The three shall spread their blackened wings…
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One week before she died
A/N: I don't own them (though I wish I did) they belong to Troy Duffy...Yadda yadda yadda...
Warnings: If you are on this site, you know what to expect but if you don't read and find out..hahaha!!!
Chapter POV: Faith
Ceithir
. She opened her eyes and blinked as the early afternoon sun shone in her eyes. It occurred to her that the blindfold had not been placed on her and that she was in a different chair that was metal. Her hands were bound differently; very tightly with rope instead of her usual handcuffs and her feet were left free. She had slept almost the whole day away. Faith’s stomach growled in hunger as she heard a laugh behind her. She watched as Giovanni and one of the maids walked from behind her. The maid was carrying a slice of bread and a bottle of water.
. “Awake at last,” Gio’s voice rang in her ear as he ran his knuckles down the side of her face. Faith pulled her face away and spat at Giovanni’s feet causing him to bring his hand down across her cheekbone and nose, bruising her cheek and causing her nose to bleed.
. “Fine, if that’s the way you want it,” he bellowed as he ordered the servant girl, “Get the fuck outta here.”
. Giovanni torn off his pants, lifted Faith off the chair and drove into her in one harsh stroke. Faith bit back her screams of pain as he moved within her faster and faster digging her back into the hard metal frame and putting enough pressure on her arms to dislocated her left shoulder. The pain and disgust filled her as bile rose in the back of her throat. Faith bit her tongue to keep from crying out as she looked away from Gio. He saw what she was trying to do and he grabbed her face; forcing her to look at him, holding her face so tightly that she would have bruises there in the morning. The pain was unforgiving as she could feel the flesh of her insides tearing as his brutality. His strokes were coming harder and faster now as he sped towards fulfillment. Faith was relieved when she felt his seed fill her body as he pulled out and dressed.
. “I wanted to have a go at you one more time before dad and I left to visit Uncle Joe’s family. Since I’m gonna be gone for a week, I decided to leave you with that wonderful memory of me, sweetheart,” said Giovanni as he forced a kiss on her lips. Faith spat the taste of him out of her mouth as he laughed.
. “Knew I’d like you,” he said as he grabbed a blindfold and bound it tightly around her eyes. She tried kicking at him when he bound her legs to the chair but that only caused him to tighten the ropes even more. “See you in a week, sweetheart. I should be able to have you a few more times before we have to kill you.”
. The sound of his laugh filled the room as Giovanni made his way out the door. Faith’s legs were already beginning to lose feeling and her nose felt as if it was broken. Her dislocated shoulder hurt whenever she took a deep breath and blood was dripping from her nose and mouth. She just wanted it to end. At least he would not be there for a week, she thought, One week without the feeling of him in her and on her. One week before she died. Faith smiled to herself, only causing her to wince as her eyes began to tear from the pain. The tears began to fall down her cheeks, mixing with the blood as it made blood splatters on her naked chest and torso. She said the Lord’s prayer and a Hail Mary as the tears began to flow freely. She heard the house door slam shut, voices saying goodbye in Italian and a car leave the driveway before the pain forced her world into blackness. She knew that they would be back but until then she could relax a little, thinking that it would be safe. Little did she know that she was wrong.
Warnings: If you are on this site, you know what to expect but if you don't read and find out..hahaha!!!
Chapter POV: Faith
. She opened her eyes and blinked as the early afternoon sun shone in her eyes. It occurred to her that the blindfold had not been placed on her and that she was in a different chair that was metal. Her hands were bound differently; very tightly with rope instead of her usual handcuffs and her feet were left free. She had slept almost the whole day away. Faith’s stomach growled in hunger as she heard a laugh behind her. She watched as Giovanni and one of the maids walked from behind her. The maid was carrying a slice of bread and a bottle of water.
. “Awake at last,” Gio’s voice rang in her ear as he ran his knuckles down the side of her face. Faith pulled her face away and spat at Giovanni’s feet causing him to bring his hand down across her cheekbone and nose, bruising her cheek and causing her nose to bleed.
. “Fine, if that’s the way you want it,” he bellowed as he ordered the servant girl, “Get the fuck outta here.”
. Giovanni torn off his pants, lifted Faith off the chair and drove into her in one harsh stroke. Faith bit back her screams of pain as he moved within her faster and faster digging her back into the hard metal frame and putting enough pressure on her arms to dislocated her left shoulder. The pain and disgust filled her as bile rose in the back of her throat. Faith bit her tongue to keep from crying out as she looked away from Gio. He saw what she was trying to do and he grabbed her face; forcing her to look at him, holding her face so tightly that she would have bruises there in the morning. The pain was unforgiving as she could feel the flesh of her insides tearing as his brutality. His strokes were coming harder and faster now as he sped towards fulfillment. Faith was relieved when she felt his seed fill her body as he pulled out and dressed.
. “I wanted to have a go at you one more time before dad and I left to visit Uncle Joe’s family. Since I’m gonna be gone for a week, I decided to leave you with that wonderful memory of me, sweetheart,” said Giovanni as he forced a kiss on her lips. Faith spat the taste of him out of her mouth as he laughed.
. “Knew I’d like you,” he said as he grabbed a blindfold and bound it tightly around her eyes. She tried kicking at him when he bound her legs to the chair but that only caused him to tighten the ropes even more. “See you in a week, sweetheart. I should be able to have you a few more times before we have to kill you.”
. The sound of his laugh filled the room as Giovanni made his way out the door. Faith’s legs were already beginning to lose feeling and her nose felt as if it was broken. Her dislocated shoulder hurt whenever she took a deep breath and blood was dripping from her nose and mouth. She just wanted it to end. At least he would not be there for a week, she thought, One week without the feeling of him in her and on her. One week before she died. Faith smiled to herself, only causing her to wince as her eyes began to tear from the pain. The tears began to fall down her cheeks, mixing with the blood as it made blood splatters on her naked chest and torso. She said the Lord’s prayer and a Hail Mary as the tears began to flow freely. She heard the house door slam shut, voices saying goodbye in Italian and a car leave the driveway before the pain forced her world into blackness. She knew that they would be back but until then she could relax a little, thinking that it would be safe. Little did she know that she was wrong.