds continued and I strained to hear. It was
as if someone was in horrible trouble. My stomach clenched in fear and I burst
into the room. My breath caught and I slammed my hand over my mouth to stifle
my scream.
Lucian’s room was nothing like it had been the last
time I had been in it. Gone were the fluffy white bed coverings and masculine
touches. The golden skinned god I called my friend was no longer home.
I didn’t know who this was.
He was drenched in sweat. His long blonde hair had
been slicked back from his face, the ends hanging in tangled blood tinged
chunks to his shoulders. His once flawless chest was covered in welts and angry
looking scratches. The scratches ran along the side of his abs and down to his
thigh. The look on his face as he drove himself into Lydia was terrifying. His
lips were pulled back, exposing his teeth in a silent snarl. His jaw was
clenched so tightly that it looked almost painful.
I was shocked, he was so focused that he never
registered my presence.
I stared in horror. From what I could see, the sides
of his tight buttocks were savagely scratched and seeped blood as he gripped
Lydia’s hips pounding himself ruthlessly into her. She was face down on all
fours. The mattress muffled her screams and moans of pleasure.
She was making all that noise. I felt a tear glide down my cheek.
His flesh continued to seep blood as I stood in
shock. I always figured Lucian would be a gentle and sensual lover. Not this.
This was twisted!
Lydia lifted her head and turned to look back at
Lucian. I jumped as a loud slap registered in my ears. I felt my eyes flood as
I watched him punish her for moving. He pulled her hair hard and slapped her
again. I almost screamed.
“Now this is more like it.” Seth announced loudly as
he came into the room. “Bravo, old fellow.” He leered at the couple.
Lucian’s eyes flew in our direction, his gaze
sharpened on me and I flinched, taking a step back. The look on his face was
utterly savage. His lips curved into a slow smile and he let his eyes move
slowly down my body in a blatantly sexual way. It was a look that I’d never
seen on his face before and it filled me with shock and confusion.
“Hello, Grace.” His voice was mocking, “I don’t
suppose you’d like to give this one a break?” He laughed and shoved Lydia hard,
face first into the bedding and then with his hand on her rump, he withdrew
from her slowly, all the time watching my face. I was
of him, Seth. I mean it. Let me talk to him. Nothing will happen, believe me.”
I gave up and twisted the doorknob. It turned and I pushed the door open.
“Lucian?” I called as I stepped inside. “You home?” I
had a strange feeling as I entered the large living room. It no longer felt
welcoming. The friendly atmosphere was gone and the air was almost suffocating.
I stepped over a pile of clothing and onto a small stack of newspapers. “What
the hell?” I looked around his spacious living room in total shock. Papers were
strewn all over the beautiful furniture. Letters and unopened bills were
stacked around the fireplace hearth. The fire was out of the ordinary. It
roared in the brick enclosure, heating the house to stifling.
Normally Lucian’s home was immaculate and the fire
was always kept at a gentle glow. Something was so wrong. “Stay here, okay.” I
ordered Seth as I walked down the hall toward Lucian’s room.
Strangled sounds traveled through the door and I
froze, thinking back to a time when opening another friends bedroom door was
like opening the door to a slaughter house. At that time, Lucian was by my side
and we were afraid that my best friend Ann had been hurt. Her bedroom had been
a scene from a horror movie. Her furniture had been a wash in blood and thick
chunks of mutilated meat. It was as if something had exploded! It all turned
out to be a ruse in the end, but the horror of that day will never leave my
mind for as long as I live.
The sounds continued and I strained to hear. It was
as if someone was in horrible trouble. My stomach clenched in fear and I burst
into the room. My breath caught and I slammed my hand over my mouth to stifle
my scream.
Lucian’s room was nothing like it had been the last
time I had been in it. Gone were the fluffy white bed coverings and masculine
touches. The golden skinned god I called my friend was no longer home.
I didn’t know who this was.
He was drenched in sweat. His long blonde hair had
been slicked back from his face, the ends hanging in tangled blood tinged
chunks to his shoulders. His once flawless chest was covered in welts and angry
looking scratches. The scratches ran along the side of his abs and down to his
thigh. The look on his face as he drove himself into Lydia was terrifying. His
lips were pulled back, exposing his teeth in a silent snarl. His jaw was
clenched so tightly that it looked almost painful.
I was shocked, he was so focused that he never
registered my presence.
I stared in horror. From what I could see, the sides
of his tight buttocks were savagely scratched and seeped blood as he gripped
Lydia’s hips pounding himself ruthlessly into her. She was face down on all
fours. The mattress muffled her screams and moans of pleasure.
She was making all that noise. I felt a tear glide down my cheek.
His flesh continued to seep blood as I stood in
shock. I always figured Lucian would be a gentle and sensual lover. Not this.
This was twisted!
Lydia lifted her head and turned to look back at
Lucian. I jumped as a loud slap registered in my ears. I felt my eyes flood as
I watched him punish her for moving. He pulled her hair hard and slapped her
again. I almost screamed.
“Now this is more like it.” Seth announced loudly as
he came into the room. “Bravo, old fellow.” He leered at the couple.
Lucian’s eyes flew in our direction, his gaze
sharpened on me and I flinched, taking a step back. The look on his face was
utterly savage. His lips curved into a slow smile and he let his eyes move
slowly down my body in a blatantly sexual way. It was a look that I’d never
seen on his face before and it filled me with shock and confusion.
“Hello, Grace.” His voice was mocking, “I don’t
suppose you’d like to give this one a break?” He laughed and shoved Lydia hard,
face first into the bedding and then with his hand on her rump, he withdrew
from her slowly, all the time watching my face. I was
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