♥ The Dark One Angel - Series Two - Part Three ♥

♥ The Dark One Angel ♥1

Series Two – Part Three2

“Honey where's Ben? he said he would be back a while ago with the eggs, it's been nearly two hours now.”3

Grunting Ben's Father attempted to move of the couch, beer bottles sliding on the floor, broken glass lay shattered under his feet.4

“Would you stop fretting woman, the boy is probably just taking his time, God knows why he would want to come back here so quickly.”5

Ben's Mother frowned at her husband with disapproval.6

“This is not the time for him to be out there in the darkness, you heard their warnings, those creatures are out there, sucking blood, killing innocent people, I do not want my son to be the next victim, now you go on out their and find him before it is to late.”7

His Father shuffled, but never got up from the couch, instead he lay back, reaching over towards the table for the left over beer and cracked it open, sending suds everywhere.8

“Well, you can't justs it there on you ass while our son is in danger, get up now, stop drinking and go find you son.”9

He looked up, taking a sip from the can and frowned, bored with his wifes drama.10

“Look the boy will be fine, you worry to but and if you're that worried about the sissy then go find him yourself, he is old enough now to handle things without our help, vampires or no vampires. It is all just a joke love, a joke to scare the tourist away.”11

Angry she picked an empty beer bottle up and threw it at his head, aiming she hit him right in the eye.12

“Ah... you fucking bitch” he cried in agony holding his eye as blood started to pour from within. “Why the fuck did you do that for you stupid cow, just wait until I get my hands on you.”13

Afraid she stepped back, walking towards the bedroom door.14

“Because you know damn well that I can;t drive and you don't give a god damn fuck about our only sons safety, are you happy to just let him be the prey of these vicious monsters? Why your just a weak, selfish bastard.”15

Flinging the empty bottle across the wooden floorboards, he placed his half empty can back on the table and stood up with a fiery strength. 16

She could see the beads of angry sweat, seeping from his ugly pours and feared for the worst.17

She backed away further this time stepping inside her bedroom, but he was to quick for her, even when wasted. He had always had he speed and the strength which she feared with her life.18

He grabbed her wrist, pulling it back and dragged her into the bedroom, throwing her violently on the bed.19

“Don't you ever, ever call me a selfish bastard again,” he cried, slapping her across the face hard, causing her face to burn, while he pinned her arms down and unzipped his pants.20

Tears sweltered his her eyes, as it began to happen all over again. He forced himself roughly and angrily into her mouth, making her almost gag on his thickness. She could feel him go further in her throat and could not breath.21

“Next time Bitch, you will remember who is boss around here, do you understand?” he asked, pulling himself out of her mouth.22

She leaned over painfully, gasping for air, spitting out saliva onto the bed.23

“I said do you understand me.”24

Grabbing her face, he pulled it harshly towards hers spitting on her lips.25

She nodded, trying to scream but he held his hand tightly over her mouth.26

“Good girl... I only do this because I love you.”27