The Human Stain

Days and weeks passed in a whirl of color and happiness. Each day Frank and I drew closer and each night we would go to a new party becoming more and more prevalent in the social scene. My dress even arrived and according to Frank I looked even more beautiful than he predicted. He likened to me even brighter than all the stars and planets known in the heavens which of course made me blush. He just laughed and kissed me hard.

Soon the majority of the vampire community became used to seeing me and Frank together and quickly became more accepting of my origins, and Frank and I were showered in congratulations and gifts galore; more than I could possibly measure in any form, or at least it seemed that way. Each party me and Frank went to seemed to conjure more and more people that we had never met telling us how happy they were for us and the like.

All there was was love and bliss for Frank and me.

I cuddle next to Frank as we returned home from the latest party of the season both of us laughing at a rather horrible pun Frank had just made.

“God Frankie!” I breathed out in between laughs, “That was just…”

“Bad?” He asks smiling down at me.

“Yes pretty bad.” I say kissing him lightly on the lips.

Over the past couple weeks our relationship has grown leaps and bounds. Frank moved me out of Mikey’s house and into his, so now we have even more alone time and better privacy. Although I do still visit Mikey ever week though and I have seen him at every party we’ve been too. Mikey actually found his mate a week ago. A gorgeous fertile named Ray with a heart of gold and quite possibly the curliest hair I’ve ever seen. They are absolutely adorable together.

Frank and I have learned everything about each other these past couple weeks. I finally opened up to Frank about my past completely which was very emotional for the both of us, but our relationship and emotional bond emerged stronger in the end as a result. I finally allowed Frank to explore my body he kissed and caressed each scar on my body paying extra attention to the scars from the whipping on my back.

Despite all of this though we still haven’t fully consummated our relationship. Frank wants me to be absolutely positive I want to do this, because according to him he wants it to be absolutely perfect and the most pleasurable thing I will experience. I have finally decided. I’m going to ask Frank tonight.

I want to be fully his.

Frank and I finally arrive at his house in a bubbly haze of love and happiness which is abruptly popped by the sight that we are greeted by when we leave the carriage.

Frank’s front windows on his house are smashed in. Not just the first floor windows but all three of the floors. I freeze and Frank immediately pulls me behind him.

“Wait in the carriage.” Frank says in a commanding tone and even though everything in me wants to resist I submit and sit in the carriage.

“Be safe…” I say and bite my lip.

Frank kisses me on the lips quick but tender, “Don’t worry my love I’ll be right back.”
I nod and climb back into the carriage wrapping my arms around myself and shut the door. I watch from the window as Frank enters the house and he soon walks out of my sight. My foot begins to tap worriedly as I wait for Frank to return.

Suddenly the carriage door behind me is thrown open and before I can turn completely around I am grabbed roughly by my hair and let out a loud cry of pain, but a hand slaps itself over my mouth and drags me out of the carriage. I can see Frank running down the house stairs but my kidnapper roughly picks me up and tosses me into a carriage that is waiting next to ours.

I land on the floor and let out another cry of pain as the jolt of the carriage rushing into motion lifts me into the air slightly and then slams me back down. I am yanked up roughly again and a rough sack that smells of rotted meat is pulled over my head. I gag and get thrown into a coughing fit overwhelmed by the disgusting stench.

The carriage ride seems to go on forever taking sharp turns which slam me into the side doors and hitting bumps in the road that cause me to slam into the floor over and over again. Soon I lose track of anything but the feeling of pain all over. I can’t even begin to imagine how many cuts and bruises I have now.

I don’t know how long it has been but the carriage stops. I whimper as my arms are yanked behind my back and secured with a line of rough rope that digs into my wrists cutting off most of my circulation. I am pushed out of the carriage and since my hands are I tied and I land on my face on what feels like hard packed dirt.

I am pulled up again and dragged along unable to get to my feet because of the fast pace set by my attacker. My feet hit stone stairs and I once again stumble although this time my kidnapper keeps me up although that doesn’t last for long as he drags me along a wood floor and then down some stairs.

Everything hurts. I can’t even being to discern anything in my body that doesn’t have some form of injury on it.

The rope is untied from my wrists that have since fallen asleep and I can feel the blood pour back into them quickly. I am dragged across what I think is a long room, but of course I most definitely am not the best person to judge anything at the moment. All my senses have dulled except for the ability to feel the enormous amounts of pain I’m in.

I am pressed against a wall my assailant directly in front of me as he pulls my arms above my head and cuffs them into what feels like a heavy pair of manacles. Whoever has attacked me walks away and I immediately slump the ground groaning. Soon though I hear the sound of chains clinking and rattling and suddenly I feel myself being lifted into the air until the only way I touch the floor is if I reach down on my tip toes.

My arms groans in resistance at the stretched feeling and it feels like there are going to rip out of their sockets. I resist the urge to scream and tears begin to stream down my face. This whole time the sack has remained on my face and a faint light like a lanterns streams through the tiny holes in the cloth suddenly. My breath quickens as the light is partially blocked out as a silhouette approaches me.

The silhouette reaches out a hand and pulls off the sack covering and I shut my eyes taking in great gulps of semi clean smelling air although there a slight damp like smell. A slap snaps my head to the side and sends my body swinging slightly increasing the strain on my arms and I can’t resist the urge to cry out anymore my eyes snapping open and I gasp.

“Oh my god.”

Notes

So uh yeah I changed my tumblr url and forgot I hadn't backed up my old account and yeah this is the result reuploads. So it would really help me out if you guys told the people who don't know about he re upload about it! It would mean a lot. Also this is just getting all my frustration out from the PSAT's so I made a wonderful cliffhanger.....not sorry.

-TK2.0

Song of the chapter: Flicker, Fade by Taking Back Sunday