Greatest Fear
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Category:
DarkFic › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
3,267
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Brother Dearest
Chapter 2:
Brother Dearest
“Ah, ickle Maya gonna fall? Maya want to hurt herself? You ungrateful BITCH!” The last sentence was spat out through clenched teeth and I nearly cried out in fear. It was my elder brother, Daemon…
All those years of torture at my brother’s hands suddenly rushed back with so much intensity that I nearly wept; all those years of his insults, humiliation, and finally… rape.
“How could you be so stupid to pull something like this again?! After everything I’ve done for you?! After I cared for you?! After-!” His last sentence was cut off.
“I’m…sorry…” my voice cracked after not having used it for about three weeks.
“You’re what?!” His words dripped with contempt.
“I’m sorry” I said a little louder.
He slowly stood up ad walked towards me, and I shook with fear at the look in his eyes. The last time I had seen him like this was the night he killed our parents, and then raped me. That night he had used a spell to make sure I couldn’t scream, then he tied my hands together. I was never so scared in my life…
“So, whore, I see you remember the rules… Just do everything I say and you will be perfectly fine… Hell, you might even enjoy this…” He started unbuckling his belt and I screamed. I hoped that someone would be able to hear me, to know I was in trouble, but he just laughed his sinister laugh…
“They can’t hear you baby sister… You’re dreaming… Of course, that doesn’t make THIS any less real…” His mocking tone did not go unnoticed. Suddenly, he was upon me. I struggled with everything I had in me but it only seemed to excite him more… I went rigid hoping to just get this over with.
“Off!” He demanded, and I was nude from the waist up. I tried to cover my chest and stifle a cry at the same time but I couldn’t move. Again he laughed…
“Over!” I was quickly flipped on to my stomach and he ripped off what was left of my clothing. “Do you want this, bitch?!” He hissed into my ear.
Tears streamed down my face and I tried to shake my head no… I couldn’t control my body… He was inside my mind!
“Yes!” I couldn’t believe what had come out of my mouth.
I felt his arousal against me and he shoved in hard and fast. I cried out in pain… He only laughed at my torment… I said “no!”… He only pushed harder…
After what seemed an eternity I finally passed out.
…
All was black…
Soft velvet surrounded me…
I couldn’t hear anything, but I didn’t care…
The pain was gone…
Then I heard the laughter. Not my brother’s, but a young woman’s laugh. Still I couldn’t see, but… Wait… I remember now… that was my mother’s laugh… She had been laughing like this the day she died. The day I wish would have killed me instead.
“Oh, honey, you know how much I love you, right?” My father’s voice. He sounded sad. I wonder now if he knew what my brother had planned.
The scene slowly faded from black and I saw my parents and… me… I was almost floating above my body; seeing the scene as it would appear to another person.
“Of course I do dear! But why are you asking me?” My mother’s voice was like honey, sweet to my ears after so long without her. I saw myself playing in the grass next to our picnic blanket in the park, I don’t know why I seemed so young. I had just turned thirteen when we went on that trip…
A quick movement to my right caught my eye and I watched my brother walk towards us, wand raised, already speaking the spell that was intended for me. At the last second my mother threw herself in front the green light and knocked me down. I watched my father run for my mother and, finding her dead, spat a spell at my brother. That was it for Daemon. He cast a final spell and killed our father. Seeing a young wizard walking towards the carnage, he disappeared with a pop leaving me alone to try and understand what had happened.
That night he came back and forced himself upon. He warned me that if I ever said a word… Well… Let’s just say; this is the first time I’ve spoken of that night. He even went so far as to demand my gratefulness, to say I deserved it.
…
I was back in my room…
He was gone…
I had relived the worst day of my life….
But I was alone and that’s all that mattered…
Somehow, though, I knew this wouldn’t last…
He would come back…
AN:
I noticed a lot of people have hit my story, but no one has reviewed... I admit, this is my first story that I\'ve accually con\'tinued to write (That\'s not right... I don\'t know what I\'m trying to say...) but I personally think that it\'s pretty good so far... Well, whatever... I\'m still go keep writing anyhow! Whatever.. I\'m tired, so I\'m going to bed...
Brother Dearest
“Ah, ickle Maya gonna fall? Maya want to hurt herself? You ungrateful BITCH!” The last sentence was spat out through clenched teeth and I nearly cried out in fear. It was my elder brother, Daemon…
All those years of torture at my brother’s hands suddenly rushed back with so much intensity that I nearly wept; all those years of his insults, humiliation, and finally… rape.
“How could you be so stupid to pull something like this again?! After everything I’ve done for you?! After I cared for you?! After-!” His last sentence was cut off.
“I’m…sorry…” my voice cracked after not having used it for about three weeks.
“You’re what?!” His words dripped with contempt.
“I’m sorry” I said a little louder.
He slowly stood up ad walked towards me, and I shook with fear at the look in his eyes. The last time I had seen him like this was the night he killed our parents, and then raped me. That night he had used a spell to make sure I couldn’t scream, then he tied my hands together. I was never so scared in my life…
“So, whore, I see you remember the rules… Just do everything I say and you will be perfectly fine… Hell, you might even enjoy this…” He started unbuckling his belt and I screamed. I hoped that someone would be able to hear me, to know I was in trouble, but he just laughed his sinister laugh…
“They can’t hear you baby sister… You’re dreaming… Of course, that doesn’t make THIS any less real…” His mocking tone did not go unnoticed. Suddenly, he was upon me. I struggled with everything I had in me but it only seemed to excite him more… I went rigid hoping to just get this over with.
“Off!” He demanded, and I was nude from the waist up. I tried to cover my chest and stifle a cry at the same time but I couldn’t move. Again he laughed…
“Over!” I was quickly flipped on to my stomach and he ripped off what was left of my clothing. “Do you want this, bitch?!” He hissed into my ear.
Tears streamed down my face and I tried to shake my head no… I couldn’t control my body… He was inside my mind!
“Yes!” I couldn’t believe what had come out of my mouth.
I felt his arousal against me and he shoved in hard and fast. I cried out in pain… He only laughed at my torment… I said “no!”… He only pushed harder…
After what seemed an eternity I finally passed out.
…
All was black…
Soft velvet surrounded me…
I couldn’t hear anything, but I didn’t care…
The pain was gone…
Then I heard the laughter. Not my brother’s, but a young woman’s laugh. Still I couldn’t see, but… Wait… I remember now… that was my mother’s laugh… She had been laughing like this the day she died. The day I wish would have killed me instead.
“Oh, honey, you know how much I love you, right?” My father’s voice. He sounded sad. I wonder now if he knew what my brother had planned.
The scene slowly faded from black and I saw my parents and… me… I was almost floating above my body; seeing the scene as it would appear to another person.
“Of course I do dear! But why are you asking me?” My mother’s voice was like honey, sweet to my ears after so long without her. I saw myself playing in the grass next to our picnic blanket in the park, I don’t know why I seemed so young. I had just turned thirteen when we went on that trip…
A quick movement to my right caught my eye and I watched my brother walk towards us, wand raised, already speaking the spell that was intended for me. At the last second my mother threw herself in front the green light and knocked me down. I watched my father run for my mother and, finding her dead, spat a spell at my brother. That was it for Daemon. He cast a final spell and killed our father. Seeing a young wizard walking towards the carnage, he disappeared with a pop leaving me alone to try and understand what had happened.
That night he came back and forced himself upon. He warned me that if I ever said a word… Well… Let’s just say; this is the first time I’ve spoken of that night. He even went so far as to demand my gratefulness, to say I deserved it.
…
I was back in my room…
He was gone…
I had relived the worst day of my life….
But I was alone and that’s all that mattered…
Somehow, though, I knew this wouldn’t last…
He would come back…
AN:
I noticed a lot of people have hit my story, but no one has reviewed... I admit, this is my first story that I\'ve accually con\'tinued to write (That\'s not right... I don\'t know what I\'m trying to say...) but I personally think that it\'s pretty good so far... Well, whatever... I\'m still go keep writing anyhow! Whatever.. I\'m tired, so I\'m going to bed...