Joined: Mar 2008 Gender: Male Posts: 1,712 Karma: 32
Goodnight Daddy « Thread Started on Aug 28, 2008, 12:04pm »
Goodnight, Daddy.
Cedric’s body collapsed on the floor, as though his mind had lost absolute control of the way he moved. Like a rag doll, he laid flaccidly sprawled against the tiles with little attempt to regain his stance. His swollen cheeks streamed tears and his mouth salivated a muddle of blood and spit.
“You son of a bitch,” a voice spoke before him. “You sick son of a bitch.”
His body trembled profusely, unable to contain himself from the sickening feeling welled up inside. “I’m sorry,” he whimpered. The tears continued streaming down his face. He squelched his body, repressing the pain he felt was blinding. Before he knew it, a foot lodged itself into his gut with great fury, handing him the hardest blow he had possibly ever felt in his life. Cedric could only gasp as the foot crushed his gaunt figure. The screaming before had left him voiceless.
“I’m sorry,” he repeated faintly, gripping the tiles with his fingers as the twinge intensified.
“Dirty bastard,” derided the voice once more. It belonged to an older, middle-aged man twice Cedric’s size in height and in muscle. Cedric screwed his eyes shut, pretending for a moment that he didn’t know the man, named Victor, was watching him with his cold, penetrating stare. The boom in his voice intensified. “I can’t even look at you in the eye, any more!”
Cedric felt sick in his stomach. He regretted everything. For believing in good old Daddy, and most of all, for being so foolish to think he would understand. Cedric struggled and picked his eyes up to look at his beloved Daddy, welled up in grief and misery. “C-could you ever,” he stammered “-could you ever look me in the eye, father?”
“Don’t speak rubbish,” Victor retorted sharply. “I’m not your father, now am I? If I were, what we do would be more morally reprehensible, in the eyes of God, and the eyes of our followers.” He glanced sideways at the mirror, picking out any imperfection his eyes caught in his reflection. Spotless, as usual: handsome and perfect in all manner and tone. His eyes made a dart towards Cedric, who struggled to get up. Victor smiled, and forced him onto the floor once again with a swift kick.
“Why do you enjoy making things difficult, Ciddy?” Victor said, drawing himself close to Cedric, close enough to smell the sweat dripping off his forehead. Close enough for him to feel his heavy breath travel across the skin on his back.
“Weren’t things perfect the way they were?” “N-no”
The lights began to dim and the bathroom grew dark. Victor’s voice started to fade.
“I-it’s not enough..” the young boy wept miserably. “ –it will never be enough. Not till I hear you say it..” “Foolish child,” Victor then whispered behind his ear. “Don’t you know any better?” His voice trailed, as the lights faded into the darkness.
Joined: Mar 2008 Gender: Male Posts: 1,712 Karma: 32
Re: Goodnight Daddy « Reply #2 on Aug 29, 2008, 6:00am »
Author: There will be, once I've combined all pieces of the puzzle together properly. This was just an introduction to the most significant events of Cedric's past. So far, not much history has been unveiled to others, except for a few minor tangents and teasers here and there. Still picking up all bits and pieces and joining them together to get the complete picture.
Victor towered over him, basking in his own putrid glory, for he had once more gained completely dominance over his commodity. He cast his steel-blue eyes upon the squinting frailty struggling to recover from his previous thrashing. Victor could only assume the boy was in bad shape. He gallantly raised his foot onto Cedric’s back, and he began to crush him. Crush him so hard he constricted his breath.
“Son. My dear son.” Cedric couldn’t reply. He merely mustered up a heavy, struggled gasp and a wheeze.
“Why can’t we go back to an earlier time when things were so much simpler?” Victor cocked his head sideways, wetting his dry thin lips. His heart raced in elation as he slowly tortured his young sex slave. “You’d kick and scream and fight for dear life, and I’d have my way with you. Why would you want to come and change such a system with such a ridiculous suggestion?”
Writhing in agony, Cedric mustered his strength and begged him to stop. But Victor pressed on. He was just having too much fun. “Apologise to me, Ciddy.” he demanded, his voice seething in lust and supremacy. He clamped a chuck of Cedric’s hair from his scalp, and pried him off the floor. He then laid him against the rim of the porcelain blood-stained sink. Its cold surface brought goose-bumps to Cedric’s bare skin.
“Apologise! You disgusting brat! Look at yourself in the mirror, you piece of shit, and apologise to me!” he blared into his ear. Cedric eyes were pried open and he was made to stare himself in the face. Into his eyes, penetrating deep to his soul. His mangled, impure, damaged soul. He shook at the very sight.
“N-no.” “No?” “Don’t make me look..” “It isn’t an option.” “I’m scared ” “Look at it!” “No! P-please don’t make me look!” “You’re a dirty slut, that’s all you’ve become.” “Oh god--..” “Shit into existence, that’s all you are. You dirty little bastard.” “No..” “Don’t look away! Look into your filthy green eyes, boy! See what you’ve become!” “That’s not me…that’s not me..!” “It is exactly you.” “It’s not.” “It’s you.” “It’s not!” “It’s exactly you.” “It’s not!!” “Crystal clea-..” “Stop it!!”
Nothing but bitter silence. Cedric clutched the rim of the sink, hanging his head just over the bowl, shaking uncontrollably in rage and defeat.
Victor smiled over his shoulder sickeningly. “We’ll never be, Cedric. You’re too filthy and impure to love. Too disgusting. That’s why your mother hates you, and that’s why your father left. Nothing but scum. That’s who you were, and that is who you will always be. Wasted sperm, Cedric, that’s all you are to them.”
Cedric made no attempt to reply. “Do you honestly think I would think any higher of you?” No reply. “Ridiculous.” Silence.
Victor stepped back, his shoes covered in Cedric’s own blood. “Apologise, and all will be well again, Cedric. Remove those dirty emotions you have and apologise to me so you could be saved, at least, from certain damnation. God hates fags, boy.”
Joined: Mar 2008 Gender: Male Posts: 1,712 Karma: 32
Re: Goodnight Daddy « Reply #4 on Feb 12, 2009, 2:19pm »
The room went silent for a long moment, as he gathered himself quietly in his own slow pace. The doctor uncrossed her legs, and scribbled something on her note pad. She removed her glasses and placed them on the side table as Cedric helped himself to another glass of water.
The woman had a recognisable stare; one he couldn't misinterpret. She seemed to be placing together the bits and pieces of broken fragments, trying to somehow "repair" or gain a better insight of this terribly broken man. He figured it wasn't long before she realised there was a missing piece. And it wasn't long before she would ask him about it. Hence would begin another painful trip down memory lane.
He placed the glass back on the coffee table, and twiddled with his fingers. He stared at her for a moment. Those eyes were piercing him. As though they knew something he didn't. And it worried him terribly.
"You're being deceitful, Cedric." the doctor said simply as she slipped her glasses back on. She flipped through her notebooks. "I can see it in your eyes. Your pupils dilate and you twiddle your fingers when you lie."
He pulled his fingers apart and set them firmly on his sides. "W-why---fuck, why the hell would I lie about it? H-he.." Cedric drew his breath. "After he was done....d-done I just pushed him, and he fell. Hit his head on the rim of the sink."
He rubbed his eyes violently. "I killed the bastard." Cedric could see she wasn't convinced, and shrunk even further into the sofa. The camera whirring made him all the more unsettled. "I-I'd like to go back to my room, now. Please."
She stared at him for a moment, then focused her attention back on her notes. "Go. I can't stop you. All I have to do is remind myself that I can never get these hours of my life back. If you actually want to tell me the truth, you'll know where to find me."
Cedric sat there for a moment, a bit dumb-founded by what she had said. No psych had ever been such a sharp shooter. Her eyes flicked back at him. "Well? Go on," she waved her hand, shooing him as he was some sort of stray cat.
A bit flustered by her indifference, he got up and left, and headed straight back to his room.
Joined: Mar 2008 Gender: Male Posts: 1,712 Karma: 32
Re: Goodnight Daddy « Reply #5 on Feb 12, 2009, 3:22pm »
~ Days later, back at the therapy room. After about an hour's silence.~
"I--may had lied to you. About Victor's death."
The doctor finally raised her head in attention, and looked at Cedric with observant eyes. After having long given him the silent treatment, she gave him a smile and a nod. "Tell me about it, Cedric."
"What I told you---not so far from the truth. He did beat me, and he did everything I said he did... but.. the manner of his death.."
The sparkle in her eyes showed a glimpse of deepened interest.
"Can you feel that, son? Can you feel me fucking you deep inside, you little ugly fuck?Tell papa how much you love him..!"
Cedric began sobbing uncontrollably, trying hard, so very hard not to listen. But he couldn't block Victor's sharp words from his ears. His heart raced wildly out of control, and the stinging sensation left the poor boy in terrible pain, which was only added to by the violent pounding of his skinny frame against the rim of the sink.
The bruises were everywhere this time; scratch marks on his crotch, swollen lumps of flesh around his abdomen and chest, reddened nipples. Every moment his eyes flickered open, even for a minuscule moment, he saw himself in the mirror. And it made the frightening ordeal all the more traumatic. He was a slut. Nothing more than trash waiting to be tossed out after being fucked by a few dozen sick old men.
How he wished for his own death. He couldn't bear the shame and humiliation. And most of all, the betrayal. The horrible betrayal of the man he trusted his life to.
Cedric was suddenly flung to the floor, and made to stare at Victor's naked body. He had a sickeningly smug grin on his face; a grin of sheer satisfaction and glee - completely without remorse. He was touching himself to the sight of Cedric, and it made him feel all the more cheap and used. He could never forget that look on his face. His laughter, that rang in his ears, as the poor boy crawled away and clutched his legs under the sink, sobbing for his mother to save him.
Victor suddenly stopped laughing. His eyes were shot open. Before he knew it, he fell sideways onto the ground, hitting his head against the sink. He bled profusely. Bled so much it reached Cedric's feet in a growing pool.
"Oh God, Cedric..Wie lang? Wie lang?"
A body crouched down in front of him, and held him tight as he trembled in her grasp.
"Ist er tot , Sarah?" "Ja, Bruder..he will never touch you again."
"Victor didn't realise anyone would come home early that night," Cedric said, in deep reflection. "She was watching him from the bathroom door. She could hear noises coming from upstairs so she went to see what it was and---"
The doctor looked into his eyes for a long moment. "Why did you take the fall then, Cedric?"
He shrunk into the sofa, clutching himself. "They would have thrown her in prison. I couldn't let that happened to her..She had so much to look forward to..and she had saved me. I had to do something in return."
She bit the tip of her pen. "All this time..you never killed him. Yet you faced years of scrutiny by the press and courtrooms. Huge sacrifice." "It was better than the 7 years I had with him." "You could have faced 25 years to life." "Better. Than what I had." "Did you really love him?" "...What son didn't love his father?"
![[Home]](http://s4.images.proboards.com/menu/home.gif)
![[Help]](http://s4.images.proboards.com/menu/help.gif)
![[Search]](http://s4.images.proboards.com/menu/search.gif)
![[Login]](http://s4.images.proboards.com/menu/login.gif)
![[Register]](http://s4.images.proboards.com/menu/register.gif)
![[Search This Thread]](http://s4.images.proboards.com/search2.gif)
![[Send Topic To Friend]](http://s4.images.proboards.com/buttons/sendtopic.gif)
![[Print]](http://s4.images.proboards.com/buttons/print.gif)
Author
Logged![[image]](http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs37/f/2008/259/e/7/Smoke_Trail_by_amateur1314.jpg)
![[avatar]](http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f282/peartip/trinity%20blood/dietrich.gif)
![[image]](http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t127/akiko_nakamori/raz1-1.jpg)