Page 58 of Grave Kisses
“I will get you back to Marcus and Bellamy…I promise.” Archer says. “Come lie down and rest. I won’t touch you, but you need to rest.”
“I’m fine,” I say.
“Please, Kendra. Just come rest,” he says. “When he gets down here, it will be hell on earth. Rest while you can.”
I sigh heavily and get up to move to the cot. I curl up in the fetal position and face him as he leans against the wall.
“Kendra. Kendra, wake up. They’re here. Wake up,” Archer says with a hushed voice as he shakes me awake. I gasp and sit up, and he sighs. “Fuck, I thought you were dead. He is about to come down here. I think Tina is alive, though. I heard her. I didn’t want you to be asleep when they came down.”
“Uh… thanks,” I say.
“Whatever you do… Do not fight him. Okay? He will snap very easily, and I don’t want him hitting you. I know it’s going to be awful, but just don’t fight him.”
“I’ll try,” I whisper. I flinch when I hear the basement door open. When a woman gets to the bottom, my mouth falls open when I see… me?
Jeff comes down next and chuckles when he sees Archer is sitting next to me. “Well, Tina, Kendra. Kendra, Tina,” Jeff says simply. Out of nowhere, he pulls a pistol and fires a shot into the back of her head. She doesn’t even know what hits her before her body crumbles to the ground. The scream that comes out of me simultaneously frightens me, and I fall into hysterical screaming. Archer grabs my face and makes me look away from her mangled head.
“Breathe,” Archer says. “Breathe, Kendra.”
“Why… I don’t…” I gasp, trying to calm down.
“Shhhh. Just breathe,” Archer says. I am stunned by his compassion and how much he reminds me of Alan right now. He whispers in my ear, and it calms me. “No matter if you hate me, you are my sister. I couldn’t save Kimberly, but I will save you. I promise, I will. Be strong for your babies.”
When he pulls away, his body suddenly flinches, and he screams out in pain when Jeff strikes him across the back with a whip. “Strip her. Now,” Jeff says.
“Getting bored of me already?” Archer says.
“I’ll never get bored of the way you come for me, Archer. You are my favorite little bitch boy,” Jeff laughs. “Now. Strip her, or I will.”
“Fuck,” Archer mutters. “I’m so sorry.”
I sniff back tears when he stands and pulls me up with him. When he starts to pull my clothes off, I am crying so hard that I can’t breathe. Jeff groans before suddenly grabbing me by the throat and slamming me back against the wall.
“Stop! Goddamn it, Jeff. Stop it,” Archer screams at him. Before he can charge at Jeff, he pulls his pistol and points it at him. Archer freezes in place, and I struggle to breathe.
“None of this would be happening if you had just let me fuck you in that hotel room,” Jeff says simply. “You just had to go and be a difficult bitch, just like your stupid sister… I don’t want to hear one goddamn sound come out of you unless you are coming on my cock. Do you understand me?”
“Yes,” I choke out. Jeff sneers at me before dropping his hand away from my throat to pull a blade out of his pocket. I remain frozen as he cuts the rest of my clothing off.
“Such a pretty little bitch,” he says, dragging the tip of the blade down my sternum and across my abdomen. “Don’t think for one second that I won’t cut those goddamn babies out of you… turn and grab the wall.”
I am not scared of him right now; I’m angry. I am so fuckingangry. I turn and lock eyes with Archer, and the tears in his eyes tell a story all on their own. I put my hands on the wall, and he pulls my hips back a few steps to force me to bend over.
“You know what I find funny, Kendra?” Jeff says as he opens a bottle of something. “Your boyfriends didn’t even hesitate tocooperate with me. They believed every bullshit word I fed them. They currently think that I am chasing a lead across the state. I wish they could see me bury my cock inside their girlfriend.”
I am trembling and silently crying, but I don’t make a single noise. I hear the gross sounds of him stroking his dick, and I flinch so hard I nearly fall when he presses against me. “Come support your victim, Archer, since you are so righteous now. Either of you makes a noise, she gets punished.”
Archer moves to stand in front of me and hugs me against his chest. I accept the comfort, because I might go insane if I don’t. I wrap my arms around him to steady myself, right as Jeff grabs my hips and drives into me. He instantly starts railing into me, and Archer holds me tightly. I hold my breath and try to not make noise, but then he smacks my ass, and I yelp. That turns into a crazed scream when he presses what is likely a stun gun against my ass cheek and shocks me. I cover my mouth, and Archer holds me tighter as Jeff resumes ramming into me harder and harder. He eventually groans and buries himself inside of me to come. When he pulls out of me, I collapse. Archer immediately scoops me up and moves me to the cot, muttering murderous threats aimed at Jeff under his breath.
“Clean her. I don’t like rancid pussy,” Jeff says. A few seconds later, I hear the basement door shut, and Archer holds my face and sighs when he looks at me.
“I’m so sorry, Kendra… I promise I’ll get you out of here,” he says, but I am gone. My mind is far away, and I’m completely disconnected from reality. I can hear him, but it’s like watching the situation outside my body.
“Are you in pain?” he asks. I shake my head once, and he sighs again. “Is it okay if I clean you?”
I nod.
“He won’t be down for a while… You need rest,” he says.
