Cannibalistic (Book Two of A Bloodline's Saga)

Heartbreak with a Dash of Depression

Open your ears, hear my sweet tragedy

Open your mouth, drink my sick blasphemy

Empty hope behind empty eyes

Carnifex

"Time for a shower." Shaun announces when he opens the door to my cell, my head looking up at him from the corner of my room to see whether this is an illusion or not.

Am I going crazy or was I not begging God for a shower less than an hour ago?

Wiping that from my mind I slowly rise to my feet then follow him down the white walled hallway to a semi-clean bathroom, the shower also a bathtub with a slimy looking shower curtain for a door and nothing on display I could use to clean myself with.

So having the water as hot as possible, I let the water burn my skin clean as well as hopefully burn me enough to take me to hospital, yet it doesn't happen and I'm finding the water beginning to turn cold.

Jumping out and finding my old clothes have been replaced by new ones and wonder if I was watched in the shower for a bit, I internally shudder before throwing on the new ones and am happy to inform they are urine free.

Finding the door locked, I bang on it and discover Shaun seconds later opening it and escorting me back to the room, the door once again shut and locked in my face with Shaun announcing I am now to wait for dinner. 

With the word dinner summoning growls from the depths of my stomach, they're cut short when the thought of me possibly eating human tonight occurs to me and I'm instantly thinking about Dad for some reason. 

Would I enjoy it like Dad did all those years ago before he got with Mum? Like the only reason I am assuming he did was because he lived with Alistair and Ashley long enough to not be eaten like his brother Shane, but I still wonder if he was also forced into it to save his own life?

Brushing it from my mind considering not only am I defending my dad but I'm also judging him at the same time, I try and focus on other things but to no avail.

Not just because of what he did, but also because he lied about it to my face and got mum to also cover it up, something I'm not sure I will ever understand unless I was put in her position myself.

The door unlocking and creaking open brings me from my thoughts when I see a blank faced Liam come waltzing in and my heart instantly chokes on the adrenaline that's pushing through my veins, my brain almost pulsing in my skull at the amount of anger, fear and downright sadness this cunt has brought upon me all in one day and I simply want to kill him.

But then if I do then I can't be angry at my parents for killing their captors, the difference is though I wouldn't hide that from them and wonder if they also hid that from my Grandparents Jodi and Cam.

Do Aunty Lucy and Uncle Rory know the full truth and will they find out once this whole thing is busted open again?

"The f**k do you want?" I grunt from my position on my newly made and changed bed, my eyes not bothering to meet his emerald ones burning into my flesh he probably wants to devour along with Max and the remainder of his family.

"I'm actually here to give you these." he states simply before tossing the bracelets we all bought at the festival together, at me and hitting me square in the chest.

"Why Liam, just answer me that?" I squeak out in a blank tone, my eyes still not meeting his as his form shifts. 

"It's what I was paid to do because my family and Shaun's, well what's left of it are close so I'm doing this for him for half of the pric-"

"Telling him where mine and my family's whereabouts are?" I cut across a now smirking Liam, that smug attitude spiking my anger to the point of looking this deadbeat f**k right in the eyes.

"Exactly right." he snickers then takes out a cigarette and leans his lanky-ish frame against the closed door while lighting the tip of his cancer stick.

"Was getting into a relationship with me as well as taking my virginity apart of it as well?" I shoot back with a snarl, my glower hardening when his smirk distorts into a menacing one.

"I guess I had to do whatever it was I had to do to get you to trust me the way you did, I mean I didn't get to see your parents but I followed you home. Though there won't be any use in going back there now because they'll be go-"

"YOU f*****g ASSHOLE!" I shout and shoot to my feet, yet I'm not on them for long when a blinding backhand collides with the side of my face and sends me crashing onto the bed.

"Raise your voice at me like that again and I swear to God!" he threatens in my face though I can only glower up at him as he sneers other profanities in my face.

"What're you going to do, kill me?" I spit back with his hand on my throat and the rest of his body pinning me to the bed.

"No because you know that's not my department, but I think I know exactly what will be." he smirks with his breath in my ear as I feel him f**k around with something on his waist.

It only takes me point five seconds to figure out what's going on and before I can even scream his hand is clamped on my mouth.

"You say anything about this and I will happily f*****g kill you and make it look like a f*****g suicide." he growls in my ear, my body freezing as his hands continue their mission on getting my pants down enough for him to take me.

The feeling is numb all over, silent tears streaming down my face when his hand pushes my head to the side to avoid looking at my emotionless face, the time feeling like hours until he's finished after cracking the shits for taking so long and moving me in different positions.

"Having a little trouble back there?" I blurt out before I can even stop and for some reason a sick smile starts spreading across my split and chapped lips, Liam panting though coming back over to the bed to once again either hit or choke me when his name's being called.

"This isn't over." he warns in a deadly tone, the words snarled and poisonous though ones I'm not ingesting right now considering how safe I am for the moment thanks to Shaun.

Even though Shaun is a sick f**k, I at least know he won't rape me because not only am I his niece, I also won't be around long enough for him to get those sick f****d up feelings you see in some movies.

Praying it isn't like one of those, I'm left alone once again in my cell and finally let more tears fall when I see not only blood, but semen as well and lay on a different spot on my bed to avoid the cold patches.

Deciding to lie on top of the covers to avoid rolling onto it later, I pass out with the sun setting down and making way for the night, my mind wondering how many of these nights I will get to experience until I'm taken from the world for good and let my tears carry me to sleep.

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Waking up to my door opening and Shaun coming in with a bowl of food, I instantly turn my nose up at it no matter how hungry I am, my mind assuring me that if I don't taste it then it won't be so bad but I know for a fact that I'll be digesting someone and that's enough to put me off food altogether.

"I'm not hungry." I answer simply then roll onto my side so my back's facing to him.

"I don't care, you're eating." he grunts until coming over and shoving the bowl in my hands, the vision of my parents being forced fed springing into mind and I'm smacking the bowl away from his hands before I can even stop myself.

"I'm not eating my f*****g friends!" I shout while standing up to get to his level even though he towers over me a bit.

Cracking up laughing with my brain instantly thinking something's snapped inside him, I wait for him to cease his ridiculous hysterics to glower properly at him with my arms folded against my chest.

"Seriously? For f**k sake I can't afford to eat your friends! They're a debt remember? Besides with your father's blood flowing through you I'm surprised you didn't jump to eating the food, I know he loved to indulge in the flesh of others thanks to the stories my father would tell me about him. Believe it or not I did want to meet my brother up until he f*****g killed our father and my mother. Sorry let me rephrase that, he knows who f*****g did it!" he growls with a sadistic smirk when he sees me flinch at him confirming that my dad was a cannibal prior to him meeting my Mum.

"See you knew but not fully." he chuckles then takes a seat on my bed and pats the spot beside him for me to take.

Not bothering, he gives up with a sigh until offering me a cigarette which I do take happily though still no words bother to come out of my mouth whilst I process what he's just told me.

"How about I tell you some truths behind your parent's lies?" he starts off after taking the lighter back and watching me inhale a few drags until nodding my head, everything numb and silent as I wait for new information to fill my already troubled thoughts.

"The business my father had, the one your mother found her ex-boyfriend's body in when she was also there on holiday, well that business wasn't only a theme park of some description but also a holding place for body parts. They were spread throughout so that when a high demand for flesh came through, Alistair was able to sell it off and make killing in the times when it was hard to find someone to eat. Dad was going to sign that over to Luke considering he spent more time with him, yet I know Luke didn't want it regardless if he was made to go out and capture people for my parents to kill and store away." he pauses for a drag before continuing after assessing how I am and to be honest, I'm all ears still regardless of what's just slipped past Shaun's lips.

"So your father Luke liked eating people yet loved having none of the responsibilities of running the business, your father pretty much stating he has friends to do that for hi-"

"Bullshit, I can't believe it because it's you! You could be saying anything to get me to turn on my parents!" I scream at him though deep down inside there's something telling me there could be truth in his words no matter how hard I refuse to believe them.

I'm quick to snap out of them however when I'm pinned down on the bed with a crushing hold on my throat, the air almost blocking off as he starts screaming back at me while his nose sits only inches away from mine, my mind instantly thinking of Liam and how he was just hours ago and my throat closes up like some imaginary fist taking its hold.

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS s**t! EAT IT!" he hollers then grabs the bowl of food which is currently spilling over the sides and onto my bed as well as face and tries to force it down my throat, my lip re-splitting open with my teeth smack against the plastic.

Chocking and vomiting at the same time, I wonder if this is going to be how I die due to lack of oxygen until I'm relieved with a sweet intake of air.

"If you don't believe me Ida, speak to Max when you see him. I'm sure he will answer all of your questions before he kills you." he snarls until he exits the room with the door slamming and locking behind him.

Letting more tears I didn't know I had fall, I find that I'm now on the floor covered in vomit and blood most likely from my split lip, my face stinging and feeling like it's swelling up from Shaun's back.

The events all happened so fast I didn't even know where to look when it happened. I was so focused on not eating the food he was force feeding me that I forgot exactly how many times he hit me to keep me still enough.

Eventually picking myself up and changing my sheets just in time for it to soak into my new mattress, I discard the new vomit, blood and past semen covered sheets to the floor and discover that my pillow also has to go.

Having no bedding and only a mattress, I ponder if they'll eventually give up on getting me new bedding considering the amount of times I have ruined them, and then eventually think they might have to put me in a different room when it comes to feeding time.

The door cracking open enough for someone to step through has me cowering against the wall on my bed and my eyes focused on the bare bed to avoid more beatings and further eye contact with whoever it is currently looking at me.

Peering at the shoes I notice it's Liam and more tears instantly well in my eyes, my body jolting when something is thrown at my body and a sick chuckle fills the air until I'm left alone again.

Looking at what was thrown at me; I pick up the new looking baby blue towel and focus on getting the mess cleaned up in favour of something else happening if I don't.