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      Published: 2016-07-13 Updated: 2016-07-21 Chapters: 14/? Words: 14912
****** The Caretaker (Red Canyon) ******
by ImpregnateMeNorman
Summary
     17 year old recent high school graduate, Julie Nault, decides to
     spend the summer with her grandparents, before going off to chase a
     opportunity for a career as a model. Her summer vacation brings her
     to the town of Canyon Creek. Where everyone knows each other, and a
     lot of questionable characters. This slightly bothers Julie, but she
     decides to make the best of it, and think about spending time with
     her grandparents, whom she hasn't seen in years. Once arriving, she
     meets Mac, her grandparents live-in caretaker and handyman. Soon
     after settling in, she begins to feel uneasy around Mac. Catching him
     staring at her, awkward run-ins, and one night, eavesdropping on a
     private conversation. That's when Julie gets to meet the real Mac and
     is thrown into a living nightmare in which she may or may not get out
     of, alive.
     (Reader's Beware)
Notes
     I've read a couple of Mac fics before, which has inspired me to try
     and make this the most intense, brutal Mac story, on this entire
     website or even, in existence. Now some (or a lot) of the elements in
     the story are intense, and possibly triggering, and if you cannot
     handle it, I understand, and I apologize ahead of time if I offend
     anyone. If you comment any complaints, so be it. But I hope you all
     enjoy the story. Thank you.
      
     Oh, and this first chapter is going to be short. Just thought I'd let
     you know.
***** Vacation *****
 
(Julie's POV)
It's been so long since we've seen our grandma and grandpa, I forgot how
blazing hot it is out in Utah. Mainly because Utah is mostly desert. But
sitting in the backseat of grandma and grandpa's car with the windows rolled
down, it felt a little better. My eyes watched as the vast desert flew by us,
with no hopes of any visitation from us, whatsoever. But even though it was
hotter than hell out here, it's still beautiful to look at. All of nature is
beautiful, but not everyone can see it.
I tucked my flailing hair behind my ears to keep it from flying into my face,
at some moments, to no avail. But it was gonna happen since all the windows
were rolled down. My grandma and grandpa were talking up in the front, but it
was near impossible to hear with the wind blowing. I looked over at my little
brother, Ian, and smiled. I'm 7 years older than him, but I love my little bro.
Sure he's annoying and we give each other crap all the time, but all siblings
do. But I'd do anything for him, no questions asked. 
Now what brings us here, you ask? Well let me elaborate for you. I just
graduated high school. Yep, I'm a free bird now. Am I going to college? Well I
was.I was going to to college, until my guidance counselor asked me at the
beginning of my Senior year, if I had ever thought about becoming a model. I
told her no and asked her why, and she said her cousin was a professional
photographer. She said she could contact her and set up a photoshoot for me.
I've been told I've got a model look. Pretty face, pretty eyes, bright smile, a
body that could stop traffic, and legs longer than the Vegas strip. I'm not
bragging, I've just been told that. I never really put any thought into it,
until she asked. And I accepted her offer.
A week later, her cousin flies in, and we did the shoot together. It was a lot
of fun, it didn't drag on forever, and she said all the pictures were flawless.
Then her cousin told me that she knows how to get in contact with some
seriously famous photographers in LA, New York, and places like that, and email
them all the pictures. Soon she got tons of calls and emails all saying they
wanted to work with me very badly, and pull some strings to the possibility of
also being a runway model. I could just imagine people cheering me on as I
walked the catwalks for Vera Wang, Chanel, Versace, Dolce & Gabbana, Givenchy,
Dior, Prada, Ralph Lauren, Victoria's Secret, my face in magazines, travelling
the world....It's almost too good to be true. 
But before any of that could happen and things get sorted out, I'll be spending
the summer with my grandparents, then go back home, and I'm on my way to New
York City. I haven't seen them since I was 10, and I figured they would love to
have me and Ian with them for the summer. They missed us so much, and we missed
them. The minute grandma saw me, she started crying and said I "blossomed like
the purtiest rose." And Ian is a "handsome little biscuit"
They have a few acres of land out in a place called Canyon Creek, and a big
farmhouse. Although they're not farmers, they're wealthy and they've lived in
Utah for years. I'm not sure what it's gonna be like there for a whole summer,
but I have a good feeling everything's gonna be just fine.
***** Quick Goodnight *****
Alright goodnight everyone, sorry for no new chapters after the opening, I got
caught up having a Supernatural marathon since today and tomorrow are my days
off. But you'll catch me tomorrow :).
 
Peace y'all, goodnight :).
***** Welcome Home *****
Chapter Summary
     They arrive at the house. Introducing Mac.
 
Soon I saw an old, dirty sign that said WELCOME TO CANYON CREEK!! The Smallest,
Happiest Little Town In The USA! That was littered with small holes, that
looked a little bit like bullet holes. That stirred up a slight case of nerves,
but hey, I should look on the bright side. New place, new adventure. Then back
home to leave for a new adventure. We passed a few small houses, a questionable
looking bar called LUNA MESA with the sign being two pieces of wood with the
letters looking like they were euther spray painted on, or drawn with a
Sharpie. It's a good thing I'm too young to drink, either way I'd never step
foot in that place.
After a few minutes, the small town disappeared, and we travelled deeper into
the desert land. Soon, something big caught my eyes, and we pulled up to a big
farmhouse. Not huge, but a nice size. It stood out against the hot terrain, the
outside painted a darkish, brown, black shutters on the windows, black roof
tiles, big front porch,  two stories house, castle like tower top on the second
floor, it was beautiful.
We pulled into the driveway, and we rolled all the windows up. Grandma looked
back at us and smiled, her face breaking out into millions of wrinkles. They're
in their late 60's, but they've had some health issues. She said "Welcome home,
kids. We can't get over how happy we are to have you guys with us." I smiled
and said "Same with us, Grandma." Then grandpa said "Well, are we all gonna sit
in this hot car, and cook like a turkey, or are we gonna go inside?" We all
laughed and got out of the car, and headed inside.
Once we got inside, the heat was replaced by a nice gush of cool air. I nearly
moaned at it, cause I haven't felt any cold air since we got off the plane.
First time I ever flew anywhere, it was a little nerve racking. But thankfully,
Ian wasn't scared. He told me to relax and that everything would be fine...I
couldn't ask for a better little brother. Grandma smiled and asked "So, what do
you think?" I smiled and said "It's beautiful...And it's cold too." Grandma
laughed and said "Yes, thank God. Well let's show you two to your rooms, c'mon
now." Ian and I smiled and followed her up the stairs. She showed Ian to his
room, which he obviously loved. I smiled and waited, and that's when I heard
the floor boards creek.
I quickly turned and looked down the empty hallway, and slowly crept towards
the sound. I know I must sound like the dumb girl in scary movies that goes to
check out the strange noise that turns out to be the killer or the scary
monster, but I just wanted to make sure someone wasn't in here to hurt me or
them. And if there was anyone here to hurt us, they gotta go through me first.
I heard the noise again, coming from what looked like a bathroom, and the door
was cracked open a little. I slowly inched closer, and I saw something quickly
move through the crack. That's when I pushed the door open, and there was a guy
standing there. We both jumped and I screamed, but he put his hands up as if I
was gonna attack him. He said "Whoa whoa!" I asked "What the hell are you doing
here?!" Grandma asked "Julie, what's wrong?" I tried to keep her back and I
yelled "There's a guy in here, I think he broke in! We're calling the cops!"
He stepped closer and kept his hands up and said "Sweetheart, I work here." I
said "Don't call me sweetheart!" Grandma said "Julie, stop it, he's our
caretaker!" I looked at her and asked "What?" I looked from her to him, and he
smiled nervously. She said "He's our caretaker and our handyman. We ain't
exactly as good as we once were. We've been a lot through the past couple
years, so we discovered this young man here. Julie, this is Mac. Mac, this is
my granddaughter Julie, and my grandson, Ian." Ian smiled and waved at the guy,
like he did with all strangers, bless his heart, and the guy smiled and did the
same. Then he looked up at me through his lashes.
He was tall, really tan, his skin is a little dirty. He was wearing faded,
dirty blue jeans, a dirtier green tank top, and a flannel button up shirt. He
has short, messy dark brown hair, and pretty blue eyes, almost the exact color
as mine. I shifted a little on my feet, awkwardly and he said "Hi." I nodded
and said "Hey." I noticed his eyes quickly shifting from mine, down to my
outfit. Which consisted of a red tank top, and tight, cut up blue jeans that
hugged my long legs, which I believe, he was measuring with his eyes, and black
flip flops. 
I hugged myself and he stood up straight. He smiled at me and asked "So...The
infamous Julie and Ian. When they find out y'all was coming, they never stopped
talkin' bout ya...Specially your Grandma." Grandma said "Oh stop it, I didn't
blab that much, did I?" They laughed and that's when I noticed his teeth...The
bottoms of them were rotted black, as if he had done drugs for a while. I
decides to ignore that, and that's when he imitated her.
"Oh my gosh Mac, I can't believe they're coming! I can't believe I'm gon a see
my babies! I haven't seen them in so long, I wanna see them now! I wanna see
how much they've grown!" He said, making his voice high pitched. We laughed and
she said "Oh hush! Don't you have to fix the sink or something?!" He laughed
and said "Yes ma'am." She nodded and said "Well, I'm gonna start on dinner. Oh
Julie, let me show you to your room. I'll call y'all down when it's ready. We
all nodded and grandma said "Oh Julie honey, this'll be your bathroom, and this
door behind you, leads to your room."
I nodded and looked back at Mac, who was staring at me, but looked away. I
looked back at my her and smiled, and she opened the adjoining door. I stepped
inside and smiled. The walls were a light purple, my favorite color. The
trimming was pure white, the bed was big with a beautiful white frame, and the
bed looked so comfortable. The bed sheets were black and the same color purple,
with nice, fluffy pillows.
There was a flat screen TV hanging on the wall, a shelf full of my favorite
genre of movies, which were thrillers and scary movies, and a desk by the door.
There was also a full length mirror, where I saw my reflection. My hair was
slightly messy from the car ride, and I regret not putting it up in a ponytail.
And the mirror made me look thinner than I already am. I weigh 100 pounds, but
the mirror makes me look lime I'm 90. Although girls my weight usually are flat
chested with no butt, but I have C cup breasts, and a little bit of a butt.
Nothing like Jennifer Lopez or Beyonce, but I've had guys comment on my butt.
But most comments I've gotten were about my legs.
Grandma smiled and asked "So...What do you think?" I smiled and said "I love
it...I love it, it's beautiful." She smiled and said "Well I'm glad you like
it. You should really be thanking Mac for this, he did both y'alls rooms for
ya." I looked over at Mac, who was leaning up against the doorjamb, his arms
crossed over his chest. I smiled and said "Thank you." He smiled a little and
nodded. He nodded and said "Welcome." Then grandma said "Well, let's get your
stuff outta the car so y'all can unpack." We nodded and Mac said "Let me help
ya, Cindy." And we headed downstairs.
***** Dinner *****
Chapter Summary
     They unpack and have dinner. Awkward conversation.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
After we got our things inside, we started unpacking. Grandpa was helping Ian
unpack, Grandma was helping me, and Mac was fixing the sink in my bathroom. I
asked "So how are things? No more hospital visits, I hope." She said "Well your
Grandpa was there almost a year ago...Thankfully we can afford the hospital
visits, but uh...But it takes a toll on us. And we've decided we should have a
live-in caretaker. We were about to go online and search for people, but I
guess your grandpa was talking to the bartender at Luna Mesa, and that's when
Mac offered to take care of us."
I nodded and asked "Does he have any experience in Healthcare?" She shook her
head and said "Not professionally, but he said he used to take care of his mom
when she was dying of cancer. He never once complained around her, or
complained about her behind her back, he's a good guy." I nodded and I turned
around and looked at him. He was busy using a wrench on the pipe, while he was
on his back. I looked back at her and leaned in. I whispered "Have you noticed
his teeth?" She looked over at him, and back at me. She nodded and whispered
"He uh...He fell back with the wrong crowd, did some Meth or something, from
what I've heard...I even heard rumors of him selling Meth."
I raised an eyebrow and asked "And you trust him inside your house? Around your
money, and now around your grandchildren?"She sighed and said "Oh honey,
they're just rumors, everyone in every town, has rumors. I know he used drugs,
but I don't think he could ever sell any drugs. Sweetheart, he's a good man.
Yes he did some bad things in the past, but he's changed. People can change,
you just have to give them a chance to. I know the world is a scary place, but
we're not all monsters." 
My Grandma...She sees the best in people. She chooses to see the good in them,
but she knows she has to be careful. I don't know this guy, but if my
grandmother says he's a good person, well then, I guess he is...But that
doesn't mean I can't keep an eye on him, just in case. 
People aren't always what they seem.
~~~~
Shortly after, grandma left to go work on dinner, leaving me alone to keep
working. I've gotten most of my clothes hung up or put away in the dressers.
That's when I heard boots on the floor, and I turned around to see Mac, lean up
against the door. He asked "Would you like some help...With yer stuff?" 
I smiled and said "No, no, it's okay. I'm just doing my clothes today, I can
get everything else done, eventually. But thank you for the offer, I don't
wanna bug you." He smiled a little and said "Nawh, you ain't buggin' me. I just
finished fixin' the sink. Here, lemme show ya." I followed him back into the
bathroom and he turned on the faucet, allowing a stream of clean water, shoot
down into the drain.
I smiled and he said "Yeah, I tested the plumming when I was gettin' the rooms
ready, and it wasn't working. Told her I was gonna finish before y'all got
here, but uh...Yeah" I nodded and smiled. I looked at him and smiled. "Thank
you." He smiled and said "No problem." I noticed He was studying my face and he
said "Sorry for starin' I uh...Pretty girls like yerself, don't appear in a
place like this...And you just remind me of someone I used to know..."
I asked "What, like an old girlfriend?" He chuckled and said "Nawh, I was wayyy
outta her league. Her name was Regina...She was the prettiest girl in this
shitty town. All the guys wanted her, but uh...She left after awhile..Haven't
seen her since." I nodded and said "Oh.." He nodded and said "You look kinda
like her...But you're taller, skinnier...And much prettier." I could feel heat
rushing to my cheeks, and I stepped away awkwardly.
He realized what he said and said "Sorry, I uh-" I said "No, it's okay...It's
fine, really." He nodded and said "Okay. I'll uh, I'll let you get back to it."
I nodded and said "Okay." And he walked out. Once he was gone, I rose both
eyebrows and muttered "Ooookay...Awkward." I turned and I looked at myself in
the mirror. I groaned at the mess I call my hair, and went back to the bedroom
to fish my brush out of my bag. Once I retrieved it, I grabbed a hair tie, and
went back to the bathroom.
I started going to town, carefully brushing out my mess, before putting it up
in a high ponytail. I've been told I'm much prettier with my hair up, but I've
also been told it's better when it's down. I like my hair up, I hate it when it
gets in my face sometimes. Once I got it up and fixed, I examined my face in
the mirror.
I never really put much thought into my apperence. I barely put makeup on, kept
my face clean, showered everyday, I never realized there was anything special
about me until guys at my school started hitting on me like crazy, and my
Guidance Counselor. I never even considered myself pretty, until people told me
I was. I just thought I was super plain.
~~~~
Soon, Grandma called us all down for dinner, and Ian nearly ran me over in the
process, as we both went for the stairs. We busted up laughing and raced each
other to the kitchen, which I won. Ian playfully smacked my arm and said "You
cheated!" I ruffled his hair and said "Yeah yeah, maybe next time, buddy." 
Grandma shook her head and said "Y'all ain't even been here for more than a few
hours, and you're already tearin' up my house, ain't ya?" We laughed and I said
"Nah Grandma, we're just having a fun little race, that's all." She laughed and
said "Well as long as y'all don't break anything or any bones, fine by me.
We're having spaghetti tonight, y'all hurry up and sit down, before your
Grandpa eats it all." We laughed and he said "I will not! I am offended!" We
laughed again and she yelled "Mac! Come and get it, son!" 
We all sat down and that's when we heard heavy boots on the hardwood floor.
Then Mac rounded the corner, and said "What's for dinner?" She smiled and said
"Spaghetti. Now hurry up young man, we ain't got all night." He chuckled and
said "Yes ma'am." He walked over to the dining room table, and pulled out the
empty seat next to mine. Ian was sitting on the other side of me, and Grandma
next to Mac, and then Grandpa.
Once he sat down, Grandpa said "Alrighty, let's join hands now." We took hands
and after I took Ian's, that's when I looked at Mac's. He was holding it open,
waiting for me. I looked from his hand, up to his face, my eyes locking onto
his. That's when I slowly took his hand in mine, and we all bowed our heads.
Then Grandpa spoke. "Dear Lord, we thank you for this wonderful food, to
nourish our bodies. We also thank you for bringing our beautiful grandchildren
to us for the summer, and we pray you keep our Julie safe, as she leaves for
New York City. Please, please watch over her, and keep her safe from harm. In
Jesus name, we pray, amen." We all said "Amen" and began eating.
~~~~
After about ten minutes of awkward silence, Mac spoke up. He looked at me and
asked "So what's in New York?" Everyone else looked up and Ian said "She's
going to New York to be a supermodel!" Mac's eyebrows shot up and asked "A
model?" I felt myself blush again, but then Grandma spoke up. "She's been
offered a chance to be a model in New York City, and Los Angeles!"
He smiled and asked "Wow...That must be exciting." He looked at me and asked
"When you going'?" I smiled and said "Well after the summer is over and we go
back home, I get on the first flight to New York after that. Then I guess time
will do the rest." He nodded and said "A model...Wow...I could definitely see
that." Hearing that, I swear, I don't think I could blush any harder.
He chuckled and said "Sorry...Like I said, pretty faces in Canyon Creek are
extremely rare...Last eye candy we got here, was this little lady sitting
here." And pointed to Grandma. She busted up laughing and said "Oh stop it, you
little kissass...Oops. Pretend you didn't hear that, Ian." Ian nodded and said
"Gotcha." Grandpa said "Should I be worried? Seems to be I'm not the only fella
with eyes for the prettiest gal in the whole world." He grabbed her hand and
kissed it. Then he said "I should step up my game then." We all laughed and Mac
looked back at me. He grinned, and I tried my hardest to avoid his rotted
teeth. He said "Congratulations...You'll knock 'em all dead."
 
Chapter End Notes
     Hey everyone, I apologize if these chapters are short, I try to make
     them as long as I can, and they'll continue to get longer, I hope. I
     don't wanna disconnect anyone from the story, I'm sorry, just bear
     with me. Alright I gotta go to bed now, I got work in the morning.
     But I'll have some time to kill before I gotta go, so I'll try to see
     if I can post before my shift starts. I work from 10-5, so you'll be
     getting more after that, and I almost always have Saturday's and
     Sunday's off. Hope you enjoy it so far, night y'all.
***** Bed *****
Chapter Summary
     Julie takes a shower, Mac's point of view, then Julie talks to her
     mom before going to bed. This chapter might be short.
After dinner was finished, I told Grandma and Grandpa I was tired, and that I
was gonna go to bed. I think the plane ride and the unpacking, wore me out. I
told them goodnight, but Mac went upstairs before I could tell him...I guess he
wasn't much of the "goodnight" type. Once I got upstairs, I decided a hot
shower could help me relax.
I grabbed my favorite PJ's, a light pink spaghetti strap shirt, and white white
short shorts with red lipstick kiss print on them. Grabbed some clean undies,
and headed into the bathroom. I turned on the light, went over and set my
clothes down on the counter of the sink, and walked over to the shower. I was
about to open the shower curtain, when a voice asked "Need help turnin' the
shower on?" I jumped and looked back to see Mac standing there. His flannel
shirt was gone, and his boots were off. That's when I first noticed his arms.
His arms looked strong, like he worked out a lot.
I quickly focused my eyes on him and he chuckled. "Did I scare ya?" I nodded
and laughed. "Yeah, I little." He smiled and said "Sorry. And I didn't mean to
intrude but uh...This door was open." Pointing to the door behind him. He
looked back and said "Make sure you close and lock both doors before doin'
any...Ya know." I chuckled and said "Thanks." He nodded and walked over to me,
and opened the shower curtain. He reached over and said "Jus' pull this thing
here ta turn the water on, and left thing here fer hot, right thing there fer
cold. Oh and the shower head's detachable." And that's when he reached up and
pointed at it. 
I nodded and smiled. "Thanks." He nodded and looked at me. "No problem." After
a moment of awkward silence, he said "Oh uh...Guess I'll leave ya to it." I
nodded and said "Okay...Goodnight." He nodded and said "Night." Before walking
out, closing the door behind him. I stared at the door for a minute or so,
before going over and locking it, then I went over and closed and locked the
door leading to my room. 
I sighed and turned on the shower, turning the knob for the hot water, before
gently pulling my hair tie out, letting my blond hair, swoop down past my
shoulders. I tested the water and knew it was heating up. I like hot showers,
but I almost always take cold showers during the summer, cause, well you know.
But hot showers is my number one go-to for relaxing before bed, besides
reading. Then I stripped down to nothing, before testing the water again,
smiling at how perfect it was. It wasn't scorching hot, but good enough to
loosen my muscles. I then carefully stepped into the bathtub, and drew the
curtain.
I let myself become engulfed in the heat, and started going to work, ruubing
and massaging my neck, trying to undo some knots. After a few minutes, I
grabbed my shampoo, and worked it into my hair, before washing it out. Next,
came the conditioner. But once I worked the conditioner into my hair, I left it
there, and grabbed my body wash. I started scrubbing my body, loving the smell
of the same body wash I've used for 3 years. After a few minutes, I washed the
body wash off, washed the conditioner out. I stayed in for a few more minutes,
before I forced myself to turned the water off, and pulled the curtain back.
~~~~
(Mac's POV)
Damn...That skinny bitch is sumthin'. Ever since the old lady showed me a
recent picture of her, I knew she was sumthin. That pretty face, her eyes, that
tight little body...And those legs, fuckin' hell. Those things go on for
weeks....Wonder how man pussy little city fags got a chance to get in between
those legs...Highly doubt that. Those little bitches don't know how a real man
does it. I'll have that hot piece of ass on her back faster than you can say
"Sunny State." 
Hopefully little miss Model doesn't mind my little surveillance friend I got
hidden up in her bathroom. I got in the bathroom, above her shower. Fog and
steam proof, of course. And I got one hidden in her bedroom, hidden and hooked
up to her TV. I put them in while I was gettin' her room together.They only
feed back to me, and the bedroom one stays on even when the TV's off. And as I
speak, in receiving live feedback on a laptop the old bitch got for me for my
birthday one year. She really is a nice lady...But so fucking stupid, it's
downright hilarious. She shouldn't put her trust in everyone, that shit will
get you killed one day. And I oughta thank my friend for helping me get the
cameras in, and teaching me this computer, internet, techy shit.
I smiled as I watched the pretty little thing shower, and damn...She's way
hotter in person. I could sell this sbit online and make millions. She's got
nice tits. And an even nicer ass. I've always leaned more towards being an ass
man, but nothing compares to how it feels, fucking a nice, tight pussy. It's
almost a better high than any drug out there. It's been awhile since I last
fucked anyone. Last time was pretty little Regina. Man, she was possibly the
best fuck I've ever had, and I've had a lot. Bitches can't resist my charm.
And I made damn sure that fiesty little thing, never forgot about me. I gave
her a nice little scare, and she bailed afterwards. Haven't seen her since. But
Miss Julie, man...She must be even better than Regina. And I'll make sure to do
the same with her. Cause once I've left my mark, they never forget.
And soon, little Miss thang will be all mine.
She won't know what hit her.
~~~~
(Julie's POV)
After I opened the curtain, I grabbed a towel, and started patting myself dry.
Then I wrapped the towel around myself, and carefully stepped out onto the
fluffy floor mat in front of the shower. I walked over to the sink and dropped
my towel, and pulled my clothes on. I adjusted my shorts to where they didn't
bug the hell out of me, then picked my towel back up, and started drying my
hair a little more. I grabbed my brush and started brushing my hair and after
that was finished, I brushed my teeth, and washed my face. As I patted my face
dry with a clean hand towel, my cell phone rang, scaring the shit out of me.
I groaned and unlocked the adjoining door, and grabbed it while it was on my
bed. I checked the ID, and it was my mom. I opened it up, and answered. "Hey
mom." She said "Hey sweetie! Did you guys make it okay?!" I said "Yeah, we're
good. I'm sitting in my new room right now, it.is.awesome!" She said "Well
that's good sweetie! Are you excited about the summer?!" I smiled and said
"Yeah, I think we're really gonna like it here. Ian loves it, obviously." She
laughed and said "That boy loves everything, he could love a soggy sponge." I
laughed and she asked "What's the town like?" 
I said "I don't know, we didn't get a chance to look around...But from what I
saw, it looks like we just stepped into The Hills Have Eyes, or something." She
said "Yikes, that good huh?" I rolled my eyes and said "Yeah, very charming."
She asked "Well, are there any cute boys there?" I snorted and said "I highly
doubt it. If the town looks like this, I'm sure we're the only ones here with
all of our natural teeth." "Wow...Why would mom and dad move to a place like
that?"I shrugged as if she could see it and said "Not sure. Why didn't they
just move to a city?" 
She said "Your grandma doesn't really enjoy cities. Sure they're pretty to look
at and explore, but she says if she lives in a place where nobody knows each
other, then she'd rather live in a tent. You know how she is." I nodded and
said "So I guess her taste must be towns that look like where Deliverence was
shot then, huh?" She said "Oh sweetheart, just give it a chance. Who knows, you
may make some friends there, meet a cute boy with all his teeth, and fall in
love!" We busted up laughing and I said "Yeah, I can see it now." That's when I
thought to Mac.
I asked "Hey mom...Did they ever mention having a caretaker in their house? A
guy named Mac?" She said "Hmm...No, never hears the name before. Why,
sweetheart?" I raised an eyebrow and said "Well..Grandma and Grandpa said he's
been working for them, taking care of them and the house for a few years...They
never mentioned him to you?" "No, they never did. Why, is he cute?" I snorted a
little and said "Creepy sounds more like it. Well, he isn't that creepy, but he
just seems....Not right." 
"What do you mean?" I said "Well for one, his teeth are black and rotted at the
bottom, Grandma told me he used to do Meth. She said there were even rumors of
him, selling Meth. And the way he looks at me....It's a little awkward." She
asked "How so? How old is this guy?" I said "I don't know...Late 20's early
30's, it's hard to tell, cause of the drugs. Drugs do make people look older
than they really are. And he looks at me like he's...Interested in me. I've
caught him staring a few times.." 
"Does he make you feel uncomfortable?" I said "No, not really...He just seems,
different, that's all." She said "Well homey, he's a man. Men are weird. There
will always been guys staring at girls, it's natural, baby. It's life. But if
he starts making you feel uneasy, let Grandma and Grandpa know, okay?" I nodded
and said "Okay." "Alright." I yawned and said "I'm gonna let you go mom, I'm
gonna go to sleep." She said "Alright sweetie. Goodnight, I love you." I smoked
and said "I love you too. Bye." "Bye baby." And we hung up.
I sighed and put my phone down on the nightstand next to my bed, and pulled my
sheets and comforter back. I adjusted my pillows and moved under the sheets,
and turned the lamp off. I miss my mom. I miss her, I miss dad, my friends from
school. But I know I'll get to see them soon and then it's off to New York
City, to start my life. I smiled at the thought and closed my eyes, soon
falling into a deep, peaceful sleep.
***** Poolside *****
Chapter Summary
     A few days later. They all hang out outside, except for Mac. Mostly
     his POV.
 
(A Few Days Later)
(Julie's POV)
It's been a few days since we first got here. Today we discovered that Grandma
and Grandpa have an outdoor swimming pool! It's a good thing we packed bathing
suits then! I was deciding which one to pick, when I chose my favorite one. A
black two piece with a bandeau-ish top that was cut in the back, and ribbed
sided shorts. Nothing too revealing. I found it at PacSun before I left. Mom
said she would die if I didn't get it, cause it was so cute. So, I got it.
I'm kinda hoping Mac doesn't come out here...I'd be a little anxious if he saw
me like this. I feel most exposed, but I needed to relax. I haven't been
swimming in forever, and I'm going to do so before I leave. Then I'll be
excited when I get to model bathing suits for real. After I finished putting
them on, I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror. I then turned sideways
and then looked at the back. The back kinda made my butt look bigger, but black
does that sometimes. But black is also a sliming color, too. I fought whether
or not to put my hair up in a ponytail or not, but decided against it, since I
was gonna go swimming anyway. 
Grandma informed us that the water in their pool was salt water, so we didn't
have to worry about it stinging our eyes...But I don't wanna taste it, eww. I
took a deep breath and let it out, before spraying myself down with sunscreen.
I know I'm probably gonna get pretty tanned, I tan easily, but I don't wanna
risk a sunburn. Those aren't fun. Sunscreen is my friend. After rubbing the
greasy stuff in, I grabbed my swimming towel, and slipped into my flip flops,
before heading downstairs. Once I got downstairs, I rounded the corner, and
almost ran smack dab into Mac.
I yelped like a hurt dog, before he said"Sorry...Didn't know you was comin'." I
swallowed and said "It's okay...You just surprised me, that's all." Like he has
almost every day since I've been here. It looked like he was giving me a once
over, before I asked "So um...A-Are you gonna swim with us?" He nodded and said
"Yeah, I'll be down soon...I gotta take care of a couple things, is all." I
nodded and he said "Nice uh...Nice outfit." Gesturing to my bathing suit. I
nodded and said "Thanks."
He nodded and said "I better-" I nodded and said "Yeah...See ya soon." He
nodded again and said "Yep." I started walking away when he said "Hey Julie!" I
turned around and look at him to see him eyeing again. Then his eyes met mine
and he said "Black looks good on you...Really suits ya." 
I nodded awkwardly and said "Thanks...See ya." He said "See ya." And he turned
and disappear upstairs. I slowly turned on my heel and muttered "Creepy."
Before walking outside to join the others.
~~~~
(Mac's POV)
I heard her mutter "Creepy" before I finished going up the stairs, and I
chuckled. I shook my head and thought 'bitch, you ain't seen nothin' yet.' Once
I got upstairs, I pulled the cell phone the old bitch also got me for my
birthday, in case they needed me right away, and opened it up. I told them they
didn't need to get me one, but they insisted. They called me something called
an iPhone, and this thing is honestly fucking cool. But really confusing. I
don't do much on it, just call and text people, and occasionally watch porn on
the internet. But I'm not into that whole internet, MySpace, Facebook crap.
That ain't for me.
I got to my room and closed the door behind me. Then I opened it up to my
contacts and dialed my friend, Harley. After a couple rings, he picked up.
"Yeah?" I said "Hey." He groaned and asked "The fuck, what time is it?" I
laughed an asked "You lazy ass, you still sleepin'??" He said "Fuck you, what
time is it??" I checked on the phone and said "It's 11:30." He asked "So we
gonna do this thing, or what? I'm dying to get my hands on that pretty little
blonde-" 
"Did I not already drill it into your dumbass head, that she's mine?!" I half
shouted, feeling my skin start to heat off. You don't wanna piss me off, I'll
fuck you up. He said "Oh come on, Mac! You never let us have fun! The only time
you let us, was with that bitch, Regina! C'mon man!" I said "I said, no. She's
mine, Harley! The moment I saw her picture, she was mine! And she's only gonna
be mine and be touched and fucked by me, or I'll cut your fucking dick off and
shove it up your ass!" 
He said "Okay, okay man! I get it! But you can't handle the chick by yourself,
you ain't exactly Superman." I said "I know...That's why you and Rick gotta
come down here and help me. But that will be the only time you are allowed to
touch her, got it?" He groaned and said "Just one time, Mac, for fucks sake,
I'm itchin' for a fuck too, ya know!" 
I rolled my eyes and said "Yeah, well last time you itched for a fuck, that
blonde bitch gave you the clap, you.ain't.touchin'.her. Got it?!" He sighed and
said "Yeah, boss." I nodded and said "Damn straight." I looked out of my
window, and down to the pool. He asked "What're they doin' right now?"
I huffed and said "Playin' in their dumb little pool, like their hot
shit...Damn, the bitch looks hot as fuck in that bikini...Mmmm...I'd bend her
over and pound her sweet little ass, in the pool house if I wanted too."
Keeping my eyes on her as she swam in the pool, and played with her brother. He
laughed on the other end and said "I'm sure you would, man." That's when I
snapped back and asked "What? You think I couldn't get that ass if I wanted
to?? How many girls have I fucked, versus you, Harley? Bitches love me!"  
He said "I never said they didn't, man. I was just sayin' you're lucky to be
living a couple rooms away from that fine little thing, that's all." I cooled
down a little and he asked "So, do you wanna do it tonight? So you can have her
already?" I looked down and watched as she climbed up the ladder in the pool,
before jumpin' back in, splashing water everywhere. 
I sighed and said "I want to...I really want to, I wanna pop that bitches
cherry if she still has it, but...Not yet...I'll let you know when it's
time...I wanna make sure they got no idea what storm is comin'. And if they
come to town, don't go up to her, cause I know you'd possibly fuck everything
up, or try to fuck her...Am I clear?!" He said "Crystal." I nodded and said
"Good...Cause the only ones who can fuck this all up, is us and them. I'll call
you when it's time, then you let Rick know."
He said "Okay." I nodded and said "K. See ya." He said "See ya." And I hung up.
I shoved the phone in my front pocket, and stared back down at the pool. Julie
was laughing and trying to shield herself from Ian splashing her with water. I
chuckled and kept my eyes on her. She really is beautiful. I smiled and said
"Soon...Soon, you'll be all mine, baby." 
As if she was reading my mind, she turned and looked up at me, and I quickly
backed away from the window. I sighed and said "Shit." I shook my head and
decided to go down there. 
~~~~
(Julie's POV)
 
I had looked up to see that Mac was looking down at us from his window, mainly
me, but I decided to brush it off. Although earlier was a little creepy, I'm
sure he wasn't specifically zoned in on me. Then he disappeared, until I heard
the back door open, and he came out. He was wearing a dirty white tank top,
jeans, and his boots. He smiled at my Grandma and Grandpa, and she asked "Awww,
are you not gonna swim with the kids, Mac?"
He chuckled and said "No ma'am...I ain't that good of a swimmer...Thought I'd
sit outside with y'all, though. Better than being alone, inside." She smiled
and said "Well you're always welcome to sit with us, pull up a seat, hon." He
smiled and pulled up the chair next to Grandpa, and sat down. She asked "How
you doin' today, son?" He shrugged and said "I'm alright, what about you, Mrs.
Cindy?" She laughed and said "Oh I'm fine. Although, I don't think you could
pay me all the money in the world to jump in the pool." He laughed and said "Me
either. What about you, Bill?" 
He laughed and said "Maybe later. But for now, this little lady's got me as her
prisoner." She playfully hit him and said "Oh stop it!" They both laughed and I
smiled. They're really meant to be together. They're so cute. They been
together since they were 18. Now they've been happily married for 50 years,
they have a daughter that loved them, and 2 grandkids that love them even more.
And Mac, he's so nice to them. Playfully flirts with Grandma, makes her feel
young again, he's nice to my Grandpa, he treats them good, and us to...Maybe I
was wrong about him. They almost love him like he was their son, and I feel
like such a jerk for doubting him...I just hope this growing feeling in the pit
of my stomach goes away. 
***** Quick Goodnight #2 *****
Hey guys! I'm happy y'all are enjoying the story, thank you all very much! But
it seems I have become engulfed into my continued Supernatural marathon, and I
apologize. Buuuutt don't worry! I shall return tomorrow. And continue. Alright,
night y'all! Peace!
***** Strut Your Stuff *****
Chapter Summary
     After the pool. Julie shows everyone her runway walk. Mac creepy eye
     fucking.
Chapter Notes
     Okay so the first 2 gifs, are for Julie's *beginning* walk, and the
     second one is for her face (aka, fierce Queen slayin' it, look) and
     then the third pic is just an outfit.
 
After we had finished in the pool, Ian had showered, and so did I. I pulled on
a cute white crop, white bra, and some cute light pink shorts with a pretty
floral design on them. I know we're not going anywhere, but I just pulled it
out, and there ya go. Everyone was downstairs when I walked in, and I could
hear everyone laughing. I didn't think any of it, and grabbed a Diet Coke from
the fridge. I have a high metabolism, so one Diet Coke won't kill me. Although,
I'll have to keep myself up once I become a model. But I can work with that.
When I walked back into the living room, I was taking a drink from my can, and
everyone, including Mac, of course, was staring at me, smiling. I raised an
eyebrow and swallowed my sip and asked "What?" Ian said "Excuuuuse us...We
didn't realize the Queen was making a grand entrance." I looked at him confused
and asked "What? What do you mean?" Mac said "You just walked in here, like you
was in a fashion show." 
I said "Oh...I didn't realize I did that. Nor was I trying to." Grandma said
"Well you definitely know how to make an entrance, dear...Why don't you show us
your runway walk or whatever they call it. Have you been practicing it?" I
shook my head and said "No really, no." She said "Well be sure you do! Those
critics will eat you alive if your walk isn't up to their standards." Mac, who
was leanes up against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest, said "I think
that's pretty stupid...Not accepting a girl cause of how she walks...It's just
a walk." I nodded and said "I agree...But sadly, they judge that, and a lot of
girls take a lot of practice in their walks...And now, so will I, once I
start."
Ian said "Well walk for us! And pretend it's like the Victoria's Secret Fashion
Show, or something!" I laughed and Grandma asked "And how would you know about
that, young man?" Ian's face turned red and we busted up laughing. Grandma said
"Don't worry honey, we won't snitch on ya to your mama." He sighed in relief
and said "Thank you." Then they turned their attention back to me. Mac said
"Well whaycha waitin' for, strut yer stuff, Miss Supermodel." 
I said "Hold on, I'm gonna go grab my iPod! I'd probably do better with music
playing!" That's when I turned and ran up the stairs, and into my room. I
fished my iPod out of my bag, and grabbed a pair of black high heels I love.
Models always walk in high heels, so, yeah. Than I came back downstairs,
quickly sat down and pulled the heels on, and stood up. I'm 5'9" and these are
6 inch heels. I feel like a giant. I steadied myself and start scrolling
through my playlist, until I stopped. I was deciding between Dirty by Christina
Aguilera, or Buttons by The Pusscat Dolls. I finally decided on Buttons.
I turned the volume up all the way, and waited for the chorus to start. I
quickly looked at Mac, who's eyes never left me, before I started walking in
time with the rhythm. I kept my focus on Mac, not intentionally, just using him
as a stopping point. Soon I stopped a couple feet away from him, and put my
hands on my hips. I turned on my side and looked at him, before turning and
walking away. I did it a few more times, changing how I walked, how I stopped,
different poses, different looks, until I stopped the song.
Everyone clapped for me, And Grandma stood up. She hugged me and said "You were
so beautiful, sweetheart, ugh! You're gonna do so great!" I smiled and hugged
back. I said "Thank you, Grandma." Then Grandpa hugged me, and Ian said "You
better tell your hot model friends about me!" I laughed and said "Sorry, kiddo.
They woundn't be into short guys." He said "Aww man!"
I laughed and ruffled his hair, and sat down. I took off my heels, and Grandma
laughed. "Mac honey, have ya froze up, over there?" I then looked up to see Mac
was standing there, jaw to the floor, absolutely speechless. He said "Yeah,
uh...Sorry." I smiled and he said "Like I said...You'll knock 'em dead." I
smiled and said "Thank you."
~~~~
(Mac's POV)
This bitch us teasing me, I swear. She's got it goin' on  good  for her. Kind
of a shame, though...She has no idea what's comin' for her. Almost makes me
feel bad.....Eh, fuck it. She'll be mine, soon enough. Her, the old folks
money, it'll be mine. Ya see, the old lady is so kind, she added me as the
beneficiary to their life insurance, in the event of their sudden death. They
don't know it, but I've been slowly poisoning them with an untraceable
substance, my cousin gave to me. I ain't stupid.
I've been a little restless lately, probably cause I'm going through some Meth
withdrawal. I've gone through that before, it hurts like a nasty old bitch. But
lately, I've purposefully gone through withdrawals for days, even weeks, so I
could get used to it. Go longer without needing a fix so bad. Although I'm
itchin' for another fix. But not as much as I'm itchin' to wrap those long legs
'round me, and havin' my little beauty queen ride my cock for days.
Just a little more time. I really wanna make sure they don't see what know
what's comin', catch them with their pants down. Hopefully I don't ruin that
pretty little face too much...But then again once I'm done with her, I don't
think she'd wanna do what she wants to do anymore. I wouldn't be brave enough
to do that. 
Ian looked at Cindy and asked "Grandma...When are we gonna get to visit Canyon
Creek? I wanna look around!" I laughed my ass off in my head at that boy.
Canyon Creek ain't no place you find on a damn postcard. In this place,
everyone has ties that bind, and we ain't too welcoming to strangers. And if
any of the dirty, crazy ass crackheads laid eyes on my girl and her little
brother, they'd be dead before mornin'. And I wouldn't let none of those
bitches eye fuck her, or try to touch her. I'd chop their hands off before
they'd even touch her.
~~~~
Hey everyone! I'm sorry for posting this so late, I've had a long day, I've
been so busy with helping mom with stuff today, I've barely had time to sit
down. But I'm posting today, so it's better than nothing. And sorry for the
short chapter, but be prepared for what comes after this...The storms brewin'
up, but lightning hasn't struck yet. But after this chapter, it's gonna be
building and building, until it finally comes. And I'm sorry for those who
don't really like me putting in Mac's POV, I haven't had anyone tell me they
don't like it, but I have a feeling some of you don't. I'm paranoid, but I just
wanted to show you how sweet and cuddly our lil Mac is before Julie finds out,
lol. And don't worry, almost the entirety of the story WILL be in Julie's POV,
but I like the idea of the villain of a story playing nice guy, and only WE can
see who they REALLY are, before the other characters do. Like the movie, The
Stepfather, think of it that way.
Well, I'm gonna let y'all go, I'm tired, and I'm gonna go to sleep. I WILL post
tomorrow and make the chapter and the other upcoming chapters, longer, and I
apologize if you guys feel disconnected from the story, I haven't done this
before, this is my first FanFiction ever, so blame the inexperience. 
Okay, night y'all! Enjoy!
(Sorry if the first Gift sucks, I tried to find a Victoria's Secret one for
that one, but none of the walks really stood out to me, nor did I get to see a
full walk, but I LOVE the second Gif!)
***** Uneasy Feeling *****
Chapter Summary
     You know the feeling when you feel like you're being watched?
     You are.
(A Few Days Later)
(Julie's POV)
These past few days have been rather...Strange. And they involve me and a
certain caretaker/handyman with blue eyes and rotten teeth. Nothing horribly
bad, but just really awkward. Hell, I even think he's been hitting on me. I
also get this feeling...Like I'm just being watched or something. But for now,
I'm sitting in my room, and I'm gonna put this feeling out of my head. And I've
decided that singing and playing my Grandpas old Guitar, could be a relaxing
cure. And I've decided to sing a song called Carry Me Home by The Sweeplings. 
(Author's Note: I know that song didn't come out until 2015, but go with it, I
haven't put a certain time frame in this story. And I picked it cause I like it
a lot :).)
I smiled and started strumming the notes on the hard strings. I forgot to pack
my Guitar from home, but Grandpa doesn't mind. Then I closed my eyes and
started singing.
"Carry me home when the light in my eyes does fade
Carry me home when the shadow comes to take me away
Lay down my bones knowing I'll be in a better place
Release my soul, carry me home.."
I remembered singing this song once during my choir class. It was during finals
week, and I chose that song. My friend Zack played guitar, and we both sang.
The whole class loved it, our teacher loved it, and I really like the song. And
that's what I wanted to sing.
"Carry me home there's no sorrow down in the ground
Carry me home don't you weep for I am freedom bound
Lay down my bones there is peace within the light I've found
Release my soul, carry me home."
I'm really happy I get this chance to be with my Grandma and Grandpa. And once
I leave, I'm gonna miss my family like hell. New York City is sometimes a scary
place. Huge city, overpopulated, you don't know anyone, everything is so
expensive. Hell, life is a scary thing. I'm just hoping I'll be alright once I
get to New York. 

"Oooooooo..."
I'm also hoping someday, I'll meet someone. A nice guy who could always make me
laugh, and love me for who I am, and not because of my looks. I don't give a
damn about my looks, beauty is only skin deep. I look at my mom and dad, and
Grandma and Grandpa, and it gives me a lot of hope. When I see marriages that
last 50 years more...That's a love not even Death itself, could break apart. I
know, dumb chick-flick stuff, but that's just something I really hope I could
have. 
Who doesn't wanna fall in love?

"Carry me home when the light in my eyes does fade
Carry me home when the shadow comes to take me away
Lay down my bones knowing I'll be in a better place
Release my soul, carry me home

Oooooooo..."
I was almost done with this song, when I could feel something in the pit of my
stomach. I get that feeling everytime I feel uneasy. Like something or someone
was watching me. I looked over at my bedroom door, and it was closed. That's
when I realized I had to finish the song.

"Quietly I feel your whisper settle on me, quietly I'm carried on
Quietly I feel your whisper settle on me, quietly you let me go..."
I smiled and pulled the guitar strap over my head, before setting the guitar
down, next to me on the bed. I then looked over at the door again. I swallowed
and slowly stood up, and quietly moved over to the door. I gently turned the
door knob, and opened it. I poked my head out and looked around. No one was
there. Ian was watching cartoons with Grandpa, while Grandma was cooking lunch.
That's when I could hear muttering coming from Mac's room. I slowly tiptoed
towards the door, and quickly looked to see that Mac was on his cell phone. Mac
didn't look the cell phone type. Which ultimately made me think Grandma got him
that phone. He was sitting in a computer chair, with his back to me. He was
looking at the screen on a laptop, but I couldn't quite make out what he was
looking at on the screen.
He said "I told you, it's not time yet...It'll be time, when I say it
is...No...Listen man, just give me a couple more days....No...No, they won't go
into town...They better not. If they do, and she asks anyone about me, it could
blow the whole thing to shit..."
Who was he talking about?...And what would get blown to shit?
He sighed and said "Harley, if I said it was time, I would've called you. You
called me...I told you why, I just need a couple more days. I am not draggin'
it out or puttin' it off, it's gonna get done. Remember what I told you, 'bout
her?.....That's right. No one touches her, but me. You and Rick can move her
for me when I can't control her, but her ass is mine."
My eyes widened and that's when he shifted a little in his seat, moving enough
to where I could see the computer screen. It was me, in my room, while I was
singing. He was talking about me. He sighed and said "I'll tell you what,
man...She is beautiful...And she's got a nice singin' voice, too....Can't wait
to make her sing, fer me." He laughed and I stepped back, gasping when a floor
board, creaked when I moved.
That's when he quickly turned and looked at me. That's when my brain screamed
for me to run, and I turned and ran towards the stairs. He got up ans ran after
me, yelling "Harley! You and Rick get down here! Change of plans!" I reached
the bottom of the stairs, and I reached the living room. Grandpa stood up and
asked "Julie? What's going on?" I said "We have to go! We have to go now! Mac,
he's gonna hurt us!" Grandma walked in and asked "What's going on?" I looked at
her, and that's when Mac came in. Before we could react, Mac pulled a gun from
the waistband of his jeans, aimed, and fired at Grandpa, the sound rattling our
bones.
Ian screamed and Grandma yelled "BILL, OH MY GOD!" Grandpa held his arm, I'm
guessing where he got shot, and turned to us. He looked at us, giving us a look
that would forever haunt me, and just said "Run..." Before Mac shot him again,
this time, in the head. He dropped where he stood, and I yanked Grandma into
the kitchen. That's when I realized Ian was still in there, and when I looked
over, there he was. Ian stood their, wide eyed, the gun pressed against his
temple. Then we both looked at Mac, and he smiled, bearing his teeth. He said
"Time to play, ladies."
***** Hell Begins *****
Chapter Summary
     All hell breaks loose.
Mac then pointed the gun at us, and Grandma asked "Mac....What...What are you
doing?" He pointed it at her and he said "It wasn't supposed to happen
early...Just a few more days...I was gonna let y'all have just a few more days
left. Thought I'd be kind, but Julie just had to snoop around...She heard me
talking to a friend of mine...And she fucked the plan up!" I yelled "You
should've been more discrete then, you druggie bastard!" 
He then pointed it at me and yelled "If I were you, I'd shut the fuck up, you
fuckin' whore! Or I'll blow this little guys head off!" Before pointing it back
at Ian's head. Ian whimpered and I looked down at him. I slowly reached my hand
out and said "Ian, Ian...Just calm down, okay...Just calm down...It's okay,
buddy...Everything's gonna be alright." His eyes turned glossy with tears and
he asked "Promise?" I nodded and said "I promise...We're all gonna be okay." 
Mac chuckled and said "Aww, Julie...Don't make promises, you can't keep."
Before pulling the trigger. I screamed "NOOO!!!!" Ian's little body, dropped to
the kitchen floor. Grandma and I cried and  hugged each other, while we huddled
into one of the corners. I stared down at my little brothers body, and then
looked back at Mac. "YOU'RE A FUCKING MONSTER!" He just smiled and said "Awww,
I know, aren't I?" I wanted to kill him. I wanted to rip him apart, make him
beg for his life. But for now, I just had to keep Grandma safe.
That's when the doorbell rang, and Mac yelled "IT'S OPEN!" Then the front door
opened, and we could hear footsteps come towards us. That's when we saw two
guys standing there. One older looking man with long, dirty hair with a beard,
and a younger man with short blond hair. Mac smiled at us and said "Ladies,
meet my friends. Julie, Cindy, this is Harley and Rick." That's when Grandma's
jaw dropped. She pointed at the blonde and said "You..You helped make my
grandkids rooms.."
The guys smiled and said "Nice to see you too, Cindy." Mac said "Now that
they're here, it's time to have some real fun! Tie 'em up, fellas!" They came
over to grab us, the older guy going for grandma, and the younger guy going for
me. When the guy grabbed me, he groped my breast, and I elbowed him in the
ribs. He yelled and said "You fucking bitch!" He backhanded me across the face,
and that's when he got punched in the face by Mac.
Mac grabbed him by his shirt collar, and brought his face near his. "I thought
I told you, just tie her up, or move her if I said to. She. Is. Mine!" He
punched him in the gut, and he said "Sorry, I'm sorry!" Mac said "You better
fuckin' be!" Then let go of his shirt. Then he yelled "NOW FUCKIN' TIE THEM
UP!" They did as they were told, no problems. They tied our hands behind out
backs, and had us sitting in chairs from the dining room and had us sitting in
the threshold from the kitchen to the living room.
Mac used bandanas as gags, and then pulled up his own chair, in front of us. He
smiled and asked "How y'all doin? Enjoyin' yer summer so far?" I glared at him
and he just smiled. Then he sighed and said "I really am sorry about Ian...He
was a good little guy...And about Bill...He once said that I was like a son to
him. Just goes ta show ya....That family can betray you." Grandma started
muttering something, but it was blocked by her gag. 
Mac asked "Oh Cindy, would you like to say sumthin'? Here, let me get that for
ya." He pulled her gag down under her chin and asked "There ya go...Now what
was that?" She said "You are not our family, not after this...You're a sick,
evil man." He smiled and stood up. He chuckled and said "Aww Cindy...You always
make me laugh." Then he backhanded her across the face, making us both jump. He
then forced her to look at him and said "I'd be real fuckin' careful what you
say, bitch...I am not someone you fuck with. So watch your mouth, before I snap
yer fuckin' neck...Got it?" She nodded and he said "Good." And that's when he
looked over at me.
He smiled and walked over to me. He moved to where he was standing behind me,
and started rubbing my shoulders. He groaned and said "Julie, Julie,
Julie....You know, you're a real fuckin' tease, you know that? Walkin' around
this fuckin' house, in your skimpy little clothes, doin' yer little model walk,
and that bikini, mmmmm...I wasn't lying when I said you looked good in it...I
wish I coulda  fucked you in that thing when I had the chance...But don't
worry...I'll be up in your sweet little pussy, soon...Maybe sooner.." He
smirked and pulled the strap of my spaghetti strap down until it fell limp
against my shoulder, then did the same with my bra strap.
I felt tears swell up in my eyes, and I looked at Grandma. I couldn't cry in
front of this bastard, no way. He did the same with my other straps and
continued rubbing my shoulders. He groaned and said "You really know how ta
drive a man wild, don't ya, my little covergirl? Shits makin' me hard, jus
thinkin' bout it." Then leaned down and started groping my breasts with both
hands.
I felt a tear roll down my cheek as he did it, and I turned my head away. He
just took it as an opportunity to lean down and kiss my neck. He kissed up to
my ear and whispered "Does that feel good, baby? Hmm? You want Daddy to touch
you? You want Daddy to take care of you, down there? I bet yer pussy is just
beggin' to be fucked....Mmmmm..." Then he licked along my jaw and said "Lemme
see if yer pussy is drippin' fer me, gorgeous." That's when he reached down and
started trying to undo the button on my shorts. I whimpered and shifted in my
seat, trying to keep him away from there. 
He chuckled and said "Aww c'mon boo, don't be like that, now. Mac knows how to
make a girl feel reeeaall good." I kept moving, but he managed to undo them,
and pull the zipper down. Grandma grunted and thrashed in her seat, causing Mac
to stop momentarily and laugh. He said "Don't worry. Cindy.....Imma take good
care of your little Angel." Then he kissed my neck again, before diving his
hand down in my shorts, and started rubbing me through my panties.
I whimpered and more tears came, begging him to stop, my pleas being mufflws by
my gag. He groaned and said "Damn, baby...You're already wet fer me...Feels
good, don't it?" I cried and looked up at the two men for help, but they
wouldn't. Then he kept rubbing me, until he pushed my panties to the side, now
touching my naked heat. He said "Mmmmm...It's been sooooo long since I've
fucked....Fuck, I'm gonna love workin' yer pussy till you explode...That what
you want baby? Hmmm?" 
He groped and massaged my breast with his other hand, while Grandma was
freaking out beside us. He said "I think yer Granny is jealous,
baby....Probably wishes she was gettin' taken care of like you...Oh my God, how
could I possibly forget?!" That's when he brushed his finger along a certain
spot, and make me jump a little in my seat. He chuckled and asked "Wanna know
what that was?" He started working on that spot, and I could feel my body
slowly begin to betray me. Enjoying his teasing...But I wasn't gonna give into
his sick games. 
He kept rubbing the spot and said "That's yer clit, baby....It's a huge
weakspot for girls on the outside...But inside, mmmm...That'll feel even better
than this...Speaking of which, let me show you what I mean..." But before he
could do anything else, Grandma spit her gag out of her mouth ans screamed
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER, YOU SICK, HILLBILLY SONOVABITCH!" Never in my
whole life on this Earth, have I ever heard this Saint, Godly woman, cuss. Mac
stopped and pulled his hands away, licking his fingers clean, while looking at
her. 
He smirked and said "Mmmmm....Yer Granddaughter's pussy tastes great...And I'm
guessing she must still have her V-Card, cause of how good she tastes...Fresh,
untouched, untampered pussy...Best kinda pussy there is." Then he squatted down
to her level and smiled. "I'm gonna enjoy ripping your little Angel, open-" she
spit in his face and yelled "YOU LEAVE HER ALONE, YOU SICK PERVERT" The room
became so quietz you could hear a pin drop. 
Then he wiped his face off, and stared at her. He nodded and stood back up. He
slowly paced in front of her and said "Okay." That's when he pulled his gun
out, and shot her in the head. I screamed and thrashed in my seat, my gag
falling from my mouth. I looked and her and yelled "No! No, no, no, Grandma!" I
cried and looked at him, with the most hate filled gaze I could muster up. I
was afraid to say anything, fearing he'd do away with me as quick as her, then
he said "Get her in my truck. Y'all come back, clean up the mess, and dump the
bodies. Be careful with her to."
Harley asked "Where ya takin' her? Yer house? The cave?" He said "My
house...Then maybe the cave at some point." They nodded and he said "Now hurry
the fuck up, I ain't got all night."
 
***** Eden Burns *Part 1* *****
Chapter Summary
     WARNING!: This chapter contains violent beating. And the next chapter
     contains a violent rape scene, broken into 2 parts.
Chapter Notes
     My heart goes about to all victims of violence and sexual violence
     you are not alone, you are NOT to blame, and whatever has happened to
     you, IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT.
     I give you my love, I know how you feel, believe me <3.
 
The two men grabbed hold of me, and pulled me up to my feet, giving me the
chance to button and zip my shorts, and fix my straps. They took me outside and
when the one with the blonde hair turned to ask Mac something, I elbowed him
where it hurts, shook the other man away, and started running. I could hear
them coming after me, but I didn't look back. I wasn't gonna run into the
desert, I'd have no chance there. So I just followed the road, and prayed it
took me to town.
I ran until my legs burned, and had to stop for a second. I gasped and hunched
over, struggling to catch my breath. I straightened myself out, and when I
turned to see if they were behind me, a sharp pain ignited in my cheek, and it
was powerful enough to make me spin and hit the ground. I landed on my side and
held my cheek, realizing I had gotten punched. I looked up and Mac was towering
over me, his blue eyes turning dark, like a shark on the hunt.
He blocked a bit of the setting sun, and said "You are seriously testing my
patience here, bitch...That's how you wanna play? Alright then..." He kicked my
legs apart and started undoing his belt. "Let's play then." He started coming
at me, but I scooted back, almost crab walking, and yelled "No! No! I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!" He said "Sorry ain't good enough, baby-" I put my hands up to
shield myself, and said "I'll go with you! I'll go with you! I'll get in the
truck." He stopped and I lowered my hands a little. I said "I'll be a good
girl....I'll be a good girl."
He stared at me for a minute or so, and nodded. "Alright..." He leaned down and
brushed some of my hair behind my ear, before gently rubbing my possibly
brusing cheek, with his thumb. "That's my girl...That's my good girl, come with
Daddy now baby, c'mon." He reached his hand out to me, and I slowly slid my
hand in his, before he pulled me up. He rested his hand against the small of my
back, and we walked all the way back to his truck.
When we got to the truck, the two guys looked at us and Mac said 'Thanks
fer helpin'. Y'all take care of the bodies now, m'kay?" They nodded and then he
opened the drivers side door. He looked at me and said "Climb in, baby." I
nodded and held onto the side of the door and on the part where the door closes
on, before hauling myself up, flinching a little when I felt him slap my ass.
He chuckled and said "Sorry baby, couldn't help myself." When I got to the
passengers side, I turned and sat down, pulling on my seatbelt.
Then he climbed in, shut the door behind him, and sighed. He pulled his own
seatbelt on, and started up the engine. He looked over at me and smiled. "Awww
baby, come over here and sit by me." He patted the spot next to me, but I
didn't move. He said "Don't be scared, I just want some company, is
all....C'mon, sit by me, beautiful." I nodded and slowly pulled of my seatbelt
off, and scooted next to him. He smiled and said "Atta girl...I just get so
lonely, and I just wanna friend, baby." He then wrapped his arm around my
waist, and squeezed me against his side. He turned and kissed me on the top of
my head, and I asked "Where...Where are we going?" Keeping my eyes on the
road. 
He said "We're goin' home baby, didn't you hear? I'm takin' you to yer new
home. It won't take us long...We woulda gotten there sooner, but uh...You tried
to get away, and that really hurt my feelings, baby." I swallowed and looked at
him. If I was gonna stay alive, I didn't wanna piss him off too much.
I said "I'm sorry." He looked down at me, locking his eyes with mine, and he
smiled. "Don't sweat it, baby girl...Daddy forgives you." I nodded and smiled a
little. Maybe he won't hurt me, today. After a few minutes, we pulled up to a
very run down house I'm the middle of nowhere, he parked, and turned the truck
off. He opened his door and got out, holding his hand out for me. He smiled and
said "Come here, beautiful." 
I started scooting until I swung my legs to get out, and took his hand. Then I
jumped down, and he put his arm around my waist again. He slammed the door
shut, and said "Welcome home, baby." He led me up the creaking steps, before
opening the fdon't door. He gestured for me to go in first and said "After
you." I stepped inside, and I nearly gagged at the sight. The place was filthy.
The floors were covered in dirt, food wrappers, papers, molded, rotten food,
dead bugs everywhere, living bugs, the furniture was dirty..It was
disgusting.He scratched the back of his neck and said "I know I was livin' with
yer Grandparents, but I uh, I still had this place...Told Harley to look after
it, didn't have time to clean up.
He said "C'mon, lemme show you to my room...Well, I guess it's our room, now.
He led me through the mess, and opened the door to a bedroom. It wasn't as bad
as the living room, but it was still nasty. He said "Oh baby, remember when I
said I forgave you in the truck?" I turned and looked at him and said "Yeah."
He smiled wickedly and said "Never said I wasn't gonna punish you." My eyes
went wide and next thing I know, he hits me again, making me fall to the
ground. I crawled in between his legs to get away, but he turned and grabbed me
by my ankle, and started dragging me back. 
He said "Oh no you don't, Princess." I kicked and thrashed my leg, until I
kicked him in between his legs. He doubled over and grunted, holding his hand
where I kicked him. That's when I quickly scrambled to get to my feet, and
started running for the door. But he caught up to me and slammed me up against
the front door, my face pressing into the wood. He panted and hissed in my ear
"You stupid bitch!" Then slammed my head into the door, knocking me out.
~~~~
I groaned and slowly opened my eyes, trying to remember what happened. That's
when I remembered him knocking me out, because my head was throbbing. I looked
up at the ceiling, and felt that my arms were over my head, and looked back to
see they were chained to the headboard of the bed. I quickly looked down to see
I still had my clothes on, and that my legs were apart, and chained to the
ends.
Then I hears footsteps, and saw Mac walk into the bedroom. He smirked and said
"Hey, Sleeping Beauty." I asked "What...What happened?" He chuckled and said
"You kicked me in my nuts and tried to bail...You really shouldn't've done
that.." He came over to me and I moves as far as I could, cause of the chains.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, and said "Ya know, I was thinkin' of takin'
back the punishment before you did that...Figured I could just cuddle with ya
or some sappy shit, but after that...You ain't gettin' that, baby."
He pulled out a pocket knife, opened it up, and said "Now...You gotta take what
I give ya." Then he cut the straps of my shirt, and started cutting my shorts.
He cut and tore my shirt until it was off, and then finished on my shorts. I
cried and said "Please, Mac...Please, please don't do this...Please, don't hurt
me!" He smiled and said "You're so cute when you beg...But sorry, honey...You
gotta take it like a big girl." Then he cut off my bra and panties, leaving me
fully exposed.
He smiled and said "Damn, baby...This is way better than watching you on my
laptop...Now, let's finish what we started earlier, shall we?" That's when he
crawled onto the bed, moving in between my legs, putting his hands on my
thigh's. He leaned down and kissed my inner thighs, before flicking the tip of
his tongue against my untouched core. I whimpered and he did it again, this
time, laying his tongue flat against me, licking me like a thirsty dog. He
pulled back for a minute and said "Mmmm...You taste better than any other bitch
I've ever been with....Pretty thing like you, I figured tons of guys have been
in between these legs..." He rubbed my legs from my ankles, to my upper and
inner thighs, then said "But thing about city boys is....They're all fuckin'
pussies. They got no idea how to treat a woman...But I'll show ya. Mac loves
showin' his ladies how a real man does it."
 
***** Eden Burns *Part 2* *****
Chapter Summary
     WARNING!: This chapter contains violent beating and a violent rape
     scene. Possible triggering.
Chapter Notes
     Again, my heart goes about to all victims of violence and sexual
     violence you are not alone, you are NOT to blame, and whatever has
     happened to you, IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT.
     I give you my love, I know how you feel, believe me <3.
He kept moving his tongue on me, and I squeezed my eyes shut. This man was
evil, this man was sick, twisted, disgusting, he's the Devil. He's murdered my
Grandparent's, he murdered my little brother, he's raped godknows how many
women, and has destroyed godknows how many lives. He's a monster, and he needs
to be stopped...I can guarantee I'll be the last person her ever hurts, and it
will be me who kills him.
Soon he stopped and said "Goddamn woman, I get get enough of ya...If you taste
this good, how's it gonna feel when I'm fuckin' ya, huh?" I cried and said
"Please...Please for the love of God, don't hurt me...Just let me go...Let me
go, and I'll never speak a word of you to anyone, I promise."
He pouted and said "Awww, yer breakin' my heart here, darlin'...But
unfortunately, God is nowhere near this place. Sorry, it's just how it is."
Then he grabbed a bandana and said "Open your mouth." I shook my head 'no', and
he said "Open your mouth, or I'll break yer teeth." I obeyed and slightly
parted my lips enough where he could fold the bandana, long ways, and put it in
my mouth, and tying it behind my head.
He said "There we go...Yer whinin' was starting to annoy me...But now it's time
to really play, baby." That's when he undid his belt again, and pulled it out,
folding it. He smiled and snapped it against his hand. "And since you've been a
naughty girl...You'll have to be punished like one." That's when he raised his
arm above his head, and struck it down, pain shooting through my stomach. I
screamed through my gag as he whipped me once, twice, and three times, before
stopping. Tears rolled down my cheeks and he stared at the sadistic masterpiece
he created on my stomach.
He said "I don't wanna hurt ya like that but damn, you give me no choice. If
you didn't run or kick me in the nuts, you'd be okay right now..." He whipped
me again one the same spot as one of the strikes, making me cry out again. He
said "Hell, I wouldn't've even touched you in any sexual way!" He struck again
and said "You brought this on herself, Julie....And if you keep it up, I'm
gonna make it to where no man would ever wanna touch you, ever." He raised his
hand to strike again, but stopped. He threw the belt to the floor and said
"I'll let ya off this time...Cause Daddy wanna fuck...Daddy wanna fuck hard."
He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, before peeling his shirt off. He
threw his shirt aside and groaned. "God...I'm gonna eat you up." He kicked his
boots off behind him, and pulled his pants and his boxers down to his thighs.
My eyes widened at the size of him, and he smiled. He stroked himself and asked
"Yeah, you like what ya see, baby? This is all fer you.....I would be a
gentleman and prep ya first so it doesn't hurt so much, but....Not tonight,
darlin'...Ya gotta take it like a big girl, just like I said."
I cried and tried to move, but to no avail...I was trapped like an animal, and
he was gonna treat me like one. He scooted until we was deep in between my
legs, and started rubbing himself against me. He moaned and said "Fuck...I've
been dreamin' 'bout this since before you ever got here...Lemme get situated
first, and...Oh...Oh, here we go...Here...We...Go." He positioned himself
before roughly shoving himself inside of me, and I screamed like i was being
murdered. The pain hurt so bad, I thought I was bleeding.
He moaned again and said "Oh...Oh fuck...It feels so good...Feels so fuckin'
good..." He didn't even let me adjust to it, and just started moving. He
quickly snapped his hips back and forth, pulling almost all the way out, before
shoving back in, over and over. This isn't happening...This is just a bad
dream...A really horrible, sadistic, sickining, fucked up, dream. But when I
closed my eyes and opened them again, he was still here, violating me.
I cried and tears poured out if my eyes, while I yanked at the chains, my
efforts useless. He looked down at me and asked "Feelin' good, baby? You feel
so fucking good...Best pussy I ever got in my life..." He started going faster,
making the headboard thump against the wall, and the springs in the mattress
creak. He looked like he was so close to reaching Nirvana as he ripped into me,
destroying the most sacred thing I held to my heart. The thing I was gonna save
for the right person. Now being soiled by this evil man.
He had kept himself up on his elbows since he started, but stopped for a
second, panting. He sat up a little, never leaving me, and said "Fuck darlin'
this position is killin' my back...Lemme find a more comfortable position..."
He put gripped my hips and pulled me up a little, having me kinda sitting in
his lap, in between my legs. I yelpes as the chains pulled on my arms, but he
didn't care. He started thrusting again and said "Oh...Oh yeah, that's
better...That's much better.." 
He kept going and after a few minutes said "Fuck baby, I'm almost there...Imma
fill your heavenly pussy, up...Then imma take care of that sweet little ass of
yours.." Next thing I know, he empties himself inside me, making me shudder
with disgust. He groaned and pulled out, looking down at me. I cried and he
said "Awww...Don't cry, baby...Don't cry...I'm gonna make you feel even better
this time...Here, imma undo these pesky little ankle chains, and I'll make you
scream my name."
I was sore. I was so sore, I'm afraid that he damaged it. I'm afraid he damaged
it so bad, I could never have children, like that little girl in A Time To
Kill. I was just waiting for him to hang me from a tree branch, or throw my
body off a bridge, and just put me out of my misery.
He undid the chains from my ankles, and I started kicking my legs, despite the
pain, and hoped I'd kick him in the fucking face. He just chuckled and said
"Easy there, my lite wild cat, I'm comin'....Again." He winked at me, and I
yelled "FUCK YOU!" Through my gag. He laughed and said "No thanks... I'm not
into that whole, Dominatrix, thing...I like being in control." Then he got in
between my legs again, then wrapped his big hand around my throat and started
squeezing.
I gasped and coughed for air, but he just squeezed harder. He leaned in and
said "Talk back to me like that again, and I'll shove my knife into your
fucking pussy, and watch you bleed out...Yer already bleeding from a few
minutes ago. Yer gettin' blood all over my bed...It's disgusting...You wanna
make it out of this alive, dontcha?" I nodded and he said "Well then, you
better fucking behave." He let go, and I coughed and took deep breaths, before
he said "We ain't finished yet. Imma pound yer ass, and it's gonna hurt a hell
of a lot worse, than me fuckin' yer pussy. So you can scream all you want,
nobody's go na hear ya, or help." 
That's when he lifted my legs up again, doing almost exactly what he did
before, except resting my feet on his shoulders. Then shoved himself in,
somewhere else. I screamed ever louder this time, because he was right....It
hurt much worse than before. He groaned and said "So fuckin' tight, holy
shit....You must be a huge prude 'er somthin' bitch." He had to move a little
slower from this angle, until he found a steady beat, and started going harder,
only laughing at my screams. 
Soon he said "Oh fuck...Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck....Mmmmmm.." Before
emptying in there. He finally stopped and panted, before pulling out and
dropping my legs. I yelped at the pain and he said "Don't worry...It gets
better...It gets a lot better." He put himself back in his pants, before
zipping them up, and redoing the button. He pulled my gag down keeping it
around my neck. He undid the chains on my arms, but then locked one of the
cuffs around the water pipe of a heater in the room, and then grabbed my wrist,
and locked the other cuff there. He locked it tight and said "Here...That way
yer arms don't fall asleep like that...The shit hurts like a bitch." Oh so he
was worried more about my arms falling asleep, and not the fact he just raped
me?!
Then he said "Scoot the fuck over." I nodded and scooted over against the wall,
and he laid down beside me and grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the
windowsill, and pulled one out. He asked "Want one?" I shook my head and said
"N-No." He shrugged and said "Suit yerself." He pulled a lighter out of his
pocket and lit it up, before putting the cancer stick between his lips. He held
it in between his fingers and pulled it out, blowing smoke up to the ceiling.
Soon he sat up and dropped the butt into an empty ashtray beside the bed,
before lying back down. He put his arms behind his head and said "Now go to
sleep." I nodded and pulled a pathetic excuse for a blanket up past my waist,
then looked over at him. He was already fast asleep, not a care in the world. I
slowly turned on my side, my back facing him, wincing at every move I made.
Then I grabbed the pillow that was under my head, and cuddle it, before
silently crying my eyes out.
***** Mister Krabs, I Have An Idea! *****
Hey everyone! Thank you all for enjoying the story, I didn't think it was gonna
be close to nearly 1,000 hits, it means a lot to me :). And I was thinking that
once I got done with this story, I'll post a NEW story, about my favorite Irish
twins, Connor and Murphy MacManus! :3. I've always pictured them being good
together as a couple, I know it probably makes me look really weird and gross,
but I've thought that ever since I first watched The Boondock Saints.
Hopefully it could be as popular as this, or even more, I'm not sure. But
hopefully you guys will enjoy when it's out for you to read, and I'll be sure
to keep working on this story before I begin construction on the new one :).
Thank you so much, see y'all later! :).
***** Where Have I Been?? *****
Hey everyone, sorry for disappearing for a few days, I've FINALLY gotten a few
days off for work, I've been off since Tuesday, and don't go back till Monday
(Which is a little bad cause my paycheck won't be great.) I was gonna work A
LOT on this, but I've been so tired, I've forced myself to take a break and
relax.
I'll start writing back up on Saturday, cause my mom has surgery on her foot
tomorrow, and I wanna be there for her, but I'll be sure to post on Saturday.
Bye y'all <3.
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