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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
879
Reviews:
2
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.
Chapter 3
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“Hey, Alexandrianna! Come here for a sec!” a male voice called. Alexa, or to a few, Alexandrianna, looked around herself and found herself to be in her old house. Before the bad men came. She was about eight years old at the time, when the Conformation was beginning. There were posters of a really scary man every where, with the big words underneath his big, black, soulless eyes,
“YOU MUST RESIST TEMPTATION! YOU MUST REPENT YOU SINS TO YOUR LORD! YOU MUST BE SAVED!”
Her brother, Michael, had told her what it said. She couldn’t read that well yet. She slowly walked into his room to find him lying on his stomach, his friend Eric lying there with him. They were holding hands.
“Yes, Mike?” Mike smiled at her.
“I would like to tell you something.”
“Like a secret?” Alexa’s eyes brightened. Mike laughed.
“Yeah, like a secret.” Alexa bounced up onto the bed next to the two of them happily.
“What it is?” Mike smiled and leaned in close and whispered,
“I love Eric.” Alexa’s eyes widened.
“Really? Like how mommy loved daddy?” Mikes smile grew bigger.
“Yeah, like how mommy loved daddy.” Alexa giggled with glee.
“Now you two can get married and I can have a new brother to play with!” Mike stopped smiling and Eric’s breath hitched.
“We can’t do that, Lexa.” Eric whispered.
“Why not?”
“Because…” Eric trailed off.
“Because people think two men loving each other is wrong.” Mike finished.
“But… you can’t help who you love! They can’t not make you not love someone!” Alexa was getting upset. Mike sat up and pulled her into his lap.
“I know, baby, but that’s just how most people think.”
“Well that’s not how I think.” Mike and Eric smiled softly.
“That’s good to hear, Lexa. That’s really good to hear.” Eric leaned in and gave her a kiss on her cheek.
“Why don’t you go back into your room and play with your dolls, ok Lexa? Mike and I want to just lie here for now, ok?”
“Otay. Loves you.” Alexa gave Mike and Eric both a quick peck on the lips lovingly and went back to her room to play. An hour or so later the front door burst open with such force that it broke off its hinges. Alexa was out of her room in an instant, standing in front of a group of men with guns all pointing at her. Two of the men broke away from the group and pushed past her and went into Michael’s room.
They both pushed Mike and Eric out of Mike’s room with their guns pointed at the back of their heads.
“Don’t move, Lexa, don’t move.” Eric whispered to her. Alexa stood stock-still.
“A neighbor called and told us that there were two fags making out. We came as soon as we could so we could rectify you two as soon as possible. Would you care to explain to us what the hell you think you’re doing, being a fag?” one of the men yelled at Mike. Mike looked at the man who had spoken to him and answered in a calm voice,
“He was our teacher, our Sunday school preacher. And he made her stay after school one day while I waited. And I watched him take her, beat her and rape her, then he said, ‘If you tell anyone, I'll have God kill your mommy.’* I can’t stand to look at a girl and think about having sex with her, because every time I do, I think of that.” Mike was fuming at the end of his explanation. The man standing behind him took his gun and beat him over the head with it. Mike fell to the floor, gasping in pain.
Eric tried to check on him, but the other man cocked his gun.
“Don’t you even think about it.” Alexa had backed up into the living room corner, terrified. Eric looked down at Mike. He looked up into the eyes of the men standing in front of him and made his decision. He knelt down and had barely reached for Mike when he was swiftly shot in the back of his head and fell forward. Alexa screamed and had no choice but to watch as Eric’s body fell forward, his head falling towards Alexa’s; his eyes looking straight into hers.
Alexa kept screaming as Mike tried to reach for Eric and was shot in the side of the head. His ear was lying a few feet from his body. Alexa didn’t stop screaming, not even when one of the men smacked her with his gun. She only stopped when she saw that Mike had managed to grab a hold of one of Eric’s hands, their fingers entwined.
* - Taken from a Vendetta Red song, Dark Heart Silhouette
“Hey, Alexandrianna! Come here for a sec!” a male voice called. Alexa, or to a few, Alexandrianna, looked around herself and found herself to be in her old house. Before the bad men came. She was about eight years old at the time, when the Conformation was beginning. There were posters of a really scary man every where, with the big words underneath his big, black, soulless eyes,
“YOU MUST RESIST TEMPTATION! YOU MUST REPENT YOU SINS TO YOUR LORD! YOU MUST BE SAVED!”
Her brother, Michael, had told her what it said. She couldn’t read that well yet. She slowly walked into his room to find him lying on his stomach, his friend Eric lying there with him. They were holding hands.
“Yes, Mike?” Mike smiled at her.
“I would like to tell you something.”
“Like a secret?” Alexa’s eyes brightened. Mike laughed.
“Yeah, like a secret.” Alexa bounced up onto the bed next to the two of them happily.
“What it is?” Mike smiled and leaned in close and whispered,
“I love Eric.” Alexa’s eyes widened.
“Really? Like how mommy loved daddy?” Mikes smile grew bigger.
“Yeah, like how mommy loved daddy.” Alexa giggled with glee.
“Now you two can get married and I can have a new brother to play with!” Mike stopped smiling and Eric’s breath hitched.
“We can’t do that, Lexa.” Eric whispered.
“Why not?”
“Because…” Eric trailed off.
“Because people think two men loving each other is wrong.” Mike finished.
“But… you can’t help who you love! They can’t not make you not love someone!” Alexa was getting upset. Mike sat up and pulled her into his lap.
“I know, baby, but that’s just how most people think.”
“Well that’s not how I think.” Mike and Eric smiled softly.
“That’s good to hear, Lexa. That’s really good to hear.” Eric leaned in and gave her a kiss on her cheek.
“Why don’t you go back into your room and play with your dolls, ok Lexa? Mike and I want to just lie here for now, ok?”
“Otay. Loves you.” Alexa gave Mike and Eric both a quick peck on the lips lovingly and went back to her room to play. An hour or so later the front door burst open with such force that it broke off its hinges. Alexa was out of her room in an instant, standing in front of a group of men with guns all pointing at her. Two of the men broke away from the group and pushed past her and went into Michael’s room.
They both pushed Mike and Eric out of Mike’s room with their guns pointed at the back of their heads.
“Don’t move, Lexa, don’t move.” Eric whispered to her. Alexa stood stock-still.
“A neighbor called and told us that there were two fags making out. We came as soon as we could so we could rectify you two as soon as possible. Would you care to explain to us what the hell you think you’re doing, being a fag?” one of the men yelled at Mike. Mike looked at the man who had spoken to him and answered in a calm voice,
“He was our teacher, our Sunday school preacher. And he made her stay after school one day while I waited. And I watched him take her, beat her and rape her, then he said, ‘If you tell anyone, I'll have God kill your mommy.’* I can’t stand to look at a girl and think about having sex with her, because every time I do, I think of that.” Mike was fuming at the end of his explanation. The man standing behind him took his gun and beat him over the head with it. Mike fell to the floor, gasping in pain.
Eric tried to check on him, but the other man cocked his gun.
“Don’t you even think about it.” Alexa had backed up into the living room corner, terrified. Eric looked down at Mike. He looked up into the eyes of the men standing in front of him and made his decision. He knelt down and had barely reached for Mike when he was swiftly shot in the back of his head and fell forward. Alexa screamed and had no choice but to watch as Eric’s body fell forward, his head falling towards Alexa’s; his eyes looking straight into hers.
Alexa kept screaming as Mike tried to reach for Eric and was shot in the side of the head. His ear was lying a few feet from his body. Alexa didn’t stop screaming, not even when one of the men smacked her with his gun. She only stopped when she saw that Mike had managed to grab a hold of one of Eric’s hands, their fingers entwined.
* - Taken from a Vendetta Red song, Dark Heart Silhouette