Arda woke up, someone was restraining her; a man. She was lying on top of him and he had pinned her arms to her sides and she could feel his legs wrapped about hers to keep her from kicking.
Fuck...she was back there. They had caught up with her.
She screamed and pulled with all her might trying to flail wildly, but his grip was like iron crushing her limbs against her body rendering them immobile.
"No!" she wailed. "No, please! Please!"
"Easy, Arda," said a smooth, sensual voice. "Easy," he gently breathed.
His words felt warm and soft, and they flowed over her like a tender caress; calming her, soothing her. It was almost like the light brush of a lover's fingertips across her sensitive flesh and she felt her body tingling and trembling. Her struggles subsided as she let the strange, sensual warmth of his words slide over her body and her mind. Her heart and her breathing slowed as she came off the adrenaline high from her struggle and she breathed heavily once again, almost like someone emerging from a deep comforting sleep. It was still dark and she wasn't sure where she was.
"Ctesasisl?" she whispered at last.
"Yes." came his reply.
"Oh God," she choked as the nightmare of her dream overshadowed the warmth once again.
She sobbed brokenly, but he held her close, rocking her, stroking his fingers through her long curly chestnut hair.
Finally she quieted. She had nothing left to feel. Arda was nearly spent.
"I don't want to die," she said to him after a long while. "I want to go home...I need to go home."
"I live in Jamaica Plains, Boston," she continued. "I'm sure my family is worried sick about me. They probably think I'm dead. Dateline will have a special about me." She stood up to cross the room to the phone. "I need to call them."
"You cannot call home, Arda," said Ctesasisl commandingly.
"What do you mean?" she demanded stamping her foot."Why not?" She went to the phone anyway and made ready to call.
"Put the phone down and turn around," he said in a low dangerous voice.
The sensuous pull of his voice seemed to call to her. His voice echoed strangely in her ears like she was in some kind of dream and a buzzing lassitude overcame her. The hand that had been reaching out for the phone dropped back down to her side. She turned around in confusion even as the air around her throbbed and her body seemed to vibrate. She could literally hear her own heart pounding in her ears now.
The vampire stared at her for a moment,seemingly to look into her soul, and then held his hand in a gesture for her to sit across from him at the small table. "Come and sit with me for a minute," he said gently.
Once again her world throbbed, her body vibrated and she found herself unable to keep from doing what he said. She walked over to the table and sat across from him. Arda''s little voice of consciousness was screaming at her in horror. She knew this was black magic. She knew he was forcing her. She knew this was all wrong. If she had been able to react true to herself, she'd be throwing a temper tantrum, screaming, shouting and demanding why he was forbidding her to make such calls that were obviously hers to make.
Clearly it was her life, so they were her decisions. Even if she had thought to say it, the anger had been replaced with fear. Ctesasisl was forcing her to obey him with his dark magic. The minute he let her go she was going to bolt. Arda had to get as far away from him as possible. No one was ever going to control her. No one was ever going to dominate her. No one would ever rape her again!
"Easy, Arda," he said gently. "I'm not trying to harm you. I'm trying to help you."
"Then stop controlling me!" Arda snapped angrily.
He looked at her seriously for a moment and then the throbbing and buzzing was suddenly gone. She felt perfectly normal as though nothing had happened. Arda was freaking out now. She glared at him angrily and made to leave.
But, Ctesasisl reached out and touched her hand. "Please let me explain, Arda." He begged.
There was something about his touch that calmed her. It didn't feel like his magic. It was just the genuine closeness of body and soul they had shared over the last few weeks of her torturous ordeal. It was the camaraderie of experiencing the depths of her utter despair and the intimacy of him bringing mutual comfort and support. Even though she feared him now, her body remembered the trust and nurturing he'd provided her. She relaxed slightly.
"Okay, but whatever it is that you do to make people do what you want, don't do it on me anymore," she said threateningly.
Ctesasisl looked at her thoughtfully and nodded. "I give you my word, Arda," he said. "Forgive me. You're right; you are my friend. I should not use my powers on you."
Arda was almost relaxed now but she was still very angry with Ctesasisl so she reached out and slapped him as hard as she could. " That's for controlling me, you BASTARD...you ASSHOLE." she hissed. Arda seethed as she glared across the table at Ctesasisl. Then she buried her face in her arms and began to cry. Her small body heaved with her heavy tears. Arda had thought she could trust Ctesasisl was her faith in him misplaced?
Ctesasisl wasn't hurt by the slap, it didn't even affect him. Ctesasisl's mouth fell open in surprise. This was something new to him. In all his eons, as a vampire no one had ever smacked him. No one had ever called him names. This small broken woman was bringing out all sorts of novel experiences for him. After years of the same old thing, he finally had found someone who treated him inconsistently to what he expected. Ctesasisl's first instinct was to hit her back. He wanted to dominate her and show her that HE was the boss and in control. But, those feelings died nearly as soon as they had arisen. Arda was right, he had been the asshole.
"You just can't call home though, it may lead them to your family...they'd be sure to hurt your family." said Ctesasisl not meeting Arda's eyes. He was ashamed of what he'd done to her.
Arda looked at her hands and scratched off some remaining nail polish. "I know... fuck I know. It's just that I've been with you for weeks and then with them for who knows how long. I just want something familiar...something comforting." She smiled sadly to herself. "We should probably get going ehh?"