EroticReverie

Genevieve

I'm not sure how, but I fall back asleep in Abel's bed at the club house. When I wake up he's there beside me again , pulling me into his arms as he wakes me from whimpering and tossing and turning in my sleep. 

I suppose my nightmare should have been about the fact I'd killed Will Michaels last night, but instead my nightmare was of all the times he hit me, all the times he'd forced me, and I even dreamt that he wasn't really dead, that he'd survived my stabbing him in the throat and had came into Abel's room at the club, and murdered Abel in front of me, and fucked me over his dead body. I don't tell Abel about my nightmare, and I let him assume it was just flashes of my killing Will that disturbed my sleep. 

He strokes my hair as I lay there in his arms. 

"I'm scared." I whisper and he pulls me tighter and kisses the top of my head. 

"Nothing to be scared of baby." he says calmly. 

"I dont want to go to jail Abel." I say starting to shake. 

"You're not going anywhere. So don't even worry about it." he says as if he makes the laws, as if he controls everything around us. For the most part, The Slaughterhouse Skulls DO in fact control this town. 

"You were home all night. You had nothing to do with what happened. That was all us baby." he says and I close my eyes.

"Abel.." I say softly. I couldnt let them take the blame for it. I had done it. Sure they'd have done it regardless, but I didn't want the blame on them. Will wasnt just some bad guy. He was a cop. Killing a cop, no mater how disgusting a human he was, was different. I knew that, they knew that too. Yet they had been willing to do it...for me. 

"Shhh" he hushes me and kisses the top of my head. "You didn't do it, you hear me?" he says and I keep my eyes closed. 

"Abel" I just say his name again. 

"No Genevieve, you werent fucking here. You didn't fucking do anything. You got it?" he says firmly.

"okay." I say softly, even though it didnt matter. I knew what I'd done. No matter how they covered it up, even if they could cover it up or not, we all knew who did it. It didnt matter that they'd already rough him up, already had him bleeding, I'd delivered the killing blow. I'd stabbed him in the chest....and then in the throat, and I dont want to think of how many more times I would have done it had Abel not grabbed me, pulling my body to his as I screamed with all the rage, and revenge that I'd had waiting to be unleashed on Will. I did it for me. For his wife. For the other girls he manipulated and raped and abused and got away with. I didnt regret it. Only the consequences scared me.

I get up, Abel giving me one of his shirts as he takes me to the bathroom again, just like he did last night when he washed the blood from my face, my hands, the splatters on my arms and neck. I shower again as he sits on the close top of the toilet and waits. I fight the tears in my eyes as I stand under the hot water, letting it run as hot as possible, letting it get so hot it's almost sclading as it pinkens my skin. I think about Abel and the others in jail because of me. I think about the cops they have in their pocket choosing not to look the other way on this one if they find out. I killed someone. I killed someone. The words repeat in my head as I start to shake under the water.

"Baby?" his voice is faint in my head , it's garbled from the screaming in my head , my own voice telling me that they're all going to end up in jail because of me, that I'd killed him. That it was my fault, all of it. I could have played off my injury at the party bettter, that I should have been able to shut down my emotions after Will raped me in the bathroom. Because it wasnt like it was the first time he'd done it. I should have played it off as everything being just fine. He would have never worried, would have never seen it on my face that something bad had happened. 

"Baby" his voice is closer and my wet body is being pulled from the shower, and held against Abel's tall hard body, my wet body soaking his dry clothes and he holds me tight. 

"shhhh" he says as he holds my shaking frame against him and kisses my head, my temple, keeps kissing me over and over on my forehead and the top of my wet head as my naked body clings to him, my fists clenched in the back of his shirt as I shake.

"I got you, I've got you, nothing is going to happen to you...ever...nobody is gonna hurt you ever again...and nothing is gonna happen to you for what happened last night Gin...you hear me? I got you, we've all got you, we've always got you baby" he says, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around me. 

I manage to brush my teeth, and I just sit in a daze on Abel's bed, as he runs a comb through my hair. 

"You gotta let it go baby" he says. "It's done....and he deserved it....you didn't do anything wrong Ginny" he says, talking to me as I sit there in silence. 

"his kids" I say quietly. 

"Are better off and you know it." he says and then when he's done combing my hair he moves, squatting in front of me and taking my face in his hands. I lift my eyes to his. 

"I killed him Abel" I say, the shock setting in more and more. 

"No. I did." he says and I shake my head and tears start to fall from my eyes.

"Listen to me..." he says his hands holding my face more firmly. 

"You were NOT fucking here last night...I need you to promise me...you're not gonna do anything stupid and try to admit it was you...I DID IT Genevieve." he says. "I killed him." 

I let out a little sob and his nostrils flare.

"baby, I need you to promise me that you won't fucking take credit for it....I need you to promise me, that if anyone outside the club asks, you were NOT fuckin here last night" he says and I just keep crying. 

"Everyone that was there last night, knows you didnt fucking do this, knows you werent fuckin here, and they arent going to bring it up, and just like every other fucking bastard we've taken care of...when we leave this room, you need to act like nothing fucking happened, cause that's what the rest of us are gonna do...as far as were concerned...Will disappeared and ran off." Abel says and I keep crying, and he sighs. 

"Ginny....tell me that you can fucking do this baby" he says. 

I just nod as I cry and he grabs my face, pulling it closer and presses a kiss to my forehead.

"Good" he says breathing against my forehead. 

"Cry if you have to, but dont cry for that bastard, you hear me?" 

"I'm not" I sniffle. "I'm crying cause I dont want anything to happen to you or the guys" I say blubbering. 

"Baby, nothing is gonna happen to us, I promise, it's taken care of." he says. 

"You dont know that, you're not invincible Abel" I say arguing through my tears as he swipes them with his thumbs. 

"I do know it. The guys have already taken care of it. Nobody is going to fucking worry about what the fuck happened or didnt happen to Will." he says and I look at him. 

"Someone made a report....the police are searching his house now....and from what one of the guys that works with us says...they've already confiscated plenty of shit that is going to make him known for the fucking sick fuck he was." Abel says and I sniffle. 

"What do you mean?" I ask, blinking, tears falling as I look at him. 

"Doesnt matter. Just know, nobody is gonna give a shit if they find out he's dead." he says and I just blink.

"Tell me what they found Abel." I say, my voice shaking. 

"Only what we wanted them to find." he says. 

My mind races, and I shake. 

"Abel." 

"He had pictures....hundreds of them. Videotapes too." Abel says and I feel like I'm going to be sick, clutching my stomach.

"I could be in those" I say my voice trembling. "They could find out it was me" 

Abel shakes his head. 

"Then they'd have to suspect the other girls too, and they're not gonna fucking blame anything on fucking teenage girls that were raped and molested by a fucking cop. They'll want it buried just as much as we do, if not fucking more. They dont want that shit coming out against the police, when they're already known to be fucking bastards." Abel says and I feel my lower lip tremble. 

"so don't worry. Last night didnt fucking happen. And nobody is getting into trouble over it. Understand?" he asks and I nod, even though there's no way I still won't worry. 

"I love you Genvieve. I'm never letting another single fucking person touch you or hurt you. Im not letting anything bad happen to you, you got that?" he says, and his eyes are fierce, meaning every word he says and I nod. 

"got it." I say and he smiles softly and then kisses me. "Good, you're mine, and i'll always fucking protect you, understand?" 

I nod. 

"I fucking love you." he exhales. "So fucking much." 

"I love you too" I answer and he kisses my cheek, then my mouth, and then his hands are on my thighs and spreading them. And Abel does the best he can to calm me, to make me forget, even if for just the few minutes it takes for him to make me cum with his face between my legs.