Page 14 of Demons and Debts
I hear the buttons ping off and the cold air hits my chest, but I still don’t make a sound. His fingers curl around my neck as he keeps me where he wants me, his other hand brushing my thigh, travelling higher.
The lights appear on the others’ phones, and I realize they’re going to video whatever they’re going to do to me. I’m not resigned to it, but I am completely frozen as he kisses my lips, grinding them into my teeth. I whimper at the pain, and he does it harder.
I feel something then, coming from him and into me. Ittastesgood, unlike any flavor I’ve ever experienced before. It’s not likefood. I doubt I could explain with words what it was, but I want more. It makes me feel so awake. Energized. I suck more in and let out a moan.
‘Look how much she wants it!’
‘These trailer trash girls love it rough, huh?’
‘Pretty sure they just love to get paid.’
The answering chuckles are mortifying, but I can’t stop—
Stacker draws back with a cry.
‘What the fuck?’
He throws me away from him and I hit the ground, breathing hard. Then he laughs, the sound of it crueler than anything I’ve ever heard before – and that’s saying something.
‘I think we got us a baby supe here. Slummin’ with the humans, sweetheart?’
He steps forward, drawing back his foot to kick me and I curl into a ball instinctively.
‘You shoulda stayed with your own, you dumb bitch.’
His shoe lands in the middle of my back and the agony is immediate. I scream. I can’t help it even though I know he’ll love the sound of it.
His friends have faded into the background now. I don’t know if they’re still documenting this. I want to tell him that he’s wrong. I’m not a supe. But I can’t talk now. I can barely think as I curl in on myself.
He’s going to kill me.
* * *
Paris
We drive around a little.Sie, the morose fucker, doesn’t have an iota of fun but I take advantage of the dark and the derelict streets in this part of town to pop some wheelies and run some red lights while we kill time.
Fuck! Going fast never gets old!
But Sie, the fun destroyer, puts a stop to my shenanigans, making us park in a dark lot while we wait for the human girl’s shift to be over. He says she’s going to come this way for the bus, but we’ve been sitting here for a half hour and I haven’t seen a soul.
Then I do.
She’s walking briskly and I take my eyes off her for a split second to tell Sie it’s her. Then, she’s just gone. I go towards the spot where she was. Probably saw us and high-tailed it out of here.
A woman’s scream has Sie and me both running. Maybe she wasn’t trying to get away from us after all.
Sie’s ahead of me, running into the shadows of an alleyway we couldn’t see from where we were. I hear a shout and a scuffle, and I get ready for a fight. My eyes adjust to the darkness quickly and I can make out five humans. No, six. One’s huddled on the ground. It’s her. The girl we’re here for.
She’s curled up beside the wall and Sie is beating the shit out of the other four. He can handle himself, so I don’t bother to help him. Instead I make for the fifth human, a big grin on my face because this is the shit that gets me up in the morning.
He’s standing over the girl. His heart is beating fast, and I can feel the excitement pouring off him. He likes what he’s doing to her. Like me, he enjoys the violence, but that’s where our similarities end. My cheap thrills come from the challenge. This asshole’s just a bully.
He raises his leg and I barrel into him a millisecond before he stomps on her, pushing him away.
Nasty fucker.
He turns, running at me with a yell. I clothesline him, putting him down hard, knocking him out cold on the asphalt. I turn around to see that the guy’s friends are gone. Ran away like the little boys they are. I can’t help my mocking laugh.
