Post by Lilith on May 28, 2019 21:15:14 GMT -5
His hand slapped the cone light fixture hung from the ceiling making it swing side to side providing light through the darkness here and there. The floor was bared beneath the lightning; cracked and age concrete covered in dirt and sawdust. The air thickened by moist with a musty aroma, suggesting they were underground. A cold liquid splashed into Lilith's face, forcing her eyes to open and witness herself bound to a chair with tape and rope.
Logan: Sleep well?
He stood before her, an empty tin pale in his hand, an unsettling smile on his face. Lilith looked up at Logan, extremely confused. She had no idea where she was or even how they had got here. She tried to stand up and immediately found that she was unable to do so as she was tied down.
Lilith: Mmmm! Mmmmm mmmmm mggggg!
She tried to speak but quickly found that she had been gagged as well and was even unable to do this. Panic set in.
Logan: What are you saying under that tape, Lilith?
He arched down and put his ear close to her muffled mouth.
Logan: You aren't ripping off my lines again are you?
He playfully slapped at her face.
Logan: You are?
He straightened, letting out a dull sigh, and ran his hands through his hair.
Logan: Would you like to know what's in my back pocket? A very sharp pair of scissors. I'm going to remove the tape from your mouth, so pick your words wisely if you want to keep that little tongue of yours.
He ripped the tape from her lips, Lilith squirmed a bit as tears filled up her eyes. She just glared back at Logan.
Lilith: Let me go you boudle! This isnāt funny
His hand cut through the air and stung her cheek.
Logan: Funny for me. Maybe not you, perhaps. I'm sorryā¦ you were saying?
Lilith began to pull at the wrist restraints, jumping up and down in the chair aggressively trying to break free. Logan had tied her down too tightly though and it was no use. Finally she looked back at him, anger still in her eyes.
Lilith: Why are you doing this?! Where even are we?! Why am I tied downā¦ if this is some kind of weird kinky sexy time thing you can forget it! Iām sorry I gave you the wrong idea butā-
He interrupted her with laughter that echoed off the basements walls.
Logan: Don't flatter yourself. You see, I believe it was the other way around. You sneaking into my room at night and taking pictures while I slept, running around flapping your gums saying boudle this, shut up that. You wanted ME. Well, darling idiotā¦
He inched in close enough to her face that she could feel his breath on her wet cheek.
Logan: Here I am.
Lilith continued to hopelessly fight against her restraints as she just got more and more angry.
Lilith: Arghhhhh! SHUT UP!!! I never wanted you like that! Iām happā- Iām married! To my Sarah! Iād never cheat on her! Not EVER!!!
He shook his head.
Logan: This isn't about sex. I don't want to settle down with you and get a dog. No. It's deeper, more than I could put into words. You see, Lilith.
He began to walk back and forth.
Logan: I despise people. Each and every person I have ever met in my entire life. Never loved nor even admired another. But then a few weeks ago I met youā¦
He stopped to look into her eyes.
Logan: And I've never hated anyone more. Don't you understand? I didn't bring you here for pleasure, quite the opposite. You are here because I want to know why you are constantly crawling under my skin, invading my dreams, begging my ears to bleed every time you open your mouth and an annoying voice pollutes the air. What's so special about you, Lilith? Why are you such a fuckin' rock in my shoe?
Lilith watched Logan as he continued to ramble on. She had no idea what he was talking about or why, or more importantly, where she even was but the more she looked at him, carefully studied him, the more things began to make sense to her. Or at least she thought they did. Lilith burst out laughing as she stopped pulling against the wrist straps that had already made her skin turn a sore pink sheād been doing it so much.
Lilith: Hahahahahaha! Oh shut up, boudle. I get it now. Youāre just doing this and trying to scare me because you donāt like me saying āboudleā! Honestly I donāt even know what that word even means it just sounds super funny to meā¦
He blinked, a tiny drop of sadness peeking out from his green eyes.
Logan: Boudleā¦ heh.
He eased down onto the concrete floor, sitting across from Lilith, and leaning back against a pillar.
Logan: It was the last word my Mother ever said.
Lilith looked at Logan all confused again.
Lilith: I thought your mother was a parrotā¦ OH WAIT! I forgot parrots could talk. Hmmmm, she sounds like a smartā¦ bird. Anyway, let me go. I really need to take a shower.
Logan: You don't know a damn thing!
He shot from the ground and ripped a razor knife from his pocket and held it to the corner of her lips, slightly breaking skin.
Logan: She was much smarter than you, that's for sure. Tell her your sorry for calling her a bird. She's a lady! She doesn't like to be mocked!
The light swayed from Logan's sudden movement, throwing a shine on a stuffed dead parrot perched upon an empty crib.
Logan: Tell her you're sorry. NOW!
He removed the blade from her mouth so she could speak. Lilith immediately stuck out her tongue and pressed it gently against where the blade had just been, a lot more blood than sheād expected spilled onto her tongue. She began to panic, again.
Lilith: What the hell Logan?! That hurt! What the hell is wrong with you?!
Logan: Did you think we were playing a game?
He looked over to the darkness in the direction the dead parrot had been seen.
Logan: She will, Mother. I promise.
He turned his eyes back to Lilith.
Logan: You'll apologize to her won't you?
He tapped the blade gently on her cheek. Lilith pulled away as far as she could from him, a mixture of tears and hatred in her eyes.
Lilith: This isnāt funny, Logan! THIS ISNT FUNNY!!! My lip is still bleeding! You need to untie me! I need to go fix my lip!
Lilith looked up at Logan, a few tears now rolling down her cheeks and meeting the blood that was dripping from her lip and onto her neck and cleavage.
Lilith: Please let me goā¦
Logan: You really aren't going to apologize to the lady are you, Lilith?
He sighed, looking down at her tits, and then to the knife.
Logan: I was hoping it would come to this!
His face lit up with joy as he jammed the blade intoā¦ his own thigh! He drastically jumped up and down in place, gripping the handle of the knife, and letting out pained laughs. That's when he turned to her, lips stretched ear to ear, pain behind the grin.
Logan: Since you think this is a game then we shall play one.
He ripped the knife from his leg, letting out a spurt of blood and agony. A shot of blood sprinkled over Lilith's face.
Logan: Let's see who can lose the most blood before passing out. YOUR TURN!
He raised the knife back over his shoulder, ready to plunge it down into Lilith. If she was going to apologise to the parrot, his Mother, now was maybe her last chance. Lilith began to sob, loudly, as she shut her eyes and pulled as far back away from Logan as she could. She pushed her feet out and caused the chair she was sat on to topple backwards and Lilith crashed down onto the floor, still crying, loudly.
Lilith: Iām sorry, okay? Iām sorry I said your wordā¦ this isnāt a game. Just please let me go. Let me go and I promise I wonāt tell anyone. I wonāt even tell Sarah. Iāll justā¦ Iāll tell her I was washing my hair. She wonāt know. No one will know, I promise. Just let me goā¦ Loganā¦ PLEASE!
He cocked his head to the side like a dog who heard an unfamiliar noise.
Logan: Such a pity. I wanted you to play along a bit more before apologizing to a dead bird. Haha!
He didn't care about that stuffed dusty thing in the corner. He just wanted to see her whimper and sob to a meaningless object, to apologize simply for the sake of making her do it. He picked the chair along with her up from the floor, and then began to cut her hands free.
Logan: I'm sure you can handle the rest.
He slapped the knife into her free hand, turning his back to her, looking at the ceiling, then closing his eyes and smiling wide. Lilith just sat and watched him for several moments. She had no idea how or even why but she knew this had to be some kind of trick. Still, she wasnāt about to stick around longer than she needed to to try and figure it out. Lilith quickly bent down over herself and started to cut all the tape, rope and everything else Logan had used to tie her up off of herself. Eventually she was free and she stood behind Loganās back with the blade still in her hand.
Lilith: You know, Iām kinda surprised it was that easy. Sarah would have known I was faking all of that, sheād have known straight away you stupid fucking BOUDLE!!!
His smile grew wider as Lilith leaped into the air with the blade outstretched. Just as she landed behind Logan, the floor beneath her feet gave way and she fell fifteen feet into the ground, water splashing as she landed in the bottom of an abandoned well. His laughter echoed down the well from above.
Logan: Looks like you're going to be sticking around after all.
Logan: Sleep well?
He stood before her, an empty tin pale in his hand, an unsettling smile on his face. Lilith looked up at Logan, extremely confused. She had no idea where she was or even how they had got here. She tried to stand up and immediately found that she was unable to do so as she was tied down.
Lilith: Mmmm! Mmmmm mmmmm mggggg!
She tried to speak but quickly found that she had been gagged as well and was even unable to do this. Panic set in.
Logan: What are you saying under that tape, Lilith?
He arched down and put his ear close to her muffled mouth.
Logan: You aren't ripping off my lines again are you?
He playfully slapped at her face.
Logan: You are?
He straightened, letting out a dull sigh, and ran his hands through his hair.
Logan: Would you like to know what's in my back pocket? A very sharp pair of scissors. I'm going to remove the tape from your mouth, so pick your words wisely if you want to keep that little tongue of yours.
He ripped the tape from her lips, Lilith squirmed a bit as tears filled up her eyes. She just glared back at Logan.
Lilith: Let me go you boudle! This isnāt funny
His hand cut through the air and stung her cheek.
Logan: Funny for me. Maybe not you, perhaps. I'm sorryā¦ you were saying?
Lilith began to pull at the wrist restraints, jumping up and down in the chair aggressively trying to break free. Logan had tied her down too tightly though and it was no use. Finally she looked back at him, anger still in her eyes.
Lilith: Why are you doing this?! Where even are we?! Why am I tied downā¦ if this is some kind of weird kinky sexy time thing you can forget it! Iām sorry I gave you the wrong idea butā-
He interrupted her with laughter that echoed off the basements walls.
Logan: Don't flatter yourself. You see, I believe it was the other way around. You sneaking into my room at night and taking pictures while I slept, running around flapping your gums saying boudle this, shut up that. You wanted ME. Well, darling idiotā¦
He inched in close enough to her face that she could feel his breath on her wet cheek.
Logan: Here I am.
Lilith continued to hopelessly fight against her restraints as she just got more and more angry.
Lilith: Arghhhhh! SHUT UP!!! I never wanted you like that! Iām happā- Iām married! To my Sarah! Iād never cheat on her! Not EVER!!!
He shook his head.
Logan: This isn't about sex. I don't want to settle down with you and get a dog. No. It's deeper, more than I could put into words. You see, Lilith.
He began to walk back and forth.
Logan: I despise people. Each and every person I have ever met in my entire life. Never loved nor even admired another. But then a few weeks ago I met youā¦
He stopped to look into her eyes.
Logan: And I've never hated anyone more. Don't you understand? I didn't bring you here for pleasure, quite the opposite. You are here because I want to know why you are constantly crawling under my skin, invading my dreams, begging my ears to bleed every time you open your mouth and an annoying voice pollutes the air. What's so special about you, Lilith? Why are you such a fuckin' rock in my shoe?
Lilith watched Logan as he continued to ramble on. She had no idea what he was talking about or why, or more importantly, where she even was but the more she looked at him, carefully studied him, the more things began to make sense to her. Or at least she thought they did. Lilith burst out laughing as she stopped pulling against the wrist straps that had already made her skin turn a sore pink sheād been doing it so much.
Lilith: Hahahahahaha! Oh shut up, boudle. I get it now. Youāre just doing this and trying to scare me because you donāt like me saying āboudleā! Honestly I donāt even know what that word even means it just sounds super funny to meā¦
He blinked, a tiny drop of sadness peeking out from his green eyes.
Logan: Boudleā¦ heh.
He eased down onto the concrete floor, sitting across from Lilith, and leaning back against a pillar.
Logan: It was the last word my Mother ever said.
Lilith looked at Logan all confused again.
Lilith: I thought your mother was a parrotā¦ OH WAIT! I forgot parrots could talk. Hmmmm, she sounds like a smartā¦ bird. Anyway, let me go. I really need to take a shower.
Logan: You don't know a damn thing!
He shot from the ground and ripped a razor knife from his pocket and held it to the corner of her lips, slightly breaking skin.
Logan: She was much smarter than you, that's for sure. Tell her your sorry for calling her a bird. She's a lady! She doesn't like to be mocked!
The light swayed from Logan's sudden movement, throwing a shine on a stuffed dead parrot perched upon an empty crib.
Logan: Tell her you're sorry. NOW!
He removed the blade from her mouth so she could speak. Lilith immediately stuck out her tongue and pressed it gently against where the blade had just been, a lot more blood than sheād expected spilled onto her tongue. She began to panic, again.
Lilith: What the hell Logan?! That hurt! What the hell is wrong with you?!
Logan: Did you think we were playing a game?
He looked over to the darkness in the direction the dead parrot had been seen.
Logan: She will, Mother. I promise.
He turned his eyes back to Lilith.
Logan: You'll apologize to her won't you?
He tapped the blade gently on her cheek. Lilith pulled away as far as she could from him, a mixture of tears and hatred in her eyes.
Lilith: This isnāt funny, Logan! THIS ISNT FUNNY!!! My lip is still bleeding! You need to untie me! I need to go fix my lip!
Lilith looked up at Logan, a few tears now rolling down her cheeks and meeting the blood that was dripping from her lip and onto her neck and cleavage.
Lilith: Please let me goā¦
Logan: You really aren't going to apologize to the lady are you, Lilith?
He sighed, looking down at her tits, and then to the knife.
Logan: I was hoping it would come to this!
His face lit up with joy as he jammed the blade intoā¦ his own thigh! He drastically jumped up and down in place, gripping the handle of the knife, and letting out pained laughs. That's when he turned to her, lips stretched ear to ear, pain behind the grin.
Logan: Since you think this is a game then we shall play one.
He ripped the knife from his leg, letting out a spurt of blood and agony. A shot of blood sprinkled over Lilith's face.
Logan: Let's see who can lose the most blood before passing out. YOUR TURN!
He raised the knife back over his shoulder, ready to plunge it down into Lilith. If she was going to apologise to the parrot, his Mother, now was maybe her last chance. Lilith began to sob, loudly, as she shut her eyes and pulled as far back away from Logan as she could. She pushed her feet out and caused the chair she was sat on to topple backwards and Lilith crashed down onto the floor, still crying, loudly.
Lilith: Iām sorry, okay? Iām sorry I said your wordā¦ this isnāt a game. Just please let me go. Let me go and I promise I wonāt tell anyone. I wonāt even tell Sarah. Iāll justā¦ Iāll tell her I was washing my hair. She wonāt know. No one will know, I promise. Just let me goā¦ Loganā¦ PLEASE!
He cocked his head to the side like a dog who heard an unfamiliar noise.
Logan: Such a pity. I wanted you to play along a bit more before apologizing to a dead bird. Haha!
He didn't care about that stuffed dusty thing in the corner. He just wanted to see her whimper and sob to a meaningless object, to apologize simply for the sake of making her do it. He picked the chair along with her up from the floor, and then began to cut her hands free.
Logan: I'm sure you can handle the rest.
He slapped the knife into her free hand, turning his back to her, looking at the ceiling, then closing his eyes and smiling wide. Lilith just sat and watched him for several moments. She had no idea how or even why but she knew this had to be some kind of trick. Still, she wasnāt about to stick around longer than she needed to to try and figure it out. Lilith quickly bent down over herself and started to cut all the tape, rope and everything else Logan had used to tie her up off of herself. Eventually she was free and she stood behind Loganās back with the blade still in her hand.
Lilith: You know, Iām kinda surprised it was that easy. Sarah would have known I was faking all of that, sheād have known straight away you stupid fucking BOUDLE!!!
His smile grew wider as Lilith leaped into the air with the blade outstretched. Just as she landed behind Logan, the floor beneath her feet gave way and she fell fifteen feet into the ground, water splashing as she landed in the bottom of an abandoned well. His laughter echoed down the well from above.
Logan: Looks like you're going to be sticking around after all.
