The Resurrected Lycan

Time to Go

~Lucious~

“Yeees! Harder!” I slap her ass and push her face further into the mattress. I don’t want to hear her voice anymore. I just want this to be over. I reach around and rub her nub between my fingers. “I’m about…..I’m gon…..YYYYEEEESSSSSSS!” I quickly pull out and scurry off the bed. She lets her body fall to the side, her face showing that she’s satiated.

I grab a nearby towel and wipe myself off after disposing of the condom. I throw sweatpants on and slump in the one chair that’s in this place. Lean forward with my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands. “Baby, why’d you stop? You didn’t even finish.” I sigh and sit up, throwing my head back.

“If you’re good, you can go.” As if she’d be able to make me finish. As if any woman has been able to make me finish. I guess I can’t complain since this is the life I’m living at the moment. It won’t be my forever, but it’s where I am now.

I keep my eyes closed and listen to the sounds of what should be her getting herself dressed and leaving. I don’t want to talk to her or see her; I just want her gone. The door opens and closes, causing me to let out a sigh of relief.

I open my eyes and sit up. I walk over to the dresser and eye a wad of cash next to the TV. I pick it up and count it, $300. This is all I’m worth, I guess. I can’t complain since this has helped me survive. I’m not the criminal type, so stealing from others wasn’t going to work for me. It wasn’t my initial plan to pimp myself out; I just kind of fell into it.

I feel that all too familiar prick of tears at the corner of my eyes. I’m not going to do this, not now and not ever. This is the life I’m living now, and I’m committed to it. My commitment lasts until I can get myself into a better situation. I’d take this life over what it was when I ran.

*Flashback*

“Get out of here? You want to get out of here?” Nicu turns his head slightly as his eyes examine me. “Why would you want to leave Queen Mother?” I close my eyes and sigh. As if this hasn’t been running through my mind 24/7. As if I hadn’t asked myself if this was the dumbest decision ever.

“Come on, you know that I’ve never fit in here.” Nicu continues to look at me, his red eyes peeling back my layers one at a time. Suddenly, his eyes get big and he gasps.

“You….you know! You know, don’t you? How? How do you know?” Sh.it! I guess I didn’t handle that well at all. Of course, I know that I’m not of here, that I belong somewhere else. Of course, I realize that I was plucked away after my entire life was destroyed.

“Does it matter?” Nicu looks around the room before leaning in.

“That stuff she gave you was supposed to make you forget. There was a while that you didn’t know. What changed?” I close my eyes tightly. There was a time that I didn’t remember. All I knew was that I was Lucious, Queen Mother’s special being. Different memories started to pop into my head the last two or three years. My moment of contentment was over, and now I want out.

“Will you help me or not? You don’t even want me here, so let’s help each other out.” Nicu looks at me for a long while, not saying anything. He slowly starts to nod, and I feel the tension leave my body.

“I’ll help you on two conditions. You never ever tell anyone it was me who helped and you never return.”

“I won’t ever name you, but the second……I’m going to kill her, Nicu. I will come back one day to end her and everyone else here.” Nicu chuckles.

“I pray to Absalom that you are never that stupid. If you one day are, I will be here to defend her with my life.”

*End of Flashback*

That was six years ago, and I’ve been hiding ever since. There were too many unanswered questions and too many dangers because of it. I had to be careful and stay off the radar.

She named me Lucious while I was there, but I remembered my name not long after I left. I was born Karver Little, but I don't remember much else about my previous life. I have no idea what I am; I just know I'm not human. I also know I'm not a vampire; Queen Mother is a vampire. I keep my real name quiet because I have no idea why my world was ripped away, and I don't use the name she gave me. I try to make it hard for her to find me. I give random names wherever I go. I never stay in one spot for too long, always trying to stay moving. I take odd jobs when I can, but this is usually how I get money.

Some may think it's disgusting and look down on me. If my situation was different, I would probably think the same thing. I feel like it's a viable alternative. Before, I was getting it taken from me by force or through drugging. At least, this way, I get to choose who gets it and when. I also get something from it other than trauma. One day, this won't be the way, and I'm looking forward to that.

I sigh and stand up, letting my body stretch out. I have some money now, other than today. I think it's time to go. I've been here long enough, and it would serve me to get out of here tonight.

A chill rips through the room, passing through my body. I close my eyes and take in my surroundings. My eyes snap open, and I start packing my bag. I grab my money and secure it to my body. I don't know what this is, but I get it from time to time, a feeling. I've followed it every time, and it hasn't steered me wrong yet. I'm not going to wait until tonight. I need to get out of here now.