The Sharpest Lives Ch. 05

I hate putting in Author's Notes.

But I am, because I think you will enjoy the story better with what I'll tell you to do.

After all, your enjoyment is of importance here.

Initially I wanted each chapter to have a different title, a song that explains each chapter.

So now, I'll just head each chapter like this, to keep the flow:

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Sick Like Me

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I lay on the wicker lounge chair, an arm shielding my face from the sun. I jiggled my leg now and then, so the mosquitos would stay away. I felt a soft tug on my shirt, and felt something go up on my chest. I removed my arm to see the tabby kitten curling up on my chest. It had tracked dirt all over my shirt.

"Oh you, you're just too cute to get angry at," I murmured, as I pulled it closer.

I found the kitten on the second day I was here, hanging around the front porch. It was an ordinary brown and grey tabby- when it first saw us, it ran to hide; then from its safe point it watched us, shoulders high and tense, as if it would attack if it needed to.

"Stay away from that," he had said immediately.

"Why? It's just a baby," I replied. I got on my knees, and tried a few hello meows.

"Because you don't know where it has been," he said testily. "And also I hate animals. They stink. I better not smell that stank on you." He stood a few paces behind me, arms crossed, annoyed.

"You won't," I retorted. I extended my hand, and watched as the kitten padded closer. It looked at me, at my hand, then it looked at him, and meowed loudly.

"Piece of shit," he muttered.

"What is with you?" I said, as I started scratching behind its ears.

The kitten arched its neck, eyes closed, clearly enjoying the feeling. It had clumps of dirt in its fur, and getting rid of them must have felt good.

I scooped up the kitten, and held it close to my breast. It curled up against the warmth of my skin.

He stood there, with murder in his eyes.

"I want it," I said. "Please, I'll clean it, I'll keep it away from you... But you go away at times and I like having something for myself nearby... I want a pet..."

His eyes softened for a second, but that was it. "Fine. You're such a child." He stepped up to me, and slid a hand into my jeans to grab my butt. I hissed as his fingers sank into my flesh. I felt his finger inch towards my butthole, and I wriggled free- I wasn't ready for that...

"You'll have hell to pay later anyways," he murmured, as he kissed me roughly.

He couldn't keep long, since the kitten yelped at the sudden invasion of its personal space, and jumped up. I caught it before it did any more damage.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I said quickly. He scoffed, then went off to his car.

Louise caught me as I went back into the house. She seemed to have an almost magical ability to be wherever she wanted to be, locks and walls be damned. She noticed the little ball of fur I was cradling in my arms.

"Oh, such a sweet thing..." she cooed, as she came closer to scratch its head. "Don't let him see this," she advised.

"He already did. I even asked him. But why is he afraid of cats?" I asked.

"Oh honey, he isn't afraid of cats," she said, looking at me sadly.

"Then?"

"He hates them. All animals actually."

"But why?"

"Nobody knows why we do the things we do, sweet child," she said, as she pinched my cheek. I yeowled at the pain, as she laughed. "Go get it cleaned. Wear gloves before you wash it. I'll get some milk for it.. It's still a baby so the milk will need diluting.."

I went into the washroom, and ran the water into the sink. The kitten, upon hearing the noise of the running water, climbed up onto my shoulder, sinking its claws into my skin as it went.

"Ow! Kitty! I'm trying to help you here!"

I wrenched the thing off my clothes and literally threw it into the water. It cried, and tried to escape, but I caught it and managed to start working on its fur. I really should have listened to Lousie, as it started scratching and biting my hand as I washed it.

After I was done, I wrapped it up in a towel and held it near my chest again, and it stopped fidgeting. I thought about using a hair dryer, but it would probably spook it even more, so I just tried drying it with the towel.

Louise called me to the table, where she had put a bowl of milk. I placed the kitten on the table, and it ran to the bowl and started lapping up the milk.

"You're a sweet girl," said Louise after a while, looking at me. "Liam's lucky to find you."

"...thank you." I said, a bit uneasily.

"I can see what he sees in you though, you're the most docile and shy person I've seen! Do you have any backbone at all, girl?" she laughed.

I felt myself swell up in anger, like my kitten had done in the bushes. She noticed that. "Oh sweet pea, I mean that in a good sense. There aren't many people like that around. They just don't teach that as a good quality anymore," she explained. "It matches nicely with Liam's personality...he needs to be with someone like you, otherwise he might just explode."

"He doesn't seem like that, actually. I mean with others he's very popular and gets along with people..." I said, trying to change the topic.

"Oh that's recent. That's just a show. That's what he's expected to be like and blah blah," she replied, waving her hand dismissively.

"You've know him for a while," I said.

"Since he was a toddler. His family used to come here every week when he was younger. Very quiet boy, very secretive. I had to pry the thoughts out of his mind, even if it was just to know what he wanted to eat."

"He talks like you, you know?"

"Hah! He should! He used to hang onto my skirts like a little leech. I was the only one who could handle him. Not that he was a handful in the regular sense, but you know... No, you wouldn't..."

"I'm getting to know, don't worry." I replied. She smiled at my words.

"Just... forgive him, sometimes, alright? Everyone has a heart. Some just feel too much."

"Humph. I wonder if he feels at all..."

She sighed at my statement. "If you're saying that... I hope he hasn't treated you too badly.." she said in a low voice.

"Did he have more girlfriends over?" It came out of my mouth before I could stop myself. "I mean, did he...do you know any of his old... friends..." I trailed off stupidly.

"Oh he calls many people over," she said, easily, "Girls mostly, boys sometimes. Mostly for fun." She watched me closely.

I wanted to ask, what kind of fun? But I thought against it. I looked down instead.

"Lately not so much, with things going a bit badly for his family and all," she finished.

The kitten meowed loudly, and I scooped it into my arms again. It shivered, as I wasn't dry it, so I opened my shirt to warm it against my bare skin.

"Do you have children?" I asked offhandedly.

"Oh no. I'm infertile," she said, a tad too happily. "So is my husband."

"Oh," I said. I didn't know what else to say.

"It's an odd life when you're like that. You don't expect much from the other, so you are happy with whatever comes by."

I hmmed in agreement, lost in my own thoughts.

When he came back, he found me in bed, dozing off with my kitten in my arms.

"You're here," I murmured.

"Yes. What is that doing in my room?"

"It was sleeping..." I didn't know how else to uphold my case.

He pulled off the blanket, albeit roughly, and started pulling on my jeans. My kitten sprang awake at the sudden movement and hid under the pillow. I knew it was no use- I shimmied out of my jeans. I sat back on my heels, waiting for him to start.

"Useless bitch," he spat, as he attacked my hair and lips with his fingers.

I started sucking on his fingers like he liked it. He growled in approval, pulling my hair tighter, shoving his long fingers in deeper. I reached for the buckle of his jeans, and started my own ministrations on his growing member.

"I'll.. let my... mmm.. kitten out..." I said between his finger pumping.

"Oh no... No need. Let the little pussy see how I fuck this little pussy," he breathed. He then sank his fingers into my cunt, which was slowly becoming wetter by the second.

"Mmmm... still so tight," he whispered. "I want to see this hole gaping by the time we're done here... A deserving decoration for a slut like you."

I just moaned like the slut he said I was, and continued rubbing his dick. I reached forward to grasp his warm cock between my breasts. He pushed me down, and stood over my chest on his knees, so he could get better leverage. Cum started dripping onto my breasts and I used it to lubricate his cock as he pushed it back and forth. He twisted my nipples; I cried out and I felt the head of his cock push into my mouth.

"Open wider, babydoll..." he drawled. "You better drink all that's coming up..."

With each thrust I licked his incoming cock. His weight was suffocating me, and in a while couldn't keep up with his speed. Suddenly he stopped, his cock just in my mouth, and he blew his load into my throat.

I gulped, as he massaged my breasts. Even though it hurt, I kept swallowing.

"My little rabbit has gotten so much better at drinking its Master's cum," he said, sliding off, and cupping a hand against my cheek.

"You deserve a reward," he said, as I looked at him, eyes wide. What can that be?

I couldn't even trust his rewards. He looked behind me, and pointed. I looked, to see my kitten hiding behind the lamp on the side table.

"You get to keep kitty for a day more."

"A- d-day?" I stuttered.

"Of course. You keep pleasing me like this, I'll let that thing stay. Aren't I gracious?"

I rolled over to reach my kitten. It smelled my hand, then sank further away.

"Mommy smells like the big bad wolf, that's why it's not coming closer," he whispered, as he wrapped his arms and legs around my body.

I closed my eyes.

When you said you would break me, I thought you meant my body.

But you're crueler than that.

You want to enslave my mind first.

The rest of the day passed coldly; at least from his side. He wouldn't sit near me, touch me, or reply back to me.

I genuinely did not feel the need to respond to his actions. I was happy just letting it be. I felt unshackled somehow.

My kitten started approaching me after I took a bath. Now it followed me everywhere, playing with my toes, pawing on my anklet, climbing up my leg to sit on my shoulder, kneading its paws on stomach or rubbing its head against it. Sometimes it would press its wet nose against mine.

I felt so... loved

"That's a kiss," said Louise, when she saw us at one of our nose touching sessions. "Cats kiss each other by touching noses."

"Oh!" I replied.

At night, he didn't come to his room. Was it my responsibility to make sure he did? He didn't seem to care, he hated that I had something anyway...

How can someone be so selfish...

The next day I found him lounging outside, looking at the lake. I approached him, uneasily, hesitant. He didn't look my way. I sat on the wooden floor, next to him.

"What's up?" I tried.

"Nothing much. How is the kitten doing?"

"It's okay. She's sleeping inside. In the living room," I said hurriedly, in case he misunderstood.

"Hmm..she?"

"I checked online. She's a her." I swallowed, and continued. "She's a sweet thing really.. She kisses me now.." I added.

"Kisses?"

"She touches my nose with hers. It's a cat kiss," I explained. "Mom cats do it with their kittens."

"I see." He still didn't turn around to look at me.

"Look... I don't know how to explain this... I still like you very much. I'll do anything for you," I explained. "But this is just... a cat, I mean, I don't see why- I mean maybe you don't like animals, but I do, now is that such a bad thing?"

"Liking animals is not a bad thing," he replied. He turned around to look at me, and I was subjected to the full force of his glare.

My throat went dry. I managed to croak, "Then why.."

He didn't reply.

I reached in closer...I was drawn in... I cupped my hands around his face and touched his lips with mine.

He raised me, grabbing my sides and bringing me on top of him. I lay on him now, as he ran his hands over my body. I arched my back, pushing my pelvis into his. I felt him growing under me, and I mewled. He exhaled deeply.

"Whore," he said. His face was dark and angry. Something was wrong.

"You're doing this for that thing,"

"What?" I asked, confused, then I realized. "No! No, this is not that...This is silly! Why are you being like this?" I started tearing up.

He held me closer, and started kissing and biting my neck. I struggled, but his hands just seemed to push me harder against his body.

"I can't decide how to punish you... What do you hate more? Lashes, punches, cuts or piercings?" he whispered in my ear, as he bit it.

I cried out.

Suddenly I heard a car honk. He jerked up, loosening his hold on me. I rolled onto the floor, and scrambled to my feet.

"Liam? Hiding around, haven't seen you for ages! Where are you, you bastard?" a voice called out. A tall, lanky man strode onto the deck. Behind him followed Beth, and another striking pretty girl.

"You're one to talk, Benjy," replied Liam, as we got up, arms raised for an embrace.

Benjy was a bit taller than Liam, yet he bent his head into the nook of Liam's shoulder. They held on, and I stood awkwardly, staring at the sudden display of brotherly affection.

"Hello Kim," said Beth, coming to my rescue. "I'm here, as I promised, and I bought two monkeys with me."

I internally thanked God for sending at least one sane person to the family.

"This is Rachel... Benjy's friend."

The girl cut in front of Beth, to stand almost up to my face. I looked into her eyes, and I could swear I saw nothing.

"Girlfriend, actually. Hi. And you are?"

"I'm... I'm Kim. I'm Liam's friend."

"You're a bit young for our circle, aren't you? I thought you were a friend of Beth's," she responded.

"Mm. I am, kind of," I smiled a little, plasticly, and she gave a similar smile back. I stepped around her, to reach for Beth's shoulder.

"I'm glad you're here," I replied, in all honesty.

"My brother just came back yesterday, so I thought it would be a good time to visit," she smiled, a small, genuine smile.

"Let's go get your rooms sorted out," said Liam. We filed through the side door into the dining area, and I felt Liam move discreetly behind me, his hand on my hip...

Who the hell does he think he is?

"Beth can share with me," I said loudly.

"Beth has her own room," replied Liam.

Beth turned around to look at us, confused.

"There are enough rooms upstairs and downstairs for all of us," said Benjy calmly.

"Ooh, there is a downstairs?" said Rachel. "That's where we'll bunk, baby," she reached forward to peck Benjy's cheek. He smiled, but I realized he looked a bit... distracted?

"It's more like a basement, babe, we guys just sleep down there when the whole family is together. A big old slumber party like the old times, eh Liam?" he motioned to Liam, who smiled indulgently and nodded.

"Maybe you can sleep there tonight," Liam whispered, as he passed me to go into the kitchen.

I stayed away from Liam as far as it was possible. Luckily our new guests kept us busy with talk, and once Louise and Jay came in I didn't have to worry much. I introduced my kitten to them, and she curiously padded her way around their feet, purring and rubbing as she wished. But the moment she saw Liam, she vanished.

"The kitty is scared of Liam!" exclaimed Rachel, as my kitten suddenly came running to me, as I sat cross legged on the sofa. I spied Liam passing by across in the other room.

Rachel was sitting next to me, much closer than I liked. She reached into my lap to pet the cat, and she slinked another hand over my thigh. She smiled at me, and I gave a half grimace. I just felt annoyed by her. I gently moved her hand away.

"Little kitty recognizes the crazy in him, that's all," said Benjy, laughing. Beth punched him in the arm. "It's not funny," she said quietly.

I looked at her questioningly, but she just shook her head.

When night actually came, I became worried. I lay on my bed, in his room, my arms wrapped protectively around my kitten.

It's mine. It loves me. It doesn't use me. It's so simple, why can't he just let me have my thing? I wondered angrily.

The door swung open. It was Rachel.

"Hey," I said, instantly annoyed.

"I can't sleep," she blurted out. "Beth locked her door and Benjy's snoring, so I thought I'd come see you."

"Oh." I looked around for an excuse. "Well, the cat is sleeping..."

"Aww so cute! You'd make a great mom," she said, sitting on the bed. "Or a great cat, actually, that's why probably it likes you so much."

"Mm-hmm?" I said, uninterested, lying back down on the bed.

"I'm gonna invite you over next week," she said. "My place... I have to show you to the rest of the gang."

"I think I'll be busy with classes that week," I replied. "I've already taken these few days off."

"Oh don't worry sweets, I'll return you back. It's only for an evening," she persisted.

She lay down, he blonde locks merging with my dark ones. She looked at me, and now instead of the vapid, blank look I saw earlier, I saw...

"So what did Liam do with you?" she asked, as though it was some juicy piece of information.

"Excuse me?" I couldn't believe the nerve of this girl.

"Oh come on, everyone knows- at least- we know... He is good at it, isn't he?"

"I don't know what you mean," my throat went dry. "So... did you both..."

"Fuck? Of course. That was years ago though. Then obviously he got 'bored'" she said, air quoting. "He gets bored quickly with everything. Fucking retard." She laughed, a bit bitterly, and looked my way. "But those few months... Once he made me his sub, I don't think I could be anything but a sub. But it's hard to find someone like that! And then I found Benjy. Imagine what I felt when I found out they were cousins. Apples of the same tree right?" she laughed again.

"Benjy doesn't seem like that..."

"Ben's mind is like a fucking laser. Goes all over the place, doesn't cover much, but hot damn once he gets into it..."

"And tonight he's not into it," I said, rolling my eyes internally.

"You get what you can," she said, and suddenly bought her head close to my ear. "I'll tell you a secret," she whispered.

Why was I surrounded by wierdos?

"The whole family is cr-a-zy. I keep telling Beth to come run away with me,"she said, a crazed look coming into her face. Suddenly I felt her feet touch mine. She rubbed it up and down my leg.

"But she says I'll rape her," she giggled, and I pushed her feet away.

"What are you supposed to be though? Is he playing his loli fantasies out on you? Making you wear that little babydoll dress at night, making you wait... I see the way you look at him...You're a real slave for all this, aren't you," she said, smiling at me.

"You're crazy," I hissed, and punched her arm. I got up and snatched my kitten away. The kitten woke up, and smartly ran away to take refuge under the bed.

"Oooh, baby can pack a punch," she said, cradling her arm. "But don't get me wrong honey... Our men aren't here, let's have some fun now, all right?" she got up on her knees, raising her arms open.

"Women do it much better," she said, beckoning me closer.

I walked forwards, and got on the bed, standing on my knees, as she took off her shirt. Her huge breasts hung out perversely, and she stuck out her tongue, bending down and bringing forward a mound to lick her own nipple. She hummed in pleasure, looking at me.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her off the bed.

"The fuck do you think you're doing, slut? I thought you came in here to pleasure me?"

Blood pounded in my ears.

I don't know how I even did what I had done.