Ekko

Narmeyi

I don’t deserve you

‘Aowa

Whispers in the dark

Recom Lopez

The air was cold on your skin, the kind of cold that causes goosebumps to break out all along your body. Hugging yourself didn’t work as the last piece of warmth seeped from your skin.

You didn’t bring a jacket during your nightly stroll, figuring you’d be back before sun down but the drunks from the local bar forced you to take the longer path to avoid them.

Your head turned over your shoulder every few minutes, your heart beating faster every time you walked past a secluded section of the park. You swore you could feel eyes on you, like something was watching you. But there was nothing everytime you peered around the surrounding trees and footpath.

You picked up the pace, telling yourself you were being paranoid yet you stumbled over your own feet trying to return home faster. You heard it before you saw it, a twig snapping to the side of you. It was quiet and it made you aware of the leaves brushing upon eachother, the wind whistling and howling that forced you to freeze.

Gazing into the bushes too long made your heart thump, fingers digging into the dirt below before you scrambled to your feet. You hadn’t seen a thing yet you couldn’t stop running, soles kicking loose rocks as you followed the familiar trail leading to your home.

You didnt get the chance to scream.

Nails buried themselves into your skin, wrapping around your lips. His warm body pressed against your back as your breathing got faster, heartbeat in your ears.

“hmmm…” the hum came low, it sunk beneath your flesh as your thighs pressed together. You quivered as the cold breeze hit your skin in a wave that forces the trees around you to tussle.

You finally came to your senses and whipped your free arm back, delivering a left hook that caused your elbow to crack your assailant’s nose. The blow lessened his grip around you and you took off, running faster than before as you tore through the park. You flew from the path, cutting through the treeline to get home sooner.

Your chest burned. Hands numb. But you were only met with solid dirt as you were shoved to the ground. Zhang flipped you over onto your back, heaving as he loomed over you. He delivered a hard smack to your right temple. Served you right, you had to be punished. Hot, red liquid flowed from his nose onto your chest. You had a mean elbow, but he was meaner.

“Brat…You don’t even deserve my cock.” He growled into the crook of your neck, his sharp fangs dragging along the smooth surface, blood dribbled close behind. “But I’ll give it to you.”

You gasped as your pants were tugged past your hips, sitting around your ankles. You were left blushing as you were exposed to his awaiting eyes, already aroused and needy despite your fight.

Fingers forced their way inside you, not bothering to work you open. You were going to take him and learn your lesson, you weren’t being good.

He couldn’t get enough of you, your flesh wasn’t enough. He wanted to eat you whole. But he would take pounding into your pathetic hole for now.

reference:

“ you wish to serve me ? ”

Her voice came low, the disgusting echo of it inside your mind. You could barely make out the skulls hanging above you, taunting you and cheering to each other in mockery of you.

Her face came into view.

Her yellow irises seem to only pierce your soul, threatening to pull you deep into the maze that laid beneath them.

She was all you could see, all you wanted to see. Colours of the lush forest you once loved danced around her, warping even her.

She forced you to your knees, fingers slithering over your shoulder to dwell into the hair around your kuru. She looked upon it like it was something to be treasured, which only hardened as she stroked the long braid.

“Such a pretty kuru…I should add it to my collection.” she mused, head tilting back to embrace her dominion over you.

She lead you here under the pretense of helping you. But you knew her real plan when you followed along, how could you say no to a Tsahìk? To her?

Her followers ambushed you, kicking out your knees that caused your body to hit solid ash. They held blades to your throat, digging them in to cause you as much distress as possible. They took pleasure in watching you squirm.

The amusement was gone from her eyes, replaced by a dark cloud that sat heavy upon her.

She …

Looked just like evil incarnate.

Standing right in front of you.

Blood dripped down your abdomen, trailing from a thin line sliced along your sternum. It mimicked the red line painted down her body, but it meant something else on your figure. She made sure you knew that when she forced you to kneel once more, making you beg for her.

The tips of her fingers clawed along your jaw before they dipped past your collarbones, smearing the warm liquid across your chest.

“I

will eat your

heart.”

Your heart froze, colours that once caused you to sway now morphed her darkly.

She giggled, like your pain was something for her to feed on.

You didn’t see the blade raised high above her head

Until it met your flesh

But you only curled into the sharp edge.