Forced Changes Ch. 02

"Sorry guys. I think I ate some bad turkey last night, it seems to have gotten the better of me so I'm gonna have to excuse myself."

"That's too bad." My sister looked over my shoulder as Lexi pulled up behind me.

"Lexi. It was wonderful to meet you please take good care of Syd for us."

I slid out of Lexi's attempted embrace as I headed towards the door so I missed her response. Exiting the building I picked a random direction and just started walking.

Once more I felt like this entire situation was out of control, like a plane that had just lost both engines and was spiraling towards the ground in a deadly spin. It took two blocks for Lexi to catch up to me as she called out.

"Syd...Sydney...Stop Sydney. Let's talk about this. What's wrong? Why did you freak out back there?" That one got me to stop.

Does she really have no idea why I was upset?

I turned and advanced on her in the middle of the sidewalk. Unconcerned with the public amphitheatre for the play that was about to commence.

"I can't believe you. I guess I really haven't explained to you yet why I've been so conflicted. I don't drink alcohol. You probably didn't know that, but there it is. I don't drink alcohol. Do you know why I don't don't drink alcohol? Control. I hate being out of control. That fuzzy lightheaded feeling that alcohol gives you is a terrible feeling for me. That's what you did to me in that bathroom. Stop taking away my choices. Even worse is that you did that to our poor waitress." As I spoke I advanced on her poking her in the chest, emphasising my points.

"But you wanted it and so did she."

"I don't really know that. I feel like a rapist scumbag, I don't know if that's accurate or not but that's how I feel. I always tried to be respectful and conscientious towards women and you took that from me. Fuck! I love you but I don't know if I even fucking like you. Just give me some space okay. I need some time to think."

Her brilliant blue eyes hardened and my anger sharpened into a white inferno inside me. Then I noticed her eyes focused on something beyond my shoulder. Then she exploded into motion, a cannonball that brushed by me. I turned, trying to follow her but by the time I had my shoulders shifted the action was already over. What I saw blew away my anger with its intensity.

The scene was seared into my brain with its vividry. She stood over a body like an avenging goddess. The body was dressed like a priest and there was a beaded necklace with a cross that was sitting a fair distance away from the body, sitting in a puddle of ever expanding blood. The necklace was no longer around the man's neck because said neck was currently in the hands of Lexi, attached to his head. Cradling the head in crimson claws covered in blood Lexi had a fierce snarl attached to her face. Her tail whipped around behind her like a hunting cat and I fought the urge to vomit as the coppery smell invaded my senses. I felt something dripping down my arm and I looked to see arterial blood clinging to my flesh.

It was at this point that I took the only rational action I had taken in the last week.

I took off running.

After a dozen or so wobbling jerky steps with my breasts throwing off my balance before I got into a good rhythm. Then I was flying down the sidewalk, my feet pounding out a desperate pattern into the concrete. I pushed my muscles for all they were worth as I inhaled harsh breaths that burned my throat like battery acid. I made it maybe a mile and a half before I was forced to slow to a jog, I could feel my staccato heartbeat like a drumroll in my temples. During the mad dash I had calmed down a little as I burned off the adrenaline dose that comes from learning that the sexy succubus I was sleeping with was also a murder.

My legs felt like jelly and I was pretty sure that I had just broken my personal best in the mile. Now that I had some breathing room I could feel a very uncomfortable chafing in my crotch.

Note to self do not sprint commando in skinny jeans. I thought about sinking my fingers into myself for a moment and some of the uncomfortable tightness disappeared.

There's one problem taken care of but what the hell do I do about the others? Where should I go? Could she track me? Was I in danger?

I was getting some strange looks as I ran by the pedestrians. Especially from the men.

Shit. They're checking me out. That's new.

Whatever illusion that Lexi placed on me must have faded as I got far enough away from her.

She probably had to dispose of the body. I couldn't get the sight of the body out of my head. Nor the sticky feeling of the blood running down my arm as it cooled in the air.

"Hey there," someone called out to me. I saw a flash of brilliant blue and someone had spun me around into their embrace. A pair of fleshy orbs pressed into my back as a familiar scent enveloped me. For a moment I thought it was Lexi who grabbed me, but she didn't feel the same somehow.

God damnit. Another succubus, just how many of these are there?

"Hi cutie, what's the hurry? Also, care to tell me why you smell like my wayward daughter?" She whispered into my ear.

"Fuck..."