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Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

He could tell that Chloe was surprised not only be his presence but also that he wasn't dead. Or wasn't dead any longer. That was understandable, he supposed that he would be quite surprised if he were in her situation. Heck, he was still quite surprised with it all himself. He wasn't even entirely sure how to explain it, he didn't really understand much of what had happened, and even now he still felt rather confused about a great many things. But he was here now, back from the dead, and he wasn't sure what to do with himself. ...Accident, he replied flatly at her question as to what happened to him, and he made a gesture with a fist and an open hand, plowing the fist into his open hand to mimic the bus hitting him. Though she probably already knew all of that, anyway, he wagered. Was found... witches... brought back... he added, his voice hoarse and raspy thanks to that slash across this throat. ...You okay? Mom... hurt you...? He was trying to explain that his corpse had been found and stolen by a group of witches for reasons he did not know, and that they had somehow brought him back from the dead, though perhaps a bit sloppily. And then he had asked if their mother had hurt her in any way, or tried to, or even tried to get Chloe into bed with her like she had done to him so many times before. He wasn't sure if Chloe ever knew what their mother had made him do and he wasn't too keen on telling her, either. Not yet, anyway, maybe one day.
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

Chloe shook her head viciously at him asking if their mother had hurt her? Where did that question come from? Their mother had never really hurt her, she had neglected her and was a lazy alcoholic and drug addict but really she hadnt even done anything. Chloe sat back up and knew what he was asking. She knew secretly that her mother had sexually abused Vincent. For nights she would purposely listen to her iPod blasting music just in case sounds could be heard. It wasnt the biggest house. Her face changed as her already pale skin seemed to go white. Noshe hasnt. She said looked even more drained than she had before. The thoughts of her brother and mother making love werent exactly thrilling. He was back? Well he kind of was, so did that mean he was safe? Lets get you cleaned up? Do you eat? She asked and bravely scooted off the bed past him. If you can shower. I can get you some clean clothesI might be able to clean up yourwounds. She said referring to the places he was stitched together and slowly healing. Chloe got up and started absent mindedly picking up things and looked back to him. You go shower. I will pick up in here and bring you some clothes. She said trying to act as if everything was normal but it wasnt. She was communicating with her dead brother.
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

Vincent nodded his head at Chloe's response. He was relieved to hear that their mother hadn't done anything to her. While their mother had never shown interest in bedding another female, or at least not that he was aware, he certainly wouldn't put it past her especially when her toy was no longer around to be used for her pleasure. Again he nodded his head, this time at her question. He could eat, yes, but he didn't have to. The magic sustained him, or at least it did for the time being, so he didn't need to eat to survive. He also wasn't sure how many of his organs were working. Would he be able to digest the food? It wasn't something he had ever thought to ask. Did zombies eat food? For that matter, was he a zombie? He really wasn't sure what he was, honestly... A shower did sound quite nice, though. He hadn't showered since the accident-- the dead didn't need to bathe, after all-- so getting cleaned up wouldn't be a bad idea. Would his stitches survive the water? He didn't particularly like the idea of having his arm stitched back again, but as clumsy as those ugly stitches appeared they did look strong enough to withstand some water. Hopefully. He said nothing more a he left the room and made his way to the bathroom. While he couldn't remember a whole lot he did remember the way, probably because he had lived here for so many years. His movements were a little slow and a little bit jerky, his body wasn't functioning quite right yet, but that was probably to be expected. He stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Soon enough he had the water running to a comfortable temperature and the shower was going. He stripped himself out of his clothes and he took in a deep breath when he turned toward the mirror and for the first time he got a real good look at himself. He couldn't help but wince at the sight. He was a mess. Stitches covered most of his joints, wounds and gashes all over his body, bruising, spots of skin that didn't match in color from where the witches had to get creative with donor parts. He was an utter wreck. Would those wounds ever heal? Would those stitches ever come out? He did not know. He shook his head at his reflection and turned back toward the shower and cautiously stepped him, slowly and easily as if he expected to fall to pieces right then and there.
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

While Vincent was in the shower..... Chloe was overwhelmed with emotions but somehow was able to push them down so she could focus on the moment. Vincent was back and he was alive but something was definitely wrong. She started picking up his room and did everything from dusting to picking up things and putting them back where they belonged. She grabbed the vacuum and did a quick sweep and made his bed. She would need to do laundry soon and wash his bed sheets and clothes, they were clean but so they smelled fresher. She was organizing his closet and sorting his clothes so she could start a load when the door opened, she turned around and her brother was there. Bare as ever exposing everything as water dripped off of him. She lost her breath and went wide-eyed in fear at the sight. Not because she was seeing her brother naked for the first time but because of how fucked up he looked, it was straight out of some cult horror movie. The poor girl could help the stare and gawk and watch the water trail down his body. Let me get you some clean towels. She stuttered and ran out of the room, he had left the door open. She quickly grabbed a few towels and hesitantly went back into his room and unfolded the towels. She started drying him off, she was careful not to apply too much pressure. He smelled better, like soap and shampoo. After drying him she grabbed him some clean clothing, some briefs, sweats and a t-shirt. By this point she knew he needed help as he didnt say much and just stood there. She carefully helped him into his briefs, she tried to not look at his private parts or how he oddly hard. She figured it was normal or because he was cold or some other thing, she didnt know it was because of her. Let me grab the first aid kit. I can try to patch up your. whatever the hell it is. She said and returned, she got calmer as she cleaned his stitches thoroughly, very well. Then she applied ointment and wrapped each incision with bandages and tape. An hour later she had a pile of trash and gauze covered in blood. She helped him put on his t-shirt and sweats and socks. She had thrown away the trash. Why dont you rest and I can make you some hot soup? She said and went to leave but so suddenly his hand snapped out grabbing her, it was so forceful she cried out and trembled. She felt him yank her to the bed she breathed out but saw his face was soft. She made out he wanted her to stay with him. He would tell she was exhausted herself. She nodded even though her heart was racing. She climbed over the side of him in his full bed, it was pretty hot in New Orleans but they had the ac on and he was cold, so she pulled over extra covers. She laid beside him feeling so nervous and somehow she was laying on his chest with one leg over his own underneath the pile of covers. His body was cool against her hot skin. She didnt know if he pulled her like that but in minutes he would feel her heart calm down and she was passed out in his arms.
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

The shower definitely helped him and he was feeling better after it. He smelled better too, he knew, and it was nice to get all of that dirt and muck off of his body. It was too bad that he couldn't have wished away all of those scars and wounds, he thought to himself. Soon enough he was being dried off by his sister, a wanton fantasy for many guys most likely, and it certainly seemed to be one for him, too, judging by his enlarged erection. At least that part of him was still working right, he mused. It felt a little awkward being dried off by her but it was also exciting and that made him feel a little pathetic. After all their mother had done to him, here he was lusting after his sister... Even after he was dressed the clothing did little to hide his excitement, now the pants had bulged out, tented by his erection. It was a sight that their mother would probably be quite thrilled to see but he doubted that his sister was so pleased with it. Not that he could blame her, and he wasn't too pleased with it himself... It seemed he just couldn't get over that darkness within him. When he had pulled her back into the bed with him his body had acted on its own, it seemed, he didn't even know what he was doing, but soon enough he found her in bed with him. He knew that it probably wasn't a good idea but... but he didn't want to be alone ago. He had been alone for so long and now that he was back with her he didn't want her to leave him. Not ever. Maybe he was being selfish. Chloe's warm body felt good on his, she was soft and warm, and she smelled so good. The position of her head on his chest and her leg draped between his didn't help his excitement one bit but it did feel nice, and when he noticed that she had fallen asleep he simply let one arm drape around her waist. He let his eyes close as well and he nuzzled into the bed and with the comfort of his sister he soon drifted off into a peaceful slumber, one that was much more peaceful than any he had had since before he had died...
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

Chloe and Vincent slept soundly until the door was thrown open and there mother immediately ran to the bed. Without much warning she threw the covers off the both of them and Chloe was pulled from her sleep, they were no longer safe from the outside world. She was groggy but knew it was her mother. Their mother had draped herself over their younger son, completely ignoring the fact her daughter was even in the same bed. Oh my god. it wasnt a dream. My baby boy, youve come back to me! She covered him in sloppy kisses. Chloe had tried to get up but Vincents arm, the one that was wrapped around her waist wouldnt bulge, as if he didnt want her to leave him, especially not with the woman who had abused him, turned into a dark monster inside. Chloe felt very awkward. I think Ill go make breakfast for everybody. Chloe randomly said and her mother finally acknowledges her. Oh baby I didnt know you were here. did you help clean your big bubby. Chloe watched how her mother trailed her fingers over the bandages his whole body was covered in them, his visible arms and covered chest and legs. Chloe just nodded and looked at Vincent. She pried his fingers off and looked so pathetic looking at him as if saying she had to go. She didnt want to be around when her mother was always near him deep down she knew what had gone on. Ill go cook! She said and climbed over Vincent. You go do that babyIm gonna spend some time with Vinny. She said and closed the door behind her daughter. Chloe just stared at the door and looked so confused. Was all this really happening? Was her brother back? Was their druggie mother already taking advantage of him. Chloe felt strong emotions but shook them off and stormed into the kitchen to start cooking.
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

The slumber was quite comfortable and it did Vincent some good, there was no doubt about it. He never really got rest like this, not since he had died, and though perhaps he didn't entirely need it thanks to the magic that kept him alive, it still felt good, and it helped his body to relax, it even slightly aided in his body's healing, albeit not entirely noticeably, not yet, anyway. It seemed that even in his current state, and whether he needed to sleep or not, it was a benefit for him to do so. Unfortunately that sleep was soon interrupted by the entrance of their mother. When she draped herself over the two of them his body, which had been conditioned to her after all those years, reacted and part of him was relieved that she would, no doubt, relieve that lusty heat that was welling up within him, but another part of him felt disgusted by thought thought and with himself for even feeling that way. He was confused, so confused, in both mind and body. Part of him wanted to get up and run away-- and even grab Chloe's hand and bring her with him, though he knew not where they would go-- but another part of him wanted to say and receive the pleasure that it longed for. God, what was wrong with him? When Chloe finally slipped from his grasp he couldn't help but feel a little hurt, though he understood why she left and he didn't blame her for it he probably would have done the same had he been in her place. His eyes were beginning her not to leave him alone even as she vacated the room, and when she had left he knew that he was all on his own now. Again. Would he try to flee or would he stay? He didn't know what to do, his mind and body were telling him two very different things... What... what do you... want...? Vincent finally asked, lonely eyes looking down towards their mother. His words were a little smoother now and a little easier spoken, they weren't quite so hoarse. The warm shower water had loosened his vocal chords a bit, allowing him to speak just a bit easier.
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

Chloe stood in the kitchen glairing at the stove and finally slumped into a chair. She looked back down the hallway with swelled tears in her eyes. All her life she had to kind of just deal with what her mother did. It was that or be put into the foster care until she was old enough to take care of herself and even though she worked long hours, she couldnt save money as she helped pay for this place, so it was her home. She did have a small savings saved back from when Vincent was alive because he worked instead, he didnt want Chloe to do so while in school. That changed when he died.or supposedly had. Chloe started frying bacon and sausage, put biscuits in the oven and was scrambling eggs in another pan. The young female was pretty good at cooking, as she was the only one that really did it besides when Vincent was alive. She was cutting up fresh fruit and making toast. She sat the small kitchen table waiting, hoping they came out or it least her mother did What do I want? I want to do know what happened.how are you alive? I almost.killed myself because of you. She said hugging his frigid body. Apparently she had nothing to live for but their son.not that she didnt have a beautiful smart daughter to be proud of or anything. She lived for her son and always had. Her hands trailed down his arms and chest. What happen to you my beautiful beautiful son. She said in a husky whisper. It didnt take long for him to react. Vincent had been conditioned to him for years. Did you miss me, didnt you, is that why you came back? Because only I can pleasure you? She said as her hand trailed down slipping in his pants underneath his briefs. Your more than welcome to help me write these parts lol I'm much more interested in writing Chloe with him lol Back in the kitchen Chloe would be sitting at the table and have an empty plate of food while now she was just nibbling out of boredom and frustration. It had been over half an hour and they still hadnt returned which meant they more than likely wasnt, so Chloe turned into a zombie sitting there. Chloe got containers and put up the food still leaving it out neatly. She went to her own room shutting the door. She picked up her room a little bit and grabbed some clean clothes she hadnt showered since the day before yesterday. She headed back down the hall and thought she could hear her mother and slammed the bathroom door. She sat on the toilet and pulled off her shirt being in just leggings and a black bra. She stared at the fresh scars on her arms, the pain she had given herself in an escape. somehow even though he was back alive, she wanted to hurt herself. Had anything changed? Was she still in a nightmare? videoyoutube
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

The blood was fresh and bright red as it seeped from her fresh cuts. The shower was running, showering her fragile slim body with hot steaming water. Before letting her inner demons take control she had managed to shampoo and condition her hair and scrubbed her body down, especially her arms before taking a razor and making two sharp careful incisions. The blood would freely flow down her arms onto the floor of the shower swirling down the drain. It was the only way to distract her mind from the pain. The pain of feeling like a failure, the pain of not being able to protect her brother, a failure for not being able to save his precious life, not even in the afterlife, for being the daughter of a drug addict, for her own father walking out ages ago. She sunk to her knees on the bathtub trying not to cry out while curling into a ball. She didnt even want to think of what was going on in her brothers room and sucked in a breath. That until the bathroom door opened, she looked up being sheltered by the shower curtain. Somehow she knew it was Vincent, but why? What was wrong? She was on her knees on the shower floor covered in fresh blood. Vin-Vincent? Is that you. She stammered, her voice strained by pain. The shower curtain as ripped open for Vincent to be standing there, he looked incredibly dangerous but something in his eyes was alive. Chloe was bare on the bathroom floor exposed, her body, her cuts, and her pain, everything in front of him. Her face was the worst, the most heartbreaking. Oh godshit she cried sheltering herself as the water rushed down her body, still draining the blood from her arms down the drain.
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

Perhaps it wasn't the most rational course of action to be going into the bathroom and pulling back the shower curtain when his sister was there in the shower already, but he wasn't thinking entirely rationally. Rationality had been long tossed out the window years ago thanks for their mother, and though he usually tried to remain rational, more often than not he failed miserably. Whatever the case, he stood there for a moment-- surprised at himself, really, for even doing that-- and gazed down at the naked body of his younger sister. Seeing her there curled up and crying made his heart sink, as it would for any brother who cared about their sister, but his next course of action probably wasn't something most brothers would do. Without even really thinking about it, Vincent found himself kneeling in front of her even as the water ran over him and soaked his clothes and made them cling to his skin, his hands took hold of hers, and he leaned in... and he kissed her. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, and it was as though his body was moving on its own, and though he had always wanted to keep his sister out of things like that, right now he couldn't seem to help it, not when he saw her as she was. It was the only thing he could think of to do to tell her that he loved her, that he was there for her even in death... The kiss deepened but after a few moments he pulled away. His fingertips trailed up her wrists, running lightly over the bleeding cuts, and his fingers then wrapped around her wrists and squeezed them tightly until the bleeding stopped. Never again, he told her somewhat harshly, and it was a simple statement that she should never cut herself again. And with that he pressed in toward her and kissed her lips again, deeper than before.
Thread: RP: Crazy In Love ( Horror_Show & Blue Hatter)

Chloe pitiful in a pile on the shower floor was awestruck when Vincent had invasively come in pulling the shower curtain. Her words were sheltered as he stepped into the tub and bent down. It was beautiful in its own way to see the hot water running down over Vincent, his nappy blonde hair tousled, wild and wet. The water trailed down his face and soaked his body but his lips his Hungary lips found his sisters. His arms were to stiff so there wasnt much Chloe could do to deny him but she had no will to reason with what was moral or not. She had secretly and wrongfully buried any romantic feelings about him long ago, being tormented every time her mother abused him, fractured his soul, she would have never wanted to do that, to hurt himonly he wanted her too. They had somehow fell in love with each other growing up without knowing it, both having to suffer because of their mother fucking with him constantly. Maybe in some sick way she opened the doors for this to even happen. Chloe breathed out with her forehead pressed against his, in shock of what had just happened and felt his fingers clamp around her cuts. It hurt because of how forceful he was but the bleeding stopped and she nodded submissively to him and before she could apologize or speak her took her tongue and she let him. Being naked she was more exposed but right now it was more about passion than lust, to just be able to kiss and hold the other. Chloe let her hands wrap around his soaked shirt, letting her hands comb through his wet tangled hair as they shared each others mouths. She found herself pushing her body into his until she was on top of him on the bathtub floor as the showerhead let warm water cascade over the both of them like a halo. All of that was put to a stop when their mother busted through the bathroom door to see the sight of her naked daughter on top of Vincent. She shrieked uncontrollable as Chloe looked up in fear, she came running toward the two and grabbed Chloe yanking her off of her son and throwing her against the hard hardwood flooring making her cry out. You little filthy slut. so this is why you wont let mother please you. because of her! How long has this been going on! Your mine! Your fucking mine! She screamed hysterically. Chloe was on the floor drenched and now bleeding again from being thrown. Chloe didnt know what to say, she was traumatized by everything and was breaking.