by Havok, Rayne
Contents
BOYS WILL BE BOYS
the other place
Tantalize
Killstreme
Daddy Issues
Necrosis
Collecting rayne
Volume 2
By rayne havok
Included in this book is a collection by Rayne Havok
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This is a work of fiction.
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Inside, in order of publication:
Boys Will Be Boys
The Other Place
Tantalize
Killstreme
Daddy Issues
Necrosis
Some stories may offend
BOYS WILL BE BOYS
Bri goes hiking with her friends, determined to make fun memories before they are off to college.
Everett and his friends are making their own memories; ones the girls aren’t going to want to be a part of. The boys forcefully include them anyway.
CHAPTER 1
Everett
“I know he did it.” I’m trying to get Derek’s attention by shoving his shoulder. “I know Ian put it in her ass, I saw the fucking video.” That brings a roar of laughter amongst us all, echoing in the cavernous surroundings.
I get a punch in the side from Derek; simply returning the favor. It hurts, but the alcohol is soothing.
“See, I fucking told you, all girls are sluts. You just gotta tell them what they think they want to hear and their legs practically spread wider with each word,” I say. “I’ve been telling you boys this since we were 14, bitches love the cock.”
“Everett over here thinks he’s gonna be writing some fucking tell-all story for everyone to read.” Ian laughs. However, I just might. Girls are the weaker gender for a reason, they literally only think with their hearts, and if I’ve learned anything during all my years on earth, it’s that, if you are controlled by something as weak as a heart- which is so easily broken- then you are susceptible to ruin. And ruin is my favorite.
“I knew he probably fucked her, but I didn’t think she’d do it in the butt right away.” Derek says, a little amazement coating his words. “She always talks about jesus and shit.”
“That’s exactly how I got her to say yes!” Ian’s face lights up in excitement. “I told her I loved her, but we couldn’t do anything that would lead to possible pregnancy, jesus would be so mad if we had to even think about an abortion, so we would safely do it another way.” Ian’s laughing at his own brilliance.
“Genius,” Derek says, enviously.
I think so too; a little manipulation and you could have anything that you might ever want in life.
The topic of anything non-consensual came up last week in the halls of our high school. A girl in Derek’s English class had been turning him down for months without any real reason. All of our advice was getting him nowhere quick.
Her friend finally let Derek in on the little secret she was keeping, the one where she’s gay and literally never going to give him the time of day.
I had told him to just take it from her. “A little rape never hurt anyone, so what, they cry about it to someone who doesn’t really listen, then they become strippers or some shit.” We all laughed.
“I’m down,” Ian said, he shrugged his shoulders as if it were a normal conversation. “What’s the harm in just taking the sex, just because a bitch is gay doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy some dick every now and then. Maybe she’s gay because she’s never had it good.” After the laughter died down Ian picked up where his thoughts had let off. “We could even hide our identities with masks and whatnot. She’d be none the wiser.”
I thought a little ahead. “Of course, then, we’d probably all need to get a piece of her. That way no one could rat anyone out for doing it.” Not that we would, we could never do anything like that to each other.
I say, getting more riled up, “Girls are infuriating. The fact that men even need to communicate with them in order to get between their legs is sometimes not worth the effort. The shear bullshit we deal with in order to simply bust our nuts in them, like it’s some fucking favor to men.”
Derek jumped in, “I don’t know when these women started thinking they were in control, its basically been since the dawn of time that women were put here, on this fucking earth, to please and fucking obey men.” Derek puffed out his big chest, hyping us up even more. “Give me a time and a place and I’m fucking there, balls deep, or whatever.”
“We should fucking hunt them and fuck them,” I said. When neither of them stopped me I continued, I could feel the energy shift and I knew they would be in this with me.
After a few days of discussing such matters, English class girl was soon forgotten and the prospect of really and truly getting away with fucking a few strangers was evolving and taking us on a new path.
Careful planning, and a few days to perfect our idea, lead us to where we are now, the peak of South Mountain. Even though none of us are really hikers, we know the landscape and what to expect. Quiet, secluded, and far away from any prying eyes.
The shared binoculars, passing between us to keep a watch out for any game- that’s what my dad calls the animals he hunts, so we’ve adopted it for our prey as well.
The night is creeping in and with that, it brings the cool night air. My arms goosebump and a shiver cools my veins.
We start making our way down the mountain. I toss our vodka bottle to the side, the remainder of the liquid splashing the rock it hit when the bottle shatters. Ian howls at the sky like a maniacal wolf and before I know it, we are all lost in the freedom of the night and the echoes of our ridiculous show.
“Shut up.” I stop abruptly, putting my arms out to stop them from moving any more so I can hear what I think I just heard.
“Wha…” I put my hand over Ian’s mouth to shut him up.
“There it is again. You guys hearing that?” I ask.
I see both of them strain to hear what only someone who knows what they’re listening for can hear.
“It’s laughter.” I shift my eyes between theirs. Trying hard to get them to see what I mean.
“Girls laughter.” I try harder, innuendo dripping from my words.
“Ooohhhh,” Derek says, very much pretending to understand it. His brow furrows when he cannot expound on his thought.
I take an exasperated breath and say again, “Girls are laughing. Sounds like they’re having such a fun time out here all alone…on this mountain…far from anyone.”
The two guys look at each other with big eyes and raised brows, finally having it dawn on them how they missed something so fucking obvious.
“I feel like the time and place might have just chosen us,” I say. “The cosmic gods are looking out for us men tonight.”
CHAPTER 2
Bri
I love these three girls to death, but I swear to god, one more word about how cute this boy is and how sweet this other one is, and I am going to throw myself over the edge of the cliff.
“Look how pretty it is with the sun falling behind the peaks.” I try to move the topic to something else- anything else- for what feels like the hundredth time. Rose and Shay are still lost in their boy-crazed world. Lacy finally does look at the picturesque scene with me, after noticing that I’ve stopped to get a photo.
“You know them, babe, there is no disrespect to what you’re doing for us right now.”
I know she’s right, the sisters have always been this way. Rose was born boy crazy and Shay followed suit to be close with her older sister.
I was hoping a little change in sce
nery would do some good for us, trying to see the things and do the stuff before we all go our separate ways. Even Lacy and I will be on our own journeys from here on out. In completely different states, it’s breaking my heart again to think about. Only Shay will be here in a couple weeks. Being the youngest of the group, and tag-along for the most part, she still has some time before college takes her away. That is, if she chooses to go, she is not the sharpest anything in the box or shed.
Lacy tucks my hand in hers and squeezes her reassurances. The other girls are silent for the time being.
“Do you think coyotes fart?” Rose asks.
“Oh my gawd, leave it to Rose to say some stupid shit in a serious moment.” I wipe my eyes before they can see I’ve been brought to tears. The other girls roar with laughter. I join in too when it hits me that this is so typically us, right here in this moment.
I pull Lacy with me and start our decent, long after we should have.
“Aww, I don’t want to go.”
“We have to go, Shay, its getting late. We don’t want to run into a farting coyote, do we?” I coax.
The giggles turn to wild laughter after a beat and we are at it again, at least this time we are on the move. It feels as though night is falling faster than usual. None of us is particularly outdoorsy, and we are definitely not cracked up for being lost in the mountains, so I push forward a little faster.
It’s silent except for the rustle of our feet, kicking the dirt in our abruptly hurried pace.
“There a reason we turned this hike into a fucking run?” Lacy teases me after catching up to my side. I didn’t realize my breathing had increased so much, I don’t even have enough to answer her. Somehow, an unknown fear had been nipping at my ankles.
I bend over, putting my hands on my knees and huff until my lungs have had their fill. “Sorry, I got the creeps.” The other two finally catch up to us, I hadn’t even known they were that far behind.
“We can walk the rest of the way, I guess.” I joke, shaking off the strange unease the setting sun left me with.
We fall into a slower pace, unable to go much faster now that the darkness has taken over, brightness from the almost full moon lends quite a bit of light, but nothing compared to what was before the sun dropped.
“Howdy.”
I stop abruptly, both seeing and hearing the stranger simultaneously. Rose steps on the heel of my shoe and crashes into my back, pushing me forward a step. A step I didn’t want to take. One closer to this random guy in the middle of nowhere. I mean we are too, but still.
“Howdy.” He says again, this time with a little wave. My guard is up and I’m instantly on edge.
“Hiii,” Shay says, pushing passed me to get a better look at the stranger.
“I’m Everett.” He’s quiet a second as he looks to the side. I hear a faint shuffle of dirt. “This here is Ian.” He says, just as a shape appears to us all. “The one back there is Derek.”
We all turn to come face to face with a too-tall, thick, barrel chested tank of a man. Only he’s wearing the face of a teenage boy.
“Oh, well hello to you.” Rose says, completely un-phased by how strange this whole thing is. She juts out her hand for him to shake, “I’m Rose.”
He looks down at her hand, back up to Everett, raises one of his eyebrows in amusement and slowly shakes her hand.
It’s all the most subtle of gestures, but for some reason it’s all happening in slow motion for me. My nerve endings are on fire. My legs are aching to get me the fuck out of here. Assuming I may have somehow picked-up on this very thing earlier when my feet new something I hadn’t.
But, as I look around at the rest of my friends, they are smiling and seemingly ok with this. I want to chalk this up to unneeded worry, and I’m about to, but then I see the subtle shift in the boy on the side, Ian, he’s approaching like a cat on the hunt. So slowly, that it’s never realized until the pounce.
I feel an arm close tightly around my waist, “Hey, where you going?” I hear the soft whisper tickle my hair. I’m stunned, and my knees buckle, crumpling me to the ground. I’m further from my girls than I had been and it dawns on me that I had actually tried to leave.
Derek has his arm around the sisters and it looks like they don’t understand what is actually happening right now. I don’t necessarily either, but my instincts are fighting and wild.
Lacy comes to my aid quickly, sitting beside me, putting both her hands on either side of my face. I can see her mouth moving, but the rush of blood in my ears is overwhelming. She pulls my head to her chest and soothes my hair.
“Maybe low blood sugar or something.” I hear the words echo from her chest before a strong hand pulls my arm up abruptly.
I see something register in Lacy’s face, something akin to my own, something like understanding. She gets it now.
She takes my hand and I can feel her fingers tremble. Hers feel warm wrapped around mine, so cold from allocating the blood in my veins for use in more important parts of my body. Like my legs to get me the fuck out of here.
CHAPTER 3
Everett
Good thing Derek is so fucking strong because when this girl yells run, the other one makes a full fucking effort to get it done. She’s pulling and fighting hard to get loose, same as this one. I have my fingernails digging hard into the flesh of her armpit as she struggles to gain traction on the dusty ground.
She manages to make a fairly big mess of herself, but not much else. I finally decide to pick her up by her middle, which does finally stop the dirt from being kicked up, but does nothing for my shins, which are the new target.
I start to whisper all her worst nightmares into her ear; she slowly gives up her fight until I finally feel her surrender entirely. “Good girl,” I coo into her ear. “You know this could get worse, and you have no reason to believe that all of you could get away. You are bound to lose one, them’s the odds. You play nice and everyone walks away. Maybe a little slower than before,” I chuckle when her body stiffens. “But at least you’ll be alive.” I finish.
I’m able to finally take inventory of the situation after all the literal and figurative dust has settled.
The one I caught was on to us before she should have been. I’ll have to keep my own eyes on this one.
Ian seems to have a good hold on the two he nabbed; tiny little things they are. I still don’t think they understand fully what’s going on. They look more confused than anything right now.
Derek is a little wet behind the ears, but he’s strong as fuck, making the girl tucked neatly under his arm compliant. Although her face tells me she wants to rip me apart, she remains still, seething, but still.
“Alright,” I say loudly enough for the whole group to hear me. “Tonight is going to go down as either the night you became a survivor or the night you lost yourself in the shameful misery of this.” I chuckle at the confusion on the youngest girl’s face.
“How old are you?” I lift my chin to her.
The girl in my arms answers for her. “She’s 14, leave her the fuck alone.”
“Oh, dollface, I’m asking cuz I ain’t no pedo. Making sure her virgin cooch is all intact will be my honor.” I pinch her cheeks between my fingers and make her lips pucker before licking the top one. She tries to pull away. “Damn, girl, I’m not trying to eat you. You just make sure you and your girls make us all happy and the baby can go with her virtue all wrapped up in them labia.”
The look in her eyes would give any other man pause. But, I don’t have that button, so I carry on despite the fire I feel on my face from the heat in her eyes.
“Like I was saying, we should all have a night to remember, for us, a night of bonding over broads, and a farewell to our youth, maybe. For you girls, a badge of survival. We will initiate you into the club of the 1 in 3. I think that’s the ratio of you things getting fucked for fun.” I shrug, not getting any truer statistics from anyone else.
Ian is the first to move. “Alright gi
rls, just do what you’re told, be good sports about this and it doesn’t have to be violent.” He pushes Shay forward, Rose tries to follow, but is abruptly yanked back. “You sit right here, on your knees,” he tells Shay. “You move, even a little, and you’re fucked…literally.” I hear Ian chuckle. I’m glad we are all able to enjoy this together.
“Alright,” I say, “we got a full moon and ain’t nothing I like more than to see some titties glowing in the moonlight.”
CHAPTER 4
Bri
Those words make what is happening a reality. This isn’t a joke gone too far, this isn’t some game, this is real fucking life, happening right now and I can do nothing about it. I’ll lose the people I care most about in this world if I go off script. His eyes tell me how seriously he’s taking this. The other two are only slightly less scary.
“Fine, you wanna see tits?” Lacy lifts her top up, flashing them to the guys but before she can pull her top back down Derek tells her to take it off instead. She flings the top unceremoniously over her head and onto the ground.
Like what you see?” she asks defiantly.
“I like ‘em bigger, if honesty is what you’re after,” Ian says. I can feel Everett’s laughter against my back.
I take mine off, feigning a bravery I don’t really have.
“Those are more like it,” Ian says pinching my nipple hard between his fingers before I can twist away.
“Let’s go blondie, don’t make us have to coax you into things, let’s see those tits.” Everett says, his voice growing agitated.
Her fingers shake, making it near impossible to get the task done. I can feel Everett make a move to go to her, possibly to hurt her, so I quickly move forward and lift her shirt over her head, reach behind her back and unclasp her bra to get this whole thing over with quickly.
“That was really hot,” Derek says. The guys laugh and it makes me cringe.