Devils Roses 05 - Death

roughly to the same door Ophelia went through.
    I'm trembling. I can't stop looking back at her. "Sam, don’t let them move."
    "I won't." He is gripping the wolves.
    Giselle gives me a last look, "Aimes." Her voice is small and weak.
    "It's okay. I'll be right back." My voice cracks. She looks ready to break.
    Oliver drags me through the doorway. When it closes I look at him, "Are you on our side?"
    He shoves me hard down the stairs. I almost stumble but I wink and am standing at the bottom of the stairs looking up at him when I catch myself.
    He points, "Don’t do that again or I won't go back to the courtyard." His blue eyes sparkle.
    I turn and walk town the stairs. He unlocks a door and pushes me inside. O is already tied up. She smiles and speaks through the gag, "Oliver. Oliver, untie me quickly."
    He pushes me against the wall and rubs his body against mine perversely, "Why would I untie you princess? Not when I have this in front of me for the taking." He nuzzles into my neck and kisses, "I've heard you dealers can be quiet extreme. You suck and pull while you suck and pull."
    I gag. "I'm a virgin, please don’t do this." I whisper into the cold rough stonewall.
    He chuckles his warm breath into my neck and presses what I assume is his erection into the back of my pants, "I can help you change that." My hands are burning against the bricks.
    A scream rips from my throat. It's frustration and pain, from not expelling the rising pressure of my powers. Tears leave my closed eyes.
    I whisper, "O, don’t do anything to him. They're going to kill Ari if he doesn’t go back up." He rips my shirt from my defenseless body. I'm trembling naked from the waist up in the freezing cold cell. I can't imagine what Ophelia is going through. She is watching the man, she thinks she will be with for all eternity, rape someone else. His hands reach around. He cups my breasts roughly. I cry out again, "Please stop. Please."
    I'm not weak. I'm not feeble or helpless. I'm strong. I could kill him in a hearts beat but it would be a death sentence for my best friend and her unborn baby.
    Ophelia is screaming behind the gag. She's crying and struggling. I can hear her.
    He turns back, "You'll get your turn baby. Don’t you worry about that."
    "Oliver, stop, please baby. Stop. He's done something to you. This isn’t you." She must have worked the gag from her lips. She's sobbing and her voice is cracking.
    "Untie me first. Do me first." She pleads.
    He grabs a fist full of my hair and slams my face into the bricks. My nose breaks on contact. He ties me up and gags me. Then he is across the room to her. "You want it first?"
    I'm in a haze of blood and pain and tears and hating the fact I'm naked and hanging by my hands. The black blood is dripping down my face onto my bare chest.
    "Untie my hands so I can touch you too. I'll make you happy I promise." Her words are shaky. I can hear it. She's crushed and I feel sick. He's taking too long. Ari is dead. I know she is. My heart is burning and aching. I spin on my ropes and watch, as her eyes become dead and unfeeling. She smiles weakly, "I can make you happy." Her words are as dead as her eyes.
    "You haven’t had any magic training have you?"
    She shakes her head, "N-n-not yet."
    I can hear the smile in his voice, "And you won't tell your daddy, if I touch you?"
    "I'm not a virgin." Her words are a whisper.
    He gropes her, "Good."
    I sob, watching it. "Please, just go stop him from killing Ari and then come back." My voice is broken. I can't speak without making sounds I don’t recognize.
    He looks back at me, "He was never going to let her live. I was never planning on going back up there. Now shut up and wait for me to get back to you." His grin is cold and sick. "They need her before they need you. So she goes first. Hope that's alright."
    Ophelia's eyes bug out of her head when she looks at me. He unties her hands and pulls her shirt off. She stands still and sobs as he grabs at her. She looks defeated. She looks up at me. I can see resolve in her eyes. I just don’t understand the decision she has made.
    "You better make me happy bitch." He undoes his pants.
    Her trembling hands lift, slowly, for his arms. She rubs them for the slightest second and then closes her eyes. Her fingers bite into his skin. Where her hands touch him black veins crawl up her arms to her bare breasts. They make a black pool around her heart. He's frozen when she touches him. She pulls the black veins