Awakening the next morning, Kendel found himself enclosed within the arms of his supposed "lover". The rain was ticking onto the windows softly, Her soft hair was spread around his chest, warm breath coming from her lips as it flowed over his shoulder. She was snoring rather quietly on his chest, completely asleep. The two of them lay there, Kendel looking into the ceiling as sunlight was shining inside of the house. Their body were intertwined together, and he felt lovely in this position. Perhaps he was just lonely, however he would appreciate her company. His parents were gone for the weekend after all.
"Saturday morning..." Her voice shocked him, his eyes quickly shooting down at her when he could hear her giggle on top of him. The leafs were softly falling from the trees like little flames in the light. "Its beautiful, is it not? Takes away all the pressure from your body..." She spoke out, the silence invading the room after that. She would sigh on his chest, her hands tenderly sliding down from his chest to his stomach. The soft and silky touch of her fingers running down his belly was making him feel like a million butterflies flowing freely into the air.
"I wish we could be in this moment forever... Everything is perfect." Ayuno spoke to him, her body climbing up to come face to face with him. Their heads would slide along each other as he could feel her cold breath on his neck. Puddles of rainwater had appeared on the sidewalk, there were people walking around calmly, and yet the streets were empty and void of life. Everything felt empty yet beautiful, lacking yet ever so complete.
Even the way Ayuno smelled was nice. It was like she had freshly bathed, and put on some perfume. Perhaps she got up before he did, feeling a bit dirty. Thank god that it was a rather chilly day, since there was no way that he could have stopped sweating with Ayuno above him and the sun shining on them. He would embrace her within his arms, a soft sigh escaping him.
This truly was perfect.
"Look at yourself..."
Ayuno looked in the mirror with wide eyes, a grin spread across her face as she clutched her expression in her fingers, her hands like claws around her head. This sight within the mirror was perfect, her reflection had made her sure. The white locks around her hands were slowly crawling down her neck. "No one is more perfect for Kendel then you!" She spoke out in the mirror, giggling like an ecstatic little girl as she stared at her own insane look. No matter how she looked, she was what he had to have, no one belonged to him but her, and no one belonged to her but him.
"No other soul in this world belongs in his arms..." Ayuno would speak out, a soft laugh escaping her as she glared into her own eyes. What a lovely face she had, a face perfect for her lover. What lovely soft hair she had, soft hair Kendel would love against his body. How lovely she smelled.
No, actually. She did not smell that lovely, in all honesty. She had to take a bath and put on some perfume, she had to get on Kendel's standards. Her entire face had become covered in the dark as she raced into the bath.
In their basement, closed off by a lock, lay the poor girl Sarah. She had been tied up by both her hands and feet in a position where she could not move any of her limbs. Her back ached as her limbs felt like they were being stretched by the rope that held her. A gag had been tightly tied around her mouth so she could not scream or call out for help. She could not move or make a sound, and there was no escape for her. She felt afraid, agonized, harassed, frustrated... all these things were building up inside of her, and she could not do a thing to stop them.
There was a weird stench down there as well...
She was unsure of what to do, neither did she know how she ended up here. Everything was dark and wet. Then, just as she thought she was going to be stuck there for the longest of times, the creak of a door opening was heard. Light would blind her immediately as small footsteps made their way towards her body. Before she could see again, a hand had latched around her shirt, lifting her up. Just as she would regain her sight, a powerful slam would come down upon her face, eyes widening in the agony.
"I'm back..." The girl's eyes would look up to her attacker, seeing Ayuno smile down at her tenderly as her left hand caressed the girl's cheek. She had hit her hard enough to mess her cheek bone up pretty good, and oh what a horrible sight that was.
Her face must've been numb at that time, Ayuno knew it had to be. A punch like that could've knocked her flat. "Ouch.... I messed up your face pretty good." She spoke out softly. Just as Sarah was about to look her in the eyes, another painful slam was brought down on her face. "I have to make sure you're ugly when you're dead..." She spoke out, a smile coming over her face as she began to enjoy the sight of the girl wiggling in her grip. "If you're ugly and dead, there's no way Kendel would ever want to look at you again..." Her hand raised once more as she brought it down with agonizing force towards the girl's skull, possibly (hopefully) cracking something.
"It's impossible!"
Ayuno held her hands on the controller as she nervously tapped every single button possible. Her fingers mashed against the small buttons, Kendel simply smirking as he casually beat her at the game she wanted herself. She would clench her lips together tightly in adorable fashion as he totally destroyed her in her own game. It was impossible, there was no way she was getting defeated in her favorite franchise by her lover.
"How do you do that!?" She called out to him, a salty face glaring at him. He just looked right back at her, shrugging. "Oh, you know. Just instinct. And the fact I played this way before you." She sounded like an enraged motor cycle. Keep on vrooming, Ayuno, Kendel isn't going to stop because of that.
"Ayuno..."
Kendel looked at the basement door, one locked down rather tightly. Ayuno stood beside him, looking at his confused expression. "Why's the basement locked?" Ayuno could only shrug as she closed her eyes, smiling at Kendel. "Mommy and daddy always lock the basement door up tightly, for some reason..." She spoke out, hands settling on her hips. Kendel would look at her, nodding slowly. Perhaps she knew where the keys were, however.
"Ever seen what's down there?" He would ask her, but she seemed to ignore the question. She would not answer him when he asked her again. When he asked her a third time, it seemed like she had snapped out of a bit of a trance."Huh? What...?" Kendel looked at her, and chuckled nervously as his hands jokingly snapped in front of her eyes. "Everything okay?" Her head quickly turned to give him her usual warm smile, as she would always do.
"Yeah, I'm good!" She spoke out with a giggle. How strange she was acting. He nodded right back at her in response, her hand softly sliding over to his. "What did you ask me again...?" She said as he scratched the back of his head.
"Uh... Well... I wanted to know if you had ever seen that basement before, or what's inside of it?" She looked him in the eyes, smile not fading from her face slowly shaking her head. "No, I have not." She spoke out in a tender tone, holding his hands as she began to lead him away. She seemed so nervous about that little question that it was odd.
"Do you... want to play more video games?"
"Ayuno, would you stop your indecisive whining?!"
Before Ayuno towered her parents, who looked down at her as she begged at their feet. She was on her knees, head pressed to the floor as tears were dripping to the floor. "Boo hoo, you were adopted! So what!? If we weren't so desperate at that time to see what it's like to be parents..." Ayuno's hands clutched down against the floor as she sobbed in front of them, her hand reaching to her mother's leg. She beckoned for some of their affection, but she would get nothing from them.
"And guess what!? Now we're stuck with you, you useless little shit! I wish I never wanted to be a mother..." She would cough up a few tears that accidentally had dripped in her mouth, her fingers clutching the feet of her parents. Her father would kick her hand off, bruising it as she let out a yelp. "You're fucking grown now, so act like it! You're about to be an adult, and we're not going to be stuck with you anymore, so you best get ready for the world out there!" She would wail before them, but they would not help her. They did not care for her, for she was not their own flesh and blood. If they could they would have returned her back to the adoption clinic, however they had already spend too long with her for that to be an option.
"It's all your fault, Becka! If you didn't get so fucking curious about parenthood..." The two would start to argue in front of their crying child as she rolled over the floor in sorrow, her entire body twitching. She began to feel like everything had started floating, her body becoming light as air. Her head had become practically weightless as she felt her entire body tingling as if struck by the softest of electric shocks. Saliva dripped from the edges of her open lips as she began to cover her face in her hands, ashamed of herself. There was no one that loved her, no one that cared for her, and in this world there was no one who would do so. Why would they? She was useless either way.
So many times had she broken something that her parents loved, so many times had she done them wrong. Each time they would bring her right back here, in this state. She didn't want this to be her parents. She wanted her real parents.
Her real parents, however, didn't want her. Was she a bastard child? Was she a mistake, an accident? Perhaps she was left behind because she was not meant to be born, and no one had asked for her in this world. Nobody wanted her, nobody liked her, nobody was there to give her the affection she wished for. Everybody thought of her as weird, or creepy, or too quiet. She wasn't upbeat, she wasn't funny, she wasn't the party person and she definitely wasn't the social one. No one cared for her, and she had shut the world away from her mostly due to this.
Not anymore, however. It was the day after her "Special Day" that she would find Kendel. And she decided to read with him. And she decided to play with him. And everything about him felt right and good. And everything about him was sweet and soft. And everything about him was perfect in her eyes. And everything about him was to be praised and loved. And everything that he was was hers. And everything that she was was his.
No one was worth him, no one could have him, no one could take him.
He was hers. Hers alone and hers to keep.
Hers alone.
