Cannibalistic (Book Two of A Bloodline's Saga)

Yeah, He Ain't Buying It

No ones seems to want me

I am the stranger following you

Everyone is scared of me

I want to f**k them

I want to kill them

Dawn Of Demise

"Ida! Time to go the Police are only minutes away!" Shaun announces while bursting through my door, my eyes opening instantly as I search for my shoes and stashed belongings I plan on taking when the time comes to escape.

Rushing out to find another car Liam will be driving with the company of Hanna, Storm, Dan and Anakin, I'm told to jump in the car with Shaun.

Discovering Zeke, Markus and Jason also in the car with me, I'm forced to sit in the front with Shaun and spend the next however many hours in the car with him listening to his bullshit and avoiding his creepy eye contact.

With our cars quickly leaving behind another holiday house, I'm informed that we will be heading back the way they came yet an hour away from the house we were originally at.

"So I suggest you take this time to catch up on some sleep because when we get back, it will be breakfast time and a little outside time so Liam and I can revise our plans." Shaun states in a murmured voice and going for the cigarettes in his pocket.

Lighting one up as well as being offered one, I share it with the others in the back much to Shaun's distaste considering they're still in s**t for breaking out.

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Arriving at a larger house this time, the place two storeys high and made of some stone with a rocky driveway and neatly trimmed lawns, I ponder how long we will get to stay in this place before we're back on the road again.

Wondering who they also killed to get this place or who exactly is letting us bunk here until further notice, I'm shown the kitchen and automatically set out on making something that will fill our stomach's for a bit. 

Checking the cupboards and finding ingredients to make pancakes, I start to pull out everything else I need and think who the f**k supplied us with all of this food, we have everything here to last us a few days until another food shop is needed.

"What're you making?" Liam questions from the entrance of the kitchen, my head snapping to his direction with a forced beaming smile.

"Pancakes, wanna he-"

"No f*****g way, I've got more important things to do." he cuts across me crisply yet his curiosity returns slightly when I don't drop the façade.

"Okay, well I'll see you when breakfast is-" though him walking off has my sentence dying in the back of my throat and eyes averting to the watery sun coming in through the lace curtains.

Wondering if it's seven in the morning or earlier, I hear the pan's heated up and found I haven't even started on the batter.

Remembering from cooking class the measurements I need, I pat myself on the back for recalling such information due to how long ago it was and the lack of times I have made it, I'm quick to stir the ingredients together and start pouring them onto the hot pan.

Making sure I don't burn any, I don't realise I'm being watched until someone clears their throat from behind me and for some reason, I'm half expecting Liam to be there only it isn't.

"Once you have made whatever it is you're making, bring it outside and into the backyard. That's where we'll all be while Liam and I map our next moves." he explains then takes off without another word.

Shrugging at the brief instructions, Liam returns seconds later with the mumbled excuse of Shaun making him help me, my heart fluttering considering this would be another time to convince him I'm falling for him again though his anger is warning me to stay away.

"So what the f**k do you want me to do or are you just gonna stand there gawking at me?" he barks then instantly I'm jumping into action.

Now I have to choose my words and actions carefully because if I make one wrong move then he will definitely see right through me.

"Can you make sure there are enough plates for everyone?"

"Okay then what?"

"Knives and forks."

"Yep, okay. Um that's it but you can stay here and tell me how much you-"

"Can you stop trying to get close to me, it's weird and you don't think I don't see what you're trying to do!" 

"Liam I swear, I'm only making it easier for myself."

That has his hand wrapped around my wrist and dragging me off somewhere in the house for either a beating or possible rape, the feeling all too familiar to me by the way he's tightening his grip and rushing to get me out of sight from Shaun.

"I am not buying this, this f*****g façade! I don't know what you have planned but I'm not buying it." he sneers right in my face after slamming the door shut and pinning my body against it with a tight grip around my throat, his emerald eyes glowing to the point where I swear he's going shoot fire from them and kill me where I stand.

His next move surprises me though when he raises a hand and gently strokes the side of my face, the feeling bringing back all of the times Liam was gentle with me. Like I know it was only two to three days of physical contact but those small days felt like years to me, tears welling in my eyes as distaste for his skin on mine bubbles to the back of my brain when I'm dropped like a sack of s**t.

"You are not to change my dressings anymore or look at me from this point on, I don't want you around me at all so you'll be happy to know the rapes and beatings from me will stop." he grunts and once again taking me by surprise.

Too shocked and numb with fear to move, Liam's quick to pick me up by the back of my shirt and throw me out of what I assume is his room.

Picking myself up off of my feet after feeling him walk past me and closing his bedroom door behind him, I eventually make it back downstairs to see the pancakes are burning and that I will have to make another batch.

Yet that's the least of my problems right now, have I just blown my cover or am I being too paranoid and he's doing everything he can to catch me out.

So deciding to keep it up and confide in my friends about it to see if I should or not, I'm back to finishing off the pancakes not long after throwing out the burnt ones and now find myself handing them out to the others in the backyard but leaving Liam's till last.

Handing Shaun his first, I then move on to the others and manage to get them to huddle around me but subtly considering I have some news. Well more like fears and suspicions but it will do me good to have them relieved by people who don't share the same brain as me, that and not be overheard by Liam him f*****g self. 

"Keep it up Ida, the guy still doesn't know if he is being played or not, hence the reason why he is acting out the way he is." Markus explains with Jason and Anakin nodding in agreement considering they too so happen to be males themselves, all of them still processing what Liam said to me in his room right before I was kicked out.

"It is classic male behaviour, he's throwing everything he has at you and is waiting for you to crack. But don't, keep it up and you will eventually win him over. Now go because Liam's coming over." Jason grumbles then everyone starts instantly but casually breaking away with conversations turning to them thanking me for breakfast.

"What's up?" I half-smile knowing he won't do anything with Shaun that far away, the male gritting his teeth whilst flickering his emerald stare around at the others who are pretending not to listen in on the conversation.

"Did you even bother making me food or have you stopped with the façade?" he spits as his arms fold tightly against his chest and a smirk forms across his lips.

"No it's actually inside, I wasn't sure if you even wanted me near you so I left it on the kitchen ben-"

"Smart move." he grunts across me then stalks off to grab his food, the eyes of the others searing into me yet I don't meet them.

I need to keep going like nothing is bothering me because sooner or later Liam will ease up and things will fall into place, yet I still can't silence my mind telling me he will end up coming out here to smash the plate of pancakes over my head. I mean they taste like s**t and any excuse to I guess take it out on me is a good one for him.

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"Ida time to make dinner!" Shaun calls from behind my closed door, my eyes slowly opening to the moonlight streaming in through the curtains with my vision eventually adjusting to the dimly lit room.

Letting him know I'm awake, I slide out of bed and find the light in the process to not only wake myself up but remind me of what I have to do.

So heading to the kitchen I'm greeted by a bench full of ingredients such as steak, vegetables, gravy powder, frozen chips, more pasta, mince, pasta sauces, more packet pastas and heaps of other s**t.

Assuming I'm meant to put it all away before making dinner, I decide to use the mince tonight and freeze the rest of the meat for later meals, my hands once again going for the packet pastas but this time I'm excited for it considering it is a new flavour.

Deciding on spaghetti Bolognese and finding the block of cheese, I manage to track down some of the utensils I will need to not only grate the cheese but also cook the pasta and mince.

Hunting down bowls and forks when dinner is about ready to be served, Shaun comes in and orders me to feed the others first before joining them for dinner.

Nodding my head I gather up as many bowls I can and make my way to where the girls are currently waiting out their days, their eyes lighting up when they see me and automatically they're asking on Liam's process.

"I still feel he is going to try and crack me but it hasn't been long since we last talked. Now give me a sec I still have to get Tabitha her food." I chuckle when the adrenaline kicks in and a giddy feeling of updating them on my plan of getting us out of here, surges through me the more I think on it and fantasise about Liam's face when he watches me tell the Police everything he did to me and the others.

Returning to the room with Tabitha's bowl, the girls continue to tell me to keep up the work with Liam because soon enough something will happen.

Thanking them and leaving the girls to their food, I focus on getting the guys their food and tell them exactly what I told the girls, the guys also encouraging me to keep up my work and whatnot.

Returning to the kitchen and noticing that two bowls of the three that were left have been taken, I grab mine and make my way out to the dining room where Liam and Shaun are, Liam taking no notice of my presence right up until I sit next to him.

The way he's looking at me right now appears like I've just burped in his presence, utter disgust as he continues to take in my presence next to him.

"Seriously there's a whole f*****g table, why are you sitting next to-"

"Liam, cool it. You should be happy she's sitting next to you after what you and I have put her through. As far as I'm concerned we're lucky to see the girl opening up to us." Shaun intervenes abruptly though Liam isn't ready to shut down the conversation considering how much the veins in his neck are popping out a little due to much restrain on his anger, the same look I've seen on his face before but minus the veins, so this might be the thing that eventually breaks him and could also lead to him either hitting me in front of Shaun or Shaun copping a punch himself.

Either way I push my luck and reach for his trembling balled fist under the table and rest gently on it in a way that states I'm trying to calm him down, only that results in Liam yanking his hands away and dishing out a hard splitting backhand, my form tumbling from my chair and crash landing on my ribs with a winded thud. 

"WHAT DID I f*****g TELL YOU IDA? You f*****g touch me Shaun and the deal is off, you'll be considered a dead man by tomorrow! But if you want to keep me in your good books, control your f*****g niece!" Liam explodes then storms off and for the first time in a while since being on the run from the Cops, leaves the house with the front door slamming behind him.

It's silent for a few moments, both still in shock at what just happened until Shaun ends up losing his s**t, screaming out how much of a spoilt cunt Liam is and that when the day comes to take the little cunt out, he won't hesitate to do it because his parents are nothing compared to Nate and his friends.

Once Shaun has calmed down and has managed to get a cigarette or two in him, I offer to hunt Liam down which Shaun rejects instantly with a snorted snicker.

"I want to trust you but I can't, not when your head means so much to my father's old contacts. The fuckhead can get f****d as far as I'm concerned, I'm sure he'll cool off soon by finding a dealer to sell him more of that Ice shit." Shaun grunts but something in my mind sparks the reminder of one of us being chosen to be eaten, my heart yet again leaping to my throat when the question bubbles quite fast up my throat, as if dying to be answered and I can't blame myself for wanting to know so bad.

"Is it true one of us will be eaten so-"

"Not one of you but someone else you don't know. We were only saying that to scare more information out of you but as a matter of fact, this special feast won't be until we see Max." he cuts across me with a small smile, but something sparks behind his eyes at the mentioning of Max and I wonder what was said on the phone last night.

Well at least the others will be relieved that none of them are going to be eaten, especially Storm and Dan considering Dan was Liam's choice for a bit.

"Oh, well it is good to know that none of us will be eaten just yet, we still have a week or so." I murmur though it brings bile to the back of my throat when Shaun laughs and makes an agreeing sound in the back of his.

"I bet it is, now go and start with those dishes before more pile up." he chuckles and I'm once again forcing out a smile until dropping it as soon as my back is turned.

Making it to the kitchen and losing myself in my memories of my friends, parents, other family members and the festival on my eighteenth birthday, they eventually lead to Liam and I'm saved by the bell when I'm drying the last dish.

Putting it away and hanging the tea towel up I head back to my room and close the door, only a presence behind me has my feet spinning to see who it is and automatically my heart skips a few beats when spotting Liam's face smirking back at me.

"Are you trying to get me and Shaun killed? I am so f*****g close to killing you it isn't funny! Do you know how frustrating it is knowing that if I kill you I won't only have Max to answer to but also his son, and his son is more f****d up than Shaun and I put together! I've heard some of the sick s**t they want to do to you and honestly, I'm like a f*****g cake walk compare to those guys!" he shouts in my face and instantly my brain is wondering how long it will take for Shaun to come in and save me.

Well that's if I need saving...

"Haaang on a minute, it's either you want me dead or you are generally f****d up and are trying to get close to me. Well newsflash, I'm not the type of guy to cuddle up to! It's that type of s**t you're pulling that is pushing me to the verge of eating you alive!" he growls in my face with a tight grip snaking around my throat and the back of my head slammed into the cold plaster currently helping me stand on my feet.

"Liam I'm not pulling anything, I just want us to go back to the way we were prior to all of this because I know there was something between u-" his hand silences my sentence by clamping my mouth shut and for the first time in a few hours I'm generally fearing for my life again.

"Is this what you want, is this the life you want with me?" he snarls while fumbling for the button on mine then his jeans, tears welling in my eyes when I shake my head and pray to God my voice hurries up and unfreezes itself so I can spew more bullshit that will hopefully repulse him enough to get him away from me. That and stop his advance of forcing himself in me.

"I want what we had on my birthday." I choke out over the lump and grip of Liam's hand when it eventually moves away from my mouth but stays on my throat, his emerald eyes bulging from his head and automatically he's pushing himself away from me as if I'm poison.

Turning his back from me before I can even get a glimpse of his face now, he only runs a pasty hand through his mousy brown bangs and fringe with the door closing quickly behind him.

Replaying the look on his face, he appeared shocked, disgusted almost yet it didn't linger long considering it's an emotion I've seen but can't recall, that came and took over his face.

But Liam was quick to turn around and let that expression blossom more and show me really what he felt at my comment, because if he was only meant to get close with me enough to find out the whereabouts of my parents and information on who killed Alistair and Ashley, then why take my virginity and why pretend to be so careful about it?

With that sending frustrated and pained tears to my already puffy eyes, I touch the stinging hand print Liam left engrained on my skin and wonder if this was the first step in really convincing him I still have feelings for him considering he didn't continue on taking me without my consent.

Knowing that this will be a girl subject only, I wonder what the others will say when I tell them Liam legit stopped mid-rape at my comment of wanting what we used to have.

Is it a sign that he may still have feelings for me or is he legit repulsed by me and the idea of going back to how we were? Either way we will find out and see if Liam really does have secret feelings for me, if not then I can kiss my hopes of getting us all out of here goodbye.