Continued from here.*We head for what looks like the biggest dune. I keep close to Elijah, ready to catch him if he stumbles or is dragged down by the weight of the long chain he carries. Finally we reach the dune and I lead Elijah around the far side, where the wind is somewhat weaker ( Read more... )

Brendan lets me do whatever I want during the day. He really doesn't ask much of me; I cook the food, do the laundry, clean up... what you would expect to earn your keep someplace. I doubt he would even say anything if I didn't get something done, but I'm thankful for him and his kindness, so I do it all ( Read more... )

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*Everything moves so fast. I see Hugo and gasp at the same time that Elijah's jumping away from me and kneeling for him. Shit. Shit. Shit. I jump off the bed and kneel next to it, away from Elijah but still deferring to Hugo. Fuck!*I don't think things could get any worse, so I dare to speak without permission. Hugo is ( Read more... )

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*Hearing a loud knock at the front door, I stop folding clothes and go to answer it. I'm in shock when I look up and see who it is: Hugo, the one person I hate more than anything right now, standing in front of Elijah, whom I thought was as good as dead, or at least permanently gone from my life. All I can do is stand ( Read more... )

I don't know how many days it's been since Elijah left. I know I vomited, over and over, refusing water or comfort when Brendan found me slumped over the toilet. I know I spent some time locked in our -- my -- room, face buried in his pillow, crying until my lungs hurt. I know Brendan knocked on the door a few times, but never told me I had to ( Read more... )

I've never really had sexual fantasies before. None of my Cits beat me or anything, but... sex was a job. And finishing myself off after my Cits were through with me was just something to relieve the ache. But now... I dream of Elijah doing things to me that make me blush. I catch myself thinking things about him as we go about our daily ( Read more... )

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Reasons Elijah is Fucking GreatHe's cute as hell. That dark hair and pale skin? Adorable. Physically, we're a perfect fit ( Read more... )

*I sit on my bed, hands clasped, trying not to shake. I've been up almost all night, only catching a few minutes of sleep here and there. I'm sick with nervousness about training. I mean, I know they won't kill me, but they might do worse... Might beat me or take me dry or... God, I don't know what else. I should've listed out every perverted ( Read more... )

Back in the dorms. A different settlement this time, although I'm not sure why; they don't really tell serves those kinds of things, they just move us around as suits their needs. Not suprising... that's the way of the world here ( Read more... )