#2916 – Teeth
Worthing, January 2020.
He closed his eyes and braced himself for what was to come. He’d allowed them to back him into a corner, to take away his fight, any power he had had lost for the next few minutes. He was pretty sure he would come out of this alright, well, 80%, 60% sure. Less than evens maybe, but only just.
With his eyes shut, his other senses heightened. The muffles footsteps came to sheer clarity, the soft rustling of their jogging bottoms suddenly sounding as if someone was cramming empty crisp packets into his ears.
He realised he had stopped breathing. He slowly exhaled, trying desperately to avoid making any noise, in case they took that as an additional provocation. He smelt tobacco and felt the warmth of a breath on his cheek all at once. Even with his eyes shut, he knew his assailant’s face was almost in contact with his own. Something pressed against his chest, pushing him back against the damp, moss-stained wall. Again, warmth; a hand, which he knew immediately would feel his rapid heartbeat.
“You know why I’m doing this,” a voice whispered in his ear. The breath against his neck, the scent of hand-rolled cigarettes consuming his other senses.
“Tell me you know why we’re here.” That voice. Insistent, almost desperate, weirdly, considering that was the voice of the man wielding all of the power right now.
“Yes,” he admitted, somewhere between reluctance and willingness. “I know.”
“Good.” One word whispered in his ear, signalling the start of something new. Something bigger.
Fear suddenly replaced by longing. Loathing by passion.
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