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80's, adult, attack, BDSM, danger, death, Death Club, Demetrios, Dixie, fiction, Hospital Drama, Howard Jones, Inga, Kim Wilde, Kraus, life, lost hope, Mia, music, new romance, rape, Russians, slave trade, violence, writing
“Fighting in the Girl’s Room”
Players :
iShatteredSanity
CharlotteCarrendar
LadyBelz
CharlotteCarrendar: – The clock continued to tick, as the nearest scrubbed nurse, tended to the Surgeon, handing him the correct instruments, then swabbing his forehead as he concentrated on the delicate operation. Each member of the surgical team was now working with marked precision, all silent, aside from quick requests for stats, and vitals, keeping a very close eye on Inga’s heart monitor. She had stabilized from a near death experience, hell, technically, she had died on the table, but the miraculous work of the theatre surgeons, true legends, and angels in white were able to prize her from the Angel of Death’s grip. “Just…..a bit more” -the head surgeon said, as the last of the damaged place on her spinal cord was repaired, and he pulled back, tipping his head back as he blinked the beads of sweat that had rolled down and into his eyes. “Suture….okay…Doctor Benson, take over, sew her up, then straight into IC recovery, I want her monitored around the clock, next forty eight hours are crucial.” The second doctor moved in, and started to do the close, to sew her back up, as the nurses started to clean around and check on Inga’s pulse, which had regulated. The surgeon then exited the rooms, pushing the doors open wide, as he tore off his green hat and then mask, tossing them in a nearby bin. Dixie, Kraus and Nanna Noonie all saw him emerge from the operating theartre, and saw the tired look, the worn expression. Having her just pull through was taxing enough, now he had to face the loved ones. Kraus, walked slowly towards the Surgeon and his bottom lip was trembling, as he waited to be told the news. Dixie stood along side Nanna Noonie, who was squeezing the stuffing out of the plushie. “She’s a damn fighter…in all my years of medicine, never seen that happen before. She’s being taken to recovery shortly, and then we will send a nurse around when its okay to see her.”- Kraus burst into tears and then grabbed the Surgeon’s hand, shaking it vigourously, as Nanna Noonie started to go off in Swedish, praising God. <3>
LadyBelz: -Mia arrived just after the doctor delivered his news to see Kraus shaking the man’s hand like he was going to yank the whole arm out of the socket. She strode up behind Dixie, not seen by anyone, anxious and nervous about Inga.- “What’s going on? How is she?” -she demanded, causing a few of them to jump in startled surprise.-
iShatteredSanity: -With Demetrios gone, Helena had stormed inside the clinic, forcing her way through the persistent reporters. The cameras had managed to get the glimpse of Demetrios’ back as he left the scene riding his motorcycle, but nobody saw his face. As Helena passed the doors, one reporter in particular waited for her inside the clinic, smiling creepily once he saw her.- [Reporter.] “Miss Raminovic, such a pleasure to see you this fine day.” –The man said in a very heavy Russian accent, but Helena paid no attention to the man and headed for the operation room that Inga was. The man shook his head slowly.- [Reporter.] “Tsk, tsk tsk… For a woman of your talent and reputation, you clearly have no manners… барышня (Translation: mademoiselle)” –Said the reporter and Helena’s eyes opened wide in horror as she looked at him.- [Helena.] “You, how do you know that name?” –It was Helena’s turn to lose her colour and be pale as a ghost, feeling that she had aged for hears in a single moment.- [Reporter.] “An old friend sends his regards.” –The reported said, still with that creepy smile of his on his face.- [Helena.] “Viktor…” –She mumbled and the reporter clapped his hands together.- [Reporter.] “Bingo mademoiselle.” –He said and Helena almost fell on the floor. So, it was true. What Demetrios had shown her just hours ago was indeed Viktor. She swallowed hard and looked at the man who offered his hand to help her stand and since she did not want to create a scene with all the reporters outside, she took his hand to stand, but as she rose on her feet, the reporter leaned to whisper to her ear.- [Reporter.] “If the rumours are true, you will be an excellent whore.” –The reported whispered to her ear and Helena shrieked as she slapped him with enough force to knock him down.- [Helena.] “I WILL NEVER SUCCUMB TO THAT BEAST!” –She said and left the lobby, heading for the toilets while calling Demetrios on his cell phone.- “Come on, pick it up, pick it up.” –She kept mumbling to herself as she entered the female toilets. One the other end, Demetrios’ voice was heard.- [Demetrios.] “What is it Hele—” –He was interrupted before he managed to say a thing. –[Helena.] “COME HERE! NOW! VIKTOR! HE SENT HIS LACKEY HERE!” –Helena shouted and immediately hang up the call, shoving the device in her bag. But due to her shock, she had failed to realize that someone had entered the toilets.- [Reporter.] “I see that you wanted some privacy mademoiselle. Good, nobody will find us now.” –He said and with a few swift moves, he managed to immobilize her with his left hand while ripping her skirt along with her panties with the other.- “Yes, Viktor wanted me to send you this message. He will be back to claim you as his possession again.” –The man said and ripped the rest of her clothes. Despite Helena screaming, nobody appeared in the door, but her screams only made the man more furious. With his free hand he dropped his pants and underwear, taking out his cock and stroking it as he managed to force Helena on her knees. He let go of her arm and grabber her hair, tugging it hard and bring Helena’s face on his pelvis. As she had her mouth open, she could not avoid his cock entering her mouth, something that indeed made her stop screaming but made her eyes open in horror as she could not breathe.- [Reporter.] “Yes, Viktor told me about you. Now, be a god bitch and suck it.” –He said and moved his pelvis further forward, shoving his cock further into Helena’s mouth who already had difficulty breathing. || Meanwhile outside, Demetrios had already arrived and parked his bike, passing through the reporters after pushing a few and dropping them down like flies. He was mad, well, not just mad, HE WAS FUCKING PISSED OFF!- [Demetrios.] “WHERE IS HELENA?!” –He shouted and looked around. Once of the nurses looked at him and pointed the direction to the toilets.- [Nurse.] “I don’t know where she headed, but she went that way.” –Demetrios nodded and stormed into that direction, hoping that Helena was safe.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – The relief that washed over all that were in the waiting room was nothing short of miraculous. Everyone was hugging and crying, most of all, a very relieved Kraus. In the midst of it all, Dixie was holding her hands together, and then she looked up at the ceiling, as if to say. “I owe you one, God.” The smile on her face, was one that couldn’t be swept away by anything. Nanna Noonie was kissing her rosaries, and saying praise to her God, and Kraus ran back over to Dixie, then picked her up in a lift that was very much a Superman action and twirled her round, overcome with the joy that his precious Inga would live. But truth was she had only survived the operation, she was still in recovery, and they were yet to see the neurological damage that may well have occured in the time that she had no heart beat. The surgeon wiped his brow, and headed back to recovery with one of the nursing staff, to check on Inga, as she was being wheeled back through down a private corridor, where no one, no reporters, no journalists….no one could see. Once she was wheeled in, she remained on a special array of machinery that monitored her vitals, as two nurses fussed over her, and fixed her bandaging, injecting more morphine before she awoke. <3>
iShatteredSanity: -What was taking place in the female toilets was something that nobody could ever imagine. A few patients and visitors wanted to go in but after hearing those screams from earlier, they decided not to. They only looked at each other and wondered what that thing was. The screams had subsided though, replaced by groans and sobs, and of course the moans of the reporter as he tugged Helena’s hair, not allowing her to make a single move.- [Reporter.] “Yes, yes, just like that.” –In an attempt to squirm away, Helena bit the reporter’s dick, but the reporter slapped her with his free hand.- “NO TEETH BITCH!” –He shouted, his voice booming inside the closed space and making the others outside to wonder what was going on inside. Helena began sobbing and tears rolled down on her cheeks. She had no other choice than to obey that man who was unknown to her, but she was well known to him. Memories of her past, being Viktor’s bitch and cum dump for him and his friends, began to flash before her eyes, producing more tears as she sucked the man’s cock. But still, somewhere in the back of her head, she hoped that someone would save her, just like Demetrios had done 18 months ago. Helena kept sucking the man as the man moaned and moved her head back and forth, fucking her mouth fast and hard, not caring if she could breathe or not. Outside the toilets, Demetrios ran through the hall, wondering where Helena was. But his attention was directed towards the women outside. When he stopped he heard those noises, but he paid no attention; many patients and doctors chose the toilets as a place to fuck. But it was the murmurs of the women that picked his curiosity.- [Demetrios.] “What’s going on here?” –A woman with platinum hair looked at Demetrios and pointed the toilet.- [Woman.] “There is someone inside there, a man. And something is not right, he shouted just moments ago.” –Demetrios thought that such thing was normal and was about to leave when the woman spoke again.- [Woman.] “And a woman was screaming earlier.” –Demetrios immediately looked at the door, placing his ear on the door to listen to what was going on inside. He could hear a man moaning and a woman groaning and sobbing. And hell, that female voice was very familiar.- [Demetrios.] “Leave this place at once. You will not want to see this.” –Demetrios said as he looked at all the women. The women nodded and slowly left the scene as Demetrios took a step backwards only to kick the door open and barge in. Once inside he witnessed a man that stood on 6 feet height with gray hair and a very well build body holding Helena’s head, forcing her to suck his dick. Helena’s eyes opened wide as she looked at him, and the man himself turned his head to look at Demetrios.- [Reporter.] “Go away kid, this is not for you to see.” –The reporter said and turned his head to look at Helena again, clearly having no idea who Demetrios was. Cracking his neck a few times, Demetrios charged at the man, using his elbow to land a hit on the man’s face, knocking him down and managing to release Helena from his grasp. Helena immediately ran towards Demetrios but he did not look at her, he was cracking his fingers and knuckles.- [Demetrios.] “Go get the security here. NOW!” –Demetrios shouted and walked towards the man who was now standing back up while cussing in Russian. Helena did not have to hear the words twice, she immediately ran out of the toilet and ran down the hall, looking around for someone to help. And as she ran down the halls, she managed to see the room where Dix, Kraus and Nanna Noonie were. With tears in her eyes and being almost naked apart from the ripped clothes, she looked at them and cried out.- [Helena.] “PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP! COME WITH ME! I AM BEGGING YOU!!! CALL THE DECURITY AND FOLLOW ME!!!” –Helena shouted and headed out, towards the female toilets again, hoping that someone would follow.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Little did the small group that were assembled in the visitor’s lounge know of the horrors being commited againest Helena in the ladies loo. They were so wrapped up in the excitement of the news that Inga had survived the operation, that it would come as something of a shock, no…worse than that, to see Helena come streaking past, half dressed, exposed, and screaming on the top of her lungs. “PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP! COME WITH ME! I AM BEGGING YOU!!! CALL THE DECURITY AND FOLLOW ME!!!” Nanna Noonie, looked set to faint, seeing the bare breasted Helena, and what she was screaming out. Dixie gasped and then wondered what on earth Helena was doing all exposed like that in a private clinic. The nurses station hit the alarm, and then there was the heavy thud of boots, as two large security guards, barrelled up from the psyche ward. “What is all the noise, Nurse?” The second guard’s jaw dropped as he saw the ravaged Helena. “Saints alive”- the first guard said, whilst Dixie ran over to Helena. “What happened to you? Where is Demetrios?”- Looking bewildered, she finally caught on and then ran after Helena, as she tore on back to the ladies toilets. There was a few of them now, the two security guards in blue uniforms, Dixie, and of course Kraus wanted to see what the hell had happened. On arriving at the female toilets, Dixie managed to run in first, and saw Demetrios….and the russian. <3>
iShatteredSanity: -Helena had managed to inform someone to go in the toilets where the Russian reporter and Demetrios had their showdown with their fists. She did not believe in her eyes when Dix was in that room, but that would have to wait, a top priority was that someone would rush to the toilets before it was too late. While Helena had managed to get away from the room that Dix, Kraus and the party were, as soon as she left the room, she collapsed right outside the women’s toilets. She could no longer stand on her feet and fell on her knees, leaning against the wall and crying her eyes out. She only looked at Dix when she asked him about Demetrios as tears rolled down on her cheeks.- [Helena.] “Please, stop him…” –She managed to say before she passed out. But Dix had already left. Two of the security guards and a doctor rushed to Helena, placing her on a wheelchair and carrying her in an empty room to provide the first aid. Meanwhile, inside the toilets. The sound of the alarm was echoing inside the room, but Demetrios and the Russian guy paid no attention to it. They were both exchanging fists. Demetrios’ face had a few bruises from the punches of the Russian guy, but sadly the Russian guy was in a worse shape. Broken nose, broken teeth, coughing blood, missing his steps and barely keeping himself standing. He was only cussing at Demetrios who pinned him on the ground and sat on his chest, punching his face with immense anger.- [Demetrios.] “STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY STAFF!” –Another barrage of punches.- “STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY FRIENDS!” –Yet another barrage of punches.- “BUT MOST OF ALL, STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY CLUB AND ME!!! I WILL KILL YOU ALL!” –He said and bashed the man’s head on the floor while pressing his eyeballs inside his skull, using his thumbs. Demetrios did not know that he was seen from the ones outside, nor he could hear them. He was focused on the Russian man who was lying on the floor, bleeding all over the place and suffering many injuries. But Demetrios did not stop there, he kept going at it, kept bashing the man’s skull against the floor and pressing his eyeballs in till blood began to gush from the eye sockets.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – The scene that met Dixie was one that she could hardly believe. The most wonderful man she knew in all the world, was smashing the living daylights out of some Russian dude. Her eyes, so wide, her skin, pale as the blood ran from her face. She recalled the last words of Helena, right before she entered, “Please, stop him…” –But the Russian was barely recognisable now, with broken teeth, nose, and blood drooling from the corners of his mouth and down his shirt. Frozen, it was as if Dixie’s feet were cemented to the floor, and the booming voice of Demetrios as he sat on the injured russian, and was pressing his eyeballs into his skull. “STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY STAFF!” –Another barrage of punches.- “STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY FRIENDS!” –Yet another barrage of punches.- “BUT MOST OF ALL, STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY CLUB AND ME!!! I WILL KILL YOU ALL!” Dixie felt the air escape her lungs, as though she couldn’t breathe. HE WAS THE OWNER OF THE CLUB!! The same man who had saved Inga from the mad killer, Lucy, the same man who had wore the mask in the club and dragged the bitch out before the crowd, and roared like a maley bull of what fate would reside with anyone that touched, looked at or harmed his staff. Dixie’s head was spinning, as the seconds seemed like minutes. His staff? She….worked for him! Everything started to fall into place. The reason he knew about where Inga was being taken too. The reason he reacted the way he did in the garage. He owned them all. He…owned her. The real came crashing back, as she was thrust back into the now. Demetrios was relentless, in a sickening display of rage. Almost outside of herself, she ran to Demetrios and attempted to pull him back, by latching onto his shoulders, and cried. “You’ll kill him…and you will be just as bad as him!!….Stop it, Dem…Stop it”- <3>
iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios had lost sight of himself and he was in a primitive frenzy where he obeyed only those instincts. And his instincts said one thing only; KILL! Kill the man on the floor. Kill all those who will come after him. Kill the ones who dared to hurt your friends. Kill the ones who bared their fangs on what you held dear. Punch after punch, blood spill after blood spill, Demetrios’ rage was not going to fade away. In a sense, he was no longer a man, he was a beast. But still, all beasts have their beauties, and so did Demetrios. As he was about to deliver the final blow, rising his arms in the air and getting ready to punch the guy’s face with all of his strength, a voice echoed inside his head. “You’ll kill him…and you will be just as bad as him!!….Stop it, Dem…Stop it”. And not just that, someone was touching him. It was a warm feeling. But it was too late, his hands had already started to descend, attempting to make contact with the Russian guy’s face and smash his bones, inflicting direct damage to the brain. But it was that touch that made Demetrios snap at the last moment and he successfully managed to avoid hitting the man and he punched the floor instead. The tiles broke once his fists made contact with them. But his hands did not escape the damage. His knuckles began to bleed while his fists were still on the floor, creating small puddles underneath his fingers. Demetrios had snapped out of his killing frenzy and looked at the Russian guy who had already lost consciousness. Sighing deeply he turned his head to look at Dix who was holding him, trying to prevent him from doing something that he would regret.- [Demetrios.] “How long have you been here?” –He asked in a soft tone, his voice broken as tears rolled down on his cheeks. As for the rest of the people who had gathered? They were all shocked by the violent Demetrios, but not the guards. They entered the toilet and looked at Demetrios who had already stopped his rage outburst. They knew who he was, so they did not aim their guns at him. Only one of them looked at the others and nodded while another one nodded back.- [Security guard.] “Please leave the area, there is nothing to see here.”
CharlotteCarrendar : – Dixie held onto Demetrios, her fingers like claws, burying into shoulders, as he smashed his fist into the tiles rather than the blooded Russian. Demetrios stopped, but not soon enough. There had been enough blood, there had been enough violence, (and oddly always in the ladies loo :O!), and Demetios turned his head to her, the speckle of tears. The hurt he must have been feeling. The rage and anger taken out was due to the love he had for his club, his people, his staff. But what is love? Is love something that makes you violent? Does love cause this? Did Dixie even know what love was? She was sure that Kraus loved Inga, that was more than obvious. But now a true test of love, was going to be said, not so much by truth, but….to spare him from more pain. She knew the truth, she was there long enough to hear him, as he beat the man to a pulp. Dixie swallowed as she heard his question. “How long have you been here?” Her brow furrowed and then she closed her eyes, denying truth, and said. “Only just got here.” she lied. “Helena came and got us…..my Boss”- she slowly let go of Demetrios and backed away, her head turning for the security to deal with the man on the floor. A nurse rushed in and made a move to help Demetrios, whose hand was badly bleeding. (Nurse)”Let us take you down to the ER and get that seen too.”- Dixie bowed her head, as she was sure he would be taken in for care. <3>
iShatteredSanity: -Silence. An eerie silence had filled the room after Demetrios had stopped his anger outburst. Even the alarm was turned off as soon as the security guards had already walked into the incident that had triggered the alarm. Demetrios was sitting on the unconscious Russian guy while his knees were on the ground. His fists still on the floor, his fingers soaking in his own blood along with the dirt of the broken tiles. Yet Dix was still holding him. That was something that calmed him even more. A faint smile made its appearance on his facial expressions, but what it would look like was just a sad one. He had asked her how long she had been there and she replied by saying that she ad just arrived, but he knew that she was lying; otherwise she would not have stopped him. Plus she herself contradicted her words when she called him boss. Demetrios sighed deeply.- [Demetrios.] “So you know…” –He mumbled to himself and looked at the Russian guy as he rose on his feet. Blood was dripping from his wounds on his hands and he turned his head to look at the nurse, shaking his head at her.- “No, just clean them up, they will be find soon.” –Demetrios said and before he walked outside the toilets he kicked the unconscious Russian’s head.- “You are I are not done.” –He said and walked outside, heading for the ER so that the nurse would clean his wounds. || Meanwhile. Helena was brought back to her senses, finding herself covered with a bed sheet as she was lying on a bed in the clinic. A nurse nearby smiled at her.- [Nurse.] “Miss Raminovic, relax. Just lie down.” –Helena looked at the nurse.- [Helena.] “What about Demetrios?” –The nurse giggles softly before she replied.- [Nurse.] “It is over now. Mister Apostolou is fine. Please just relax.” –The nurse said and Helena nodded her head, looking outside the window as she mumbled a few words.- [Demetrios.] “Can you see the storm that is coming Demetrios?” –And it was as if Demetrios was actually hearing her when he looked outside the window in the ER, nodding his head as the nurse cleaned his wound and wrapped his hands with bandages.- [Demetrios.] “This storm will be a nasty one…” –He mumbled and the nurse looked at him, wondering what he had just said but Demetrios shook his head.- “Nothing, just some mumbling of mine.”
CharlotteCarrendar:- She had tripped up, in her own words, by thinking she had referred to Helena as her boss, he mistook it as saying that she meant him. His smile, it was not, it was sad. Tortured even. He gave the russain a good kick after mumbling to her, “So you know..”- She did. Soon, the security came in, and got a hold of the unconscious Russian and dragged him out, down to the ER and then later to be dealt with by a special branch of the Prague police force. As she left the ladies toilets one of the surgeons came up to Kraus, who had been trying to make heads or tails of what had been going on. The surgeon tugged on his arm. “Mr Zimmerman, would you come down to recovery please. We need to discuss a few things about Inga.”- Kraus perked up and nodded rapidly. “Of course…of course, take me to her.” The two men would go off down the hall towards the recovery unit, leaving Dixie standing alone. Dixie didn’t know what to do, she didn’t know what to do. No one needed her here, Helena would have Demetrios, they needed each other obviously, since he had fought the Russian for her. Kraus, he was seeing to his beautiful Inga. Who was Dixie to these people? She was just the Aussie barmaid, everyone joked with. A joke. Raising a hand up she wiped a stray tear, then ramming her fingers into her pockets, she made her way to the exits, where there were swarms of camera crews and tv reporters. Course, Dixie didn’t look glamorous she wasn’t famous, to all of them, she was just some girl, maybe a psyche patient. The dark clouds grew over head, and she saw nothing in it, but walked towards the cab rank, as a man in a long black coat watched, a man with silver grey hair. He stubbed out his cigar, and started to follow her. The black haired Australian had no idea…..she was the new target.
:: Inside the the recovery ward, Inga was strapped to the bed, the pipe supporting oxygen was down in her mouth and covering her nose. The heart machine beeping softly, as the room seemed so clinical and cold. The two men entered, the surgeon and the fiancée Kraus. A nurse was just adjusting the morphine and then nodded to the Surgeon, as soon as she finished making the notations on the chart. The surgeon motioned his hand to a chair and asked Kraus to sit. The Surgeon then sighed, and scratched the side of his nose awkwardly, as he was about to struggle with what he had to say. “I am not going to sugar coat this, Mr Zimmerman, but Inga was deprived of oxygen for approximately five minutes. While the operation on her spinal cord was a success, we fear she may have cerebral hypoxia. or brain hypoxia.” Kraus looked completely confused and blurted. “But she came in for her back…her spine…what are you talking about with her brain?” The surgeon folded his arms, and then spoke with a professional authority. “The prognosis from brain hypoxia depends on how long the brain has been deprived of oxygen, and whether the whole brain or only part of it was lacking oxygen. Which was up to five minutes. I am not saying that we are absolutely sure, we won’t know till she wakes up. If there are symptoms, they might include feeling light headed or inattentive for a little while. if it is more serious, if I am wrong in my calculations, she may show other signs, more serious that include memory loss that may be recovered later on, poor judgment, more serious inattentiveness, hallucinations and poor motor coordination. Those that typically last for a longer period of time include memory and learning difficulties.” Kraus got up off the chair and shuffled closer to the bed, and moved to kiss Inga’s cheek, as she remained perfectly still, quiet, the sound of the respirator all that could be heard. <3>
iShatteredSanity: -The nurse was done wrapping Demetrios’ hands with bandages and also done attending to his bruises on his face.- [Nurse.] “Mister Apostolou, you should get some rest. Your hands—” –Demetrios shook his head at the nurse.- [Demetrios.] “It’s all good. I will be fine in a matter of days. How is Helena? She was very shocked.” –Demetrios asked and the nurse made a call on the lobby. While the nurse spoke on the phone, Demetrios looked outside only to see Dix walking away.- “Don’t go… Please…” –He mumbled as he watched Dix walking away, noticing a menacing figure following her from some distance. After what had happened just minutes ago, Demetrios was alerted and pretty much everything was a threat to him. Within only a few hours Inga was sent at the hospital, Helena was attacked, and not it was Dix’s turn. He would not let that happen though. Demetrios’ facial expressions changed again as he began to get angry.- “Lets hope that I am mistaken.” –He said and opened the window, jumping outside and immediately sprinted towards Dix. The nurse immediately hang up the phone and shouted his name, but he was already gone. A good 50 meters/164 feet was the distance that Dix had covered, a distance that Demetrios could cover within mere seconds. And given the fact that he was already enraged, again, he did not pay attention to the pain on his body from the hits that were landed on him from his fight with the Russian guy earlier.- “DIX! DIX!” –Demetrios shouted as he approached her. The shady character that Demetrios had spotted earlier did not stop walking but he just changed his direction. Demetrios did not need to have some fancy powers or abilities to know that was about to happen. He had been in the army before and he knew that the mobsters never worked alone; while one of them is doing the job, there is another one to watch and make sure that the mission will be accomplished. And from his experience he knew that it must have been someone from the higher ups.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – The man in the black coat, with the silver grey hair, was none other than Viktor, and he had set his sights on the young Australian, who was unaware of half of the sick games and lives of those people she thought she knew. Truth was, she knew nothing. Dixie had wandered into the web of a world of sex, BDSM, drug lords, the horrors of the Russian slave trade, the dark side of the East. Forget pleasure palaces, and those that seemed to hold such power over the meek, there was a royalty to which no one of common could see. Demetrios’s reaction to her after she lied, was as though she was no better than those that did his club wrong. Why did she lie? In a thoughtless attempt to protect him and his Empire, she may have well been a turncoat. The sky’s colour matched the sombre mood, the grip of cold, enveloping her heart, as she felt the walls rise around her, as she didn’t want to feel and then be turned away. In her mind all she could hear was the strains of a violin, then an orchestra, and she hummed “That’s life, Dix…that’s life”- As she reached the main road, beyond the gate, she held her hand out to wave down the nearest cab, to take her back to the garage, where she would gather her sparse belongings, and resume her trek around Europe, in search of her dream. The dream that seemed to allude her. “DIX! DIX!” Demetrios shouted, and the man that had been following turned and changed direction, fuming that he had been interrupted. Dixie inhaled sharply, and then lowered her arm as she turned on the ball of her right heel, to see Demetrios running up to her. “What are you doing out here? You should be getting your hand looked at. Helena…needs you.”- she said, her lips forming a straight line, as she hunched her shoulders forward. The walls and defences erected. Would she ever let him in now?<3>
iShatteredSanity: -As the man in the coat walked away, Demetrios looked at him and realized that it was none other than Viktor himself. Demetrios lowered his head but still he looked at Viktor with a menacing glare. “Soon, very soon.”, was that Demetrios mouthed to Viktor before looking at Dix. She was about to leave, but to where? Home? Somewhere else? She had been through a lot within the last few hours; Inga almost dying, the attack on Helena, finding out that Demetrios was actually the owner and that he had never told her a thing. How much could someone take in such a short time? Demetrios would not blame her if she just wanted to go away and forget about everything, but he did not want her to go away. He looked at Dix as she spoke and shook his head as soon as she finished talking.- [Demetrios.] “You are actually wrong. Helena does not need me, she needs some pussy and she will be fine. Quite frankly I bet that she is eating some as we speak.” –Demetrios said and made a comical scene as he looked at the clinic, moving his lips as if he was smoking a pipe.- “Oh well.” –He said and looked back at Dix, coughing softly to clear his throat- “Well, for starters, I am sorry. I hid things from you, but I only did it for the best. I understand if you don’t want to forgive me and just go away, but I just wanted to at least let you know about that.” –Demetrios said and made a small pause as he looked into her eyes.- “But I don’t want you to leave Dix…” || Meanwhile in the clinic. What Demetrios had said about Helena eating some pussy, well, that was actually right since Helena was already in a 69 position with a busty nurse. Soft moans and groans filled that room as Helena could not get enough from the nurse’s pussy.- [Helena.] “I could not think of something better to clean my mouth with.” –She said and started licking the pussy of the nurse, shoving her tongue inside her and feeling her walls clenching around it as the nurse giggled at Helena’s words before moaning once more. Well, at least on her end, things were going rather good.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie listened, as Demetrios seemed to go into a spiel of how Helena didn’t need him, that she would rather muff dive, than have his foot long. He even guessed she was chowing down on pussy chow mien as they stood there. His comical expressions, so warped she thought after all the horror and heartache of the days and nights since the attack on Inga. Normally, Dixie would be laughing and jokingly along with him. She was after all Dixie. A girl that always had that radiant smile and laughed the world off. But when it came to matters of the heart, her heart, she did not see that as funny, or a comedy. We are only given one heart in this life, and sometimes, it gets battered and bruised, even torn out of our chests still beating. Dixie made something of a perplexed face as he joked about Helena. Truth was, Dixie hadn’t paid much attention to the goings on of the “proxy’ owner. And besides that, Dixie was actually straight. “Well, for starters, I am sorry. I hid things from you, but I only did it for the best. I understand if you don’t want to forgive me and just go away, but I just wanted to at least let you know about that.” So what…now he is telling her to go. Dixie twirled her foot, and then looked down the road for a cab, getting ready to walk away. This was all getting too much, for the young Australian. “I..can’t..”- she went to put her hand up and then she heard him say. “But I don’t want you to leave Dix…” She rounded on him, so much smaller than he, and said. “I don’t want to leave, Dem. I thought we were mates….buddies. But you got a whole lot going on, that I don’t understand.” – This was a fair statement, she was pretty innocent to the world behind his office door. She finally nodded and then said. “Alright, I’ll stay, and your secret stays, I won’t tell anyone else your secret. It stays with me. <3>
iShatteredSanity: -Well, at least for once, Demetrios was honest with Dix, about who he really was and about him not wanting her to leave. All that he had to do was to wait and see how Dix would react. Truth to be told, he was afraid that she was going to leave him, and that was not going to be good for him. So much had happened already and he did not want to suffer more than he already did. Plus there was a storm coming and things would turn even nastier; especially after Viktor had made his appearance. He waited to hear something from her since when he tried to make her smile, he had failed. But her words, they acted like a nail on him, a nail that was shoved on his chest. Indeed, they were friends, but he was not completely honest with her; but it was for her own good, even though she could not see why. Demetrios merely nodded, having his eyes half closed.- [Demetrios.] “I know. I know…” –He mumbled and looked at her again as she spoke the rest of her words, smiling softly as he tried to wrap his arms around her and pull her in a soft embrace and hold her tight into his arms. Of course if she was going to avoid it, he would just nod and stand on his spot. But in either of the cases, he would still speak a few words.- “I promise that I will explain everything to you. I promise Dix.”
CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie hated speaking as she did. She sounded more business like than Helena, and that wasn’t her. She was being honest, but not to herself. Truth was, she felt more for Demetrios than she let on. Half of her wanted to scream and shout, of how she felt, but then she witnessed how he was with the Russian and then how he was with Helena. Flashes of the Death club, the way he handled Lucy. What if he turned on her? She stood there silently, but her eyes, they betrayed her soul. Could he read it? Could he see the truth? He was doing what he thought was right, he believed that not telling her was protection, but…it really wasn’t, it only delayed the inevitable. His reaction, he mumbled, “I know, I know’ and she wondered, did he hear her at all? But then, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close to him. And like a flower, that bows to the wind, she molded to his form, not saying anything at all, as he repeated, that he promised to tell her all….one day. <3>
iShatteredSanity: -Inside the clinic. Helena had finished her little game with the busty nurse and she had already gotten up, dressed on a normal robe instead of the usual hospital one; after all it was a private clinic, yet some of the services were like a fancy hotel’s. She had gotten up from her bed and she was looking outside. Inevitably her eyes fell on Demetrios’ figure that held Dix in his arms. Having a slight smile on her face, she closed the curtains and lied back down on the bed. She looked up in the ceiling for some time. Images of what had happened flashed before her eyes and she gripped the bed sheets as some tears rolled down on her cheeks.- [Helena.] “We are marching on a war… Are we ready Demetrios?” –She mumbled as she curled up in a ball, pulling her knees on her chest and tugging the blanket from the bed, crying there all alone.- “Are we ready?” –She mumbled again and finally fell asleep. || Meanwhile outside the clinic. The reporters were getting impatient and they wanted to know what had happened to Inga, but the security guards did not allow anyone to move close to Inga’s room. Only the head surgeon had walked outside to make an official announcement.- [Hear Surgeon.] “While the situation of Miss Inga is a delicate one, she is out of danger. She just needs to rest and soon she will be back in her usual life. That would be all, now please remove yourselves from the premises.” –The head surgeon said and walked back inside while the reporters demanded to know more. A few of them tried to sneak in, only to be kicked out by the security guards.- [Security Guard.] “You heard the man, FUCK OFF!” –He shouted the last words and pointed the parking lot. || Also meanwhile at the front gate. Demetrios held Dix in his arms, caressing her back softly while not wanting to let go of her. He closed his eyes and also lowered his head when a few rain drops began to fall, but he did not care. He needed to hold her. He felt calm around her. He… He actually had feelings about her, feelings that he hadn’t even noticed. But nothing else mattered at that point. He wanted to be selfish for once and think about his own self, wanting to spend some time with Dix. Could someone blame him? Especially after the emotional turmoil of the last few hours?-