“Go fucking die for good!” I yelled, holding him off me while he laughed louder. That captured the attention of everyone else in the cave. Apple guy leapt up.
“Stop fighting!” He insisted. A few more people wandered over, looking nervous.
“Come on,strongboy.Handsomeboy. Let’s explore this mess with our bodies,” Makwa taunted. I flashed sharp teeth at him and snapped. I could only do so much with him in Ava’s body though.
“Cute,” Makwa said. Suddenly I was furious that not only was he fucking with me, with all of us, but that he had possessed Ava. Had made some evil bargain to save her life. I didn’t trust him and I didn’t like that he was inside her head and body. I lost control and completely shifted, fins, talons, and teeth on full display. My blue skin looked dark in the firelight and the humans’ eyes widened.
Makwa flashed a smile and leaned in as close as I’d let him.
“What? You rather it behimin your lap?” Makwa asked, nodding over at Mothman. I couldn’t attack Ava so I aimed my rage elsewhere. All my stress and confusion and dislike boiling over.
I pushed Makwa off and lunged at the furry fuckface.
“Fuck you,” I snarled at a wide-eyed Mothman.
“Fuck!” Mothman barked in my head but I ignored any pain it caused and started to fight with him. I scratched at his jacket and he threw a punch at my face, we rolled and Makwa yelped as he was dragged along by the connecting chain. My back slammed into the ground. The people in the cave were having a fit, yelling and trying to get us to stop.
“You little shit,” Mothman griped in my head when I put a hole in his coat.
“Everything was fine before you showed up!” I spat up at him. My comment pissed Mothman off enough that he bared his blunt teeth in anger, his eyes flaring even brighter and causing a static hiss in my head.
I felt something hard press into my leg and choked in shock, trying to scramble away. He was hard!
“It’s the fucking gun you idiot,” Mothman sighed, shoving me back on the ground.
Why the fuck did I think it was something other than his gun? I was pissed off at my own confusion, another fucking thing Makwa was to blame for with his bullshit earlier. Of course, he wasn’t hard—what the fuck was my issue? Especially what the fuck was my issue when him being hard made me think of Ava last night, getting fucked. The way she moaned my name as a cock pressed between her legs. The way she did what I asked, following my directions to take another man.
Now I was hard.
Mothman, unfortunately, was close enough to notice. He looked down at my hips and then gave me a scathing look of disbelief.
“I can’t handle your teenage angst,” he grumbled in my head before shoving me again and climbing off.
“I’m not a teenager and that wasn’t because of you,” I hissed but the argument went no further because the people suddenly jumped on us, ripping us all apart as they unlocked our connecting chains and ripped off our shackles.
“Thank you, thank you,” Makwa said like he was shaken from the ordeal.
“Shut up,” Victoria sighed at him in annoyance. Makwa smiled to himself as the chains came free and a chill ran up my spine. He looked up and winked, holding a finger up to his mouth to keep his secret.
He had planned all that. He had goaded me into a fight to get this to happen.
He had something planned. I didn’t know whether to be relieved or concerned but anything had to be better than being held in chains by this group of fanatics.
I nodded at him, then turned to Mothman but he was pissed off and grumpy, pulling his hat down and curling up to sleep. I felt discomfort at how pissed off he seemed about our fight. We fought all the time. Fuck me, I couldn’t figure this shit out.
I shifted back to human.
“Wow,” someone sighed in awe and I ignored them.
7
“Something hurts,” I grumbled, pressing my hands to my stomach. “Feels like… “ I shook my head, unable to describe it well.
It hadn’t been long since the fight between Caspian and Mothman, just enough time that the fifteen humans had settled back down, convinced all the fighting was over. Too bad it had only just begun.
We each had our own little babysitter now. Mine was the guy who had given Caspian an apple, aka mister easy to manipulate. If Caspian could pull it off, I should be able to in Ava’s body.
“Something hurts?” Caspian asked, looking worried.
