PawPaw #2, Vanilla Custard #29, Sea Salt #6 + gummy bunnies
Story: Blaze Mafia Family
Title: Pretty
Prompts: PawPaw #2: the son/daughter I never had, Vanilla Custard #29: Not everything comes back out of the dark, Sea Salt #6: trickle + gummy bunnies (500themes #41: and it is beautiful)
Rating: Hard R for murder, blood, serious screwed up child
Words: 533
Characters: Gemma Wade, Soul Wade, Felix Wade
Summary: It should come as no surprise that Gemma didn't come into the family in a pleasant way. In fact, it's about as screwed up as anything I've written in a long time. Gemma meets Soul and Felix for the first time. She's five here.
Gemma watched the red blood drip off the edge of her dirty bed cover. It pooled on the carpet in front of her, the stain getting bigger and bigger under the bed until she was resting in it. And still the blood dripped down, the gentle ping sounding like music after all the dreadful screaming.
It was pretty. The red. The drop. The pool. She was mesmerized, watching it for what seemed like hours while the two men in black shuffled back and forth through the house.
Gemma wanted to hold something that beautiful. Take it inside her. Let it soothe away the bad things. She reached a hand out and caught one of the pretty red drops in her hand. It didn't make the sound, but she liked the way it splattered across her palm. Like paint, but better.
She reached out her other hand to get some more. Suddenly, something hard wrapped around her wrists and dragged her out from under the bed. Gemma would have screamed but her throat closed up in fear. She was suddenly on her feet being held by a tall man with dark hair and eyes. Though she hadn't ever seen their faces, she could tell this was one of the men that had made her mommy and daddy scream.
Gemma stared up at him. Was he going to make her scream now?
He didn't do anything right away, just stood there looking at her. Waiting for something. He cocked his head, a look of confusion on his face. "You're all dirty," he finally said.
Gemma looked down at herself and saw a streak of the red down her dirty dress from where the man had dragged her through the puddle. She smiled. Her dress looked much prettier now.
"What's your name?" Gemma heard him ask, but she didn't bother answering. She ran her hands down the front of her dress then looked at them. They were all red now. She pressed the red hands on the white part of her dress and made that red too. She grinned. Better.
"Who're you talking to-." The other man walked into the bedroom and swore when he saw the girl. "Shit! Where the fuck did she come from?"
"She was hiding under the bed behind the boxes," The first man was still watching her carefully. "No one told us Little had a kid."
"No fucking kidding. Lousy bastard."
The hand on her arm tightened. Gemma gasped at the pain and glared up at the man holding her. He turned her towards the bed. It was even redder on top, glistening wet like water but much better. "Do you like it?"
Gemma nodded slowly. "Pretty," she whispered.
The man let go of her. "Go play."
"What the fuck are you doing?" the second man hissed.
"Let her be. She's not a threat," the first man said calmly. He pushed Gemma forward a little. "Go play."
Gemma slowly walked into the puddle on the carpet. She squished her toes, letting the red wash over her and tickle her skin. She looked back at the two men, who both watched her just as closely.
The first man grinned at her suddenly. "She's like me."
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