TW - This episode contains a scene of r**e and of incest. Please skip if this makes you uncomfortable
Melody
They didn’t know what to do with her. Saera had told her to get up into the bedroom and she had. She sat on the bed, waiting for Denys to return. She could hear what was going on outside, all the voices that didn’t believe that they were caring for someone that would do something like that.
His blood was still on her hands, it was rapidly drying and staining her pale hands. She closed her eyes and she waited.
Denys
“She is in your room.” Saera told him, rejoining him to fix what Melody had just done. She was a healer, she couldn’t just leave someone dying, whatever he had done to her friend.
Denys nodded. He made his excuses to his pack and nearly ran to her. She needed him right now, more then anything. He could feel it.
She was sat on the bed, twisting the ring on her finger. She was still bloody but he didn’t care. Denys pulled her into his lap. She stiffened for a moment, then relaxed against his body.
“He did something to you didn’t he?” Denys asked her softly after a few moments. Melody didn’t reply in any way. “Mel, you have to let me in. I need to protect you, but I need to know what from.”
She shook her head, and normally he would let it slide. He would let her change the subject and let her be happy again, but she had never stabbed someone in front of him before, then smiled about it.
“Melody. You are not leaving this room until you tell me.” He said firmly. Denys lifted her off of his lap, then moved to sit on the floor in front of the door. Melody glared at him. She huffed and laid on the bed. So that was the way it was going to be.
Melody
It had been hours and Denys hadn’t moved. He was just watching her. All she had to do was tell him her past… He knew some of it. He knew enough. Wasn’t it clear by what was marked on her skin? Melody closed her eyes, she could imagine what he would think of her if he ever saw everything, if he knew what really went on in her mind.
Denys sighed and stretched. He wasn’t going to drop this.
Melody moved to the end of the bed, pulling his jumper close to her. If he hated her after this, she wanted something to remind her of the love he felt now.
‘Fine. You win’ She sent to him.
He glanced up at her. “Then tell me.” He said. “Starting with what happened with him out there.”
Damon had put her in the collar. It was the first time that she was being let out of her cage in three weeks. It was the end of her punishment, she knew that and she was even glad to see her brother, even with the uncomfortable strap around her neck. He yanked the chain when he had finished, causing her to fall out of the cage. She hit the floor, hard and her legs wouldn’t answer her. Damon lost patience with her and hit her hard across the cheek. She could already feel the blood trickling out of her mouth.
She followed him meekly to the hall. The sun was blinding and he pulled the chain again, making her stumble and fall in front of the throne.
There were people already there, watching silently as she fell. None of them made a move to help her up. When she tried to get up herself Damon growled at her. He stalked on the floor in front of her. She felt her heartbeat flutter inside of her chest. It was never good when Damon was silent.
“My sister has reached her age.” He said loudly, making her flinch. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look up at him. “To… Celebrate… this momentes occasion she will celebrate.”
Melody was confused. She had just turned fifteen, two days ago. Her mother had reached out from her area and had stroked Melody’s face. The only contact that they dared. That was the only celebration that she ever had to mark her birthday. Damon certainly never cared.
Things were made clear moments later as Damon reached out and tore her shift dress off of her body. She tried to hold the fabric up to cover herself and he kicked her in the back, forcing her forward. She threatened to cry, she could feel dry sobs already. Damon just chuckled, and two of his men moved to her, together they flipped her over onto her back and the two men held her arms down. She shook her head desperately trying to escape.
“My dearest sister.” Damon said, his grin widening as he stepped towards her, taking his belt off. “I am giving you the honour of bearing my seed tonight, for your first time. Isnt that great.”
Melody fought harder, there was no way that she was ever going to lose her maidenhead to him. Not to him, not her brother. Damon laughed and entered her, not caring that she wasn’t ready in any way. Melody screamed.
After the third man that Damon let her entertain Melody didn’t care. None of them cared that she was in so much pain. Her mind drifted away as they enjoyed themselves using her. She was nothing to them. There was nobody that cared about her. Nobody that mattered anyway. When all had finished with her they left her there in the middle of the hall. She was bloody and sticky with their seed but all they did was laugh at her.
One of them came back and lifted her out of the mess. She opened her eyes to see who it was as he dropped her into the freezing cold lake outside.
Denys
He felt his rage grow. He knew that horrific things had happened to her, but her first time… It was a wonder to him that she even let him touch her now after that. He became aware that she was watching his reaction and he fought to keep the rage and the disgust hidden from her.
“Melly… I…” His voice sounded wrong. He felt the urge to rip out the throats of every damned man that had been there in that room, starting with the King.
Her eyes were filled with unshed tears, and she looked down… She was ashamed of what had happened. She thought that he would be disgusted by her.
Denys stood, moving to her and pulling her carefully into his arms. Her arms snaked out and around his neck. Her nose pressed against his bare chest. She cried, her whole body shaking with it.
The man that was in the medical centre was not going to be walking out.