KissKiss BangBang, Give Me A Gun, And Your Hands
Title: Apocalypse! Now.
Summary: More members added to the crew, and a jealousy of relationship?
Rating: Pretty much R, for swearing, attempted rape, and violence.
Dedications: all of Aiden_Slash who have read.
"Would you stop it!" Jacob growled as he again shoved his lover's hands away, reaching for the door handle of the car they sat in the back seat of. As he grasped the handle, his own wrists were grasped.
"Would you calm down?! People are gonna hear you." David leaned down, pulling Jacob so that he was laying flat onto his back. His lips crashed with the other's, and for a moment, there was no struggle. Then David slowly ran his fingers down Jacob's sides until he crossed the younger's waist, fingers dancing over the waist band, which he slowly popped the button of. Jacob shoved his hands harder into David's chest, getting no response; he then kneed him in the groin. David let out a resounding, "Fuck," as he pulled back, hands grabbing Jacob's shoulders. "What the fuck was that for?"
"Get off of me David. You're drunk." Jacob again tried to push him off, with again no success. I fucking hate being so weak, flooded his mind, the thought tainting his mentality.
"David, please, please just get off of me..."Tears twisted up through his vision as David again leaned down, kissing him more harshly this time. Jacob felt something growing inside of him; anger. Fear, perhaps, but mainly fucking anger. He felt sharp ivory growing in his mouth, and he had a strong craving. A craving for copper; sweet metallic tasting liquids that would quench this thirst and defeat this hunger.
He craved blood.
He bit down.
Hard.
"Shit! Shit, shit, shit! FUCK!" David pulled back up, screaming. Well, he pulled back up. He left with the tattered fragments of his lower lip stuck between Jacob's own lips. he spit the bloodied flesh from between his lips, tears forced through his eyes. David screamed, his voice calling the attention of everyone else. Jacob shoved him back and threw himself into the door, grabbing the handle at the same time, throwing the door open. He fell into the sand, his feet still in the car. Struggling to remove them, he felt someone grab his ankle, crawling forward and falling on top of him. He started to scream, david pulling him into a standing position. A small crowd gathered around the two; they were obviously not coming to help out Jacob.
"This fucking cunt...he's a mother fucking vampire! he's one of them!" There was a small murmur; surely, one of the most popular boys in school, son of one of the richest couples, wasn't one of them? David grabbed Jacob's chin, lifting his head; somewhere close to him a girl screamed and fainted, and others yelled. His teeth were glinting in the fire light, there for all to see. The group moved closer and the couple fell against the car, David still holding him pinned to his chest. Then Jacob did something he never thought he'd be capable of doing.
He grabbed one of David's arms, pulling him around and slamming him into the car. His teeth sunk into the soft flesh of the older boy's neck. and there was more screaming as he was grabbed around the waist and pulled back. Someone finally pried him off, but he took a good portion of the real villain's throat with him. He was thrown to the ground and people attacked; they threw rocks, shoes, anything to cause damage. He struggled to his feet, backing away from the crowd slowly; then spinning around and running. he ran as far as he could dodging cars and other items; people and other things of disinterest before suddenly being caught around the waist by a hooded man. he screamed throwing his fists as hard as he could, demanding to be put down as the person set him down against a car. He banged his head on the door, crying out as someone held him close to their chest. He cried harder, his struggles becoming as feeble as the possibly could. The person whispered soothing words to him in a soft voice, gently caressing his face.
"It's okay, it's okay. Calm down. I won't hurt you. You're gonna be just fine."The voice was in a harsh but soothing, gravely-ish sort of tone, but soothing still because he...well, he just didn't know how. He looked up, but the face was covered by the gray hood of a jacket. They were taller than him; that was apparent. And they had sparkling white teeth that shone with sharp tips.
He calmed down and the stranger released him, letting him fall back against the door. They reached a hand forward, moving the hair from his eyes, brushing his cheek with their fingertips. It was a soft, gentle touch that had that strange calming effect over him, so he didn't push him away. Slowly, the creature leaned forward, their lips suddenly capturing Jacob's. He was aroused in an instant; an odd sort of sensual pleasure passed between them. when, suddenly...
"Wambold! We have to stop this fucking crowd! Could you maybe, um, help?" Jacob looked behind this new person to see three shapes standing in the background. On was tall, the other two shorter. One he clearly recognized as Angel Ibarra. He sucked in a deep breath of air, looking at the other two. One seemed vaguely familar; he was the middle standing tall, his hair hanging over one side of his face, his slightly tanned skin shining brilliantly. The third, he had never seen, but was instantly attracted. He wore a black wife beater, a greenish-black beaning, and had on a fishnet shirt over that, with black jeans and combat boots. His skin was unnaturally pale, and his blackish eyes twinkled with blue.
The man in the grey hoodie turned to face him, again reaching his hand out to stroke his face. His hand came to rest on top of Jacob's cheek.
"Wait right here, angel face." Jacob would have smiled, had he not been shaking with fear. His white shirt was stained with blood that was not his own, and he was disgusted to find that he actually liked the taste of it. the screamed of those who had just been chasing him grew closer, and soon he was surrounded, protected by these three new people, and one already known.
Jacob slid down the car he was leaned against, horrified by the screams he heard-it was as if the others were covered in fire, their flesh burning. He covered his face, trying to ignore the sound, when he felt a tug on his arm.He looked up. It was the man in the grey hoodie, only...he no longer donned the hoodie. He slid one hand under each of Jacob's arms, lifting him up and helping him stand. He leaned forward, kissing Jacob's forehead, trying to calm him down. He pulled the shaking teen forward, both becoming oblivious the the jealous growls of Angel. Jacob hid his face into the crook of this new man's-Wambold's-chest, shaking violently as he cried, silently. Unsure of what to do.
Wambold helped Jacob to walk over to the others. He pet the back of Jacob's head, turning to look at Nick. "Well, you're the leader. Should we take him home?"
"No...not yet. They'll most likely kill him-or worse. Give him over to the 'proper people.' They'll torture him however they can...rape, beatings. He doesn't need that. not now, not ever. we'll just have to keep him for tonight. He can talk to his parents tomorrow...they'll have to understand."
"But what if they don't? I don't want them hurting him. Not like what happened with my mom or dad."
"If they do truly care about him, they'll understand. He's special...he's gifted. He's-"
"He's gonna be treated like a normal human being. Not a toy, and not a weapon. Okay?" This was Angel; there was a slightly fierce protectiveness to his voice as he turned to look at Nick. "I'm the weapon...he's not. He's not gonna be used like one."
"He won't, Angel. Okay? He's not gonna be touched." Jacob hugged Wambold tighter, whimpering. He didn't know what was going on, but he was scared. And he wanted to go home, or at least somewhere safe. Somewhere he could sleep. Wambold smiled down at him and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. He hugged the teenager tighter to his own from, sighing.
"Alrighty, then..let's get him somewhere safe."
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