so this thread is going to consist of events in lexi's life that have shaped whom she is to people. they will include from her childhood as a human to her with her present sire. they will not be any particular order, just what i have a muse to type at the time.
**caution** they may consist of graphic events including, sex, blood, violence, death, etc. consider yourself warned.
On the Edge
Lexi flew over the banister of the second floor, crash landing on a table with a large mirror on it. She felt the legs give way and tumbled completely to the ground. Her eyes looked up at her sire. Once again, she was being punished for her mouth. She was tired of living under his thumb. Doing everything he demanded. Where was help when she needed it? She could make out the snarled smile across his thin lips right before she felt something move next to her. The mirror. It toppled down on top of her, shattering in pieces, some digging into her skin. She could feel it like thousands of needles, piercing her flesh. If she had flowing blood, she would have been bleeding profoundly. Her body ached as she pulled herself up from the broken frame, practically digging through it, what was left anyway.
Lexi cringed as she stood on her feet. He'd moved to stand over her. "Now look what you did. Hold out your arm."
he demanded. Lexi faced him, determined to not move. She shook her head curtly at him, trying not to show him the pain the fall had given her. He glared at her and then grabbed a bigger piece of mirror and her arm. He pulled her arm out and ran the glass across it, breaking the skin, causing her bleed. She would have bled more if she was human. Her eyes watered from the pain but she refused to shed them or call out in pain. "Stop,"
she spoke to him when he reached just below her elbow with the deep wound. She felt a hand hit her with more power then a normal human, sending her face searing to the side, in pain. She felt a gash and realized he'd used the glass against her cheek. It hurt and she couldn't help but groan from the pain. And this was one of the good days. And then, that was it. That was all she needed to fight back. She kicked him in the stomach, sending him back a good ten feet and ran to the kitchen. She grabbed a silver knife and held it out in front of her, arming herself as she heard him come in."Don't mess with me bitch,"
she heard a voice in the back of her and spun around in time for him to stop just short of the knife. He quickly backed up from her, knowing she would plunge the silver knife into him if she was given the chance. A snarl was across her lips. She couldn't let this continue anymore. He lunged at her, attacking her arm and she dropped the knife. As she went to run, he tripped her and then climbed on top of her. She thrashed under him but couldn't do anything about it. He grabbed the silver knife and held it to her neck."You're mine bitch, you know this. Go ahead, hit me again. I'll kill you.""Then who would you get to fake orgasms?"
she asked him angrily, strained from the knife against her neck. She pushed him off of her and quickly got up. She ran through the hallway, grabbing a pair of keys, and throwing herself through the door quickly. She slammed it but it never completely shut. The problem was, her sire had the ability to run at amazing speeds. He tackled her on the edge of the street and held the knife at her throat again."Get up, now!"
it was in the middle of the night, so chances of someone being around to see, were slim. She slowly moved to her feet and watched him, the entire time. Her eyes remained locked on him. He smiled, seeming amused. "Fake orgasms huh? Didn't seem that way last night.""Guess I'm a better actress then I thought,"
and there was her mouth again. He placed the knife harder against her skin and pulled her up against him so nobody looking in on the scene could really make it out. They would think they were just a couple, getting frisky outside in the dark. There were no lights around her sire's two story house. He'd broken them all and every time someone came to fix them, he'd broken them again.
He moved a hand to her breast and squeeze it through her shirt. She moved under him, trying to get away but he had her pressed against his chest too strong. Her back could feel the contours of his disgusting body. She felt dirty just thinking about it. "Get back inside."
he loosened his grip on her and she took the chance. Lexi threw her heel back, kicking him in the groin. He fell to his knees and she ran to his black sports car
. She jumped in, locking it, and threw it into gear, hitting the gas heavily. She kicked up rocks as she sped out onto the road. Her eyes looked around and her sense of smell kept place for her sire. He was not following yet. She swallowed a lump in her throat. And then her emotions and pain hit all at once. She was driving out of the city and her eyes were pouring out with tears. She felt useless and helpless. And the worst part was that she would have to return eventually. Eventually when the call for her got so strong that she was forced back. The bond she couldn't prevent from him. Was that why he didn't follow her? She pushed harder on the gas, coming soon upon the golden gate bridge.
There was small traffic. She shook her head and sighed. She quickly turned the car to the side, sharply, as she came to the edge of the bridge. She collided with another car, sending the sports car shooting into the air. It hit a few pieces of the bridge and sent her shooting over the edge. Her sense of hearing could hear people gasp and dial phones in their cars. If she couldn't take herself out of her life, maybe this was the only object should could
take from him. After all, he loved his black sports car. She had been fond of it too.
The pressure of the speed versus the water, was surprising. She could feel the car smash like a toy as the current hit against it and it sunk. It took her a moment to realize that she had landed upside down in it. Her head felt slightly fuzzy and she realized that she hadn't worn a seat belt and her body suffered from it. She knew she wasn't going to die, but it meant her sire could attack her easier as her body recovered. Lexi felt the water take her down farther. Since she didn't breath, suffocating wasn't a problem. She pushed against the pressure on the water and managed to finally break her door's window into the water. She slipped through it, cutting her shirt more and looked up at the surface. It was far too dark for her to be seen through the water. She imagined police were already starting to come.
Lexi broke the surface by a covering of dark bushes. She climbed out, worn out, and collapsed at the side. She sighed as she looked up at the dark sky. She could hear the sirens from the ambulances coming to retrieve here before it was too late. She felt her eyes swell and demanded them not to fall. They fell anyway. She curled up in a ball and grabbed onto her body, wanting nothing more then to be dead then return back to that house. She didn't want to be immortal. Why hadn't her first sire let her die on the street and be burned in the furnaces or buried in her home land? She cried until it hurt. What was there worth being here?
As Lexi calmed down, she felt a rustling in the trees nearby. She quickly sprang to her feet."Little Lexi is crying?"
it was a mocking tone. She knew whom it was. One of her sire's friends. Draiden. She felt her body being tackled to the ground and felt her clothes being ripped at. She didn't have the energy to fight it. And felt him slip his cold hand under her skirt. "Get off me!"
There was a cackling to the side, one that made her stop from fear. "You can't escape me Lexi. You're mine for all immortality."
She felt him cover her mouth, holding the knife to her throat, as his friend raped her. Her eyes swelled up from the pain inside. The hollow feeling she felt. The feeling of nothingness. That she was nothing, wasn't worth anything.