Gives You Hell ::Closed::

Ethan heard her pathetic crying and it grated on his nerves. His brother told him to just let him go and that he was just happy. After awhile, Ethan stood and headed to his teepee. He heard her scrambling around and said, "There's no where you fucking hide. I have your scent as it is. " He muttered now just exhausted. The look he gave her was pure hate, his eyes burning with anger and loathing. He then said "I'll deal with you tomorrow." He put her in chains so she couldn't run and then laid down.

Hearing Syn call her a fae made her pissed off even more. "I'm an elf!" She said not caring what she got for that. So many people mixed up Fae's and Elves. It was stupid and naive to mix them up. They were actually nothing alike. She felt the force his hand left on her throat and looked up at him. " We have an understanding though." She muttered glaring back up at him, not caring the consequences for that. If he expected her to smile, to put on a pretty face, to just act like she loved him - he was wrong. Completely and utterly wrong. She would never do that in a million years. She lifted her smaller hands up to his larger ones on her throat and simply looked at him with an equal amount of intolerance as he was giving her.

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Sarra whimpered when Ethan entered the teepee and her body tensed, she didn't react to what the other said. She simply flinched away when he drew even closer to her. She bit down on her bottom lip, flinching as he began to chain her ankle to a post that was in the ground. She wasn't stupid, she knew just by looking at it that she had no hope in pulling it free or anything. She remained curled into a ball, not able to relax enough to sleep or anything. It started to get later in the night and by the time she realised how exhausted she was, Ethan was already fast asleep. She was shivering by now, used to the warm furs that she slept with. Looking around in hopes to find one, she reluctantly sank back into her spot when she couldn't find one. She assumed it had to do with him being a werewolf and she just tried to warm herself up by rubbing at her arms.

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Syn had leaned back and began to raise a hand to strike her again but when she spoke again, he hesitated, simply staring her down for a moment. He nodded now and took a slight step back, still not giving her enough space. That was the last thing he felt he should do. His smirk started to grow a bit, "Good," he purred, rubbing her cheek now. "You are to treat me with the utmost respect whenever we're around the others, treat them good as well. I don't want to deal with any bitchfits from anyone," he muttered, not able to help the snort that sounded as he spoke. Fuck, he swore that demons were even more hormonal than girls, or so what humans said females were.

Ethan heard shivering within the night and wanted to know what the fuck was going on. He noticed the girl was shivering and frowned unable to help the sigh that escaped his lips. He stood up and got two fur blankets and covered her with them, still planning on punishing her for that. It was unforgivable. He then went back to his slumber. In the night he got extremely hot and shed his shirt leaving him topless and with only a pair of trousers on. He usually got hot like that. He slept like such. Werewolves were usually HOT.

Tasha watched his hand and watched the pause that came along with it as he stopped hearing her out with her next words. She didn't care if he hit her for him being wrong and naive about her race. That was the last thing she cared about. She let her hands fall knowing his hands wouldn't come off her throat at that point. She felt him rubbing her cheek and wanted to spit in his face - to stomp on his big feet - to stab his eyes out and make him stop touching her with his filthy hands! She kept calm however, knowing it would serve no purpose to get angry about it. She heard that she had to treat all of them with respect. She wanted to ask a question but kept her mouth shut. She would not tolerate them touching her. She just couldn't tolerate that.

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Sarra flinched when she noticed actual movement that must be more than just tossing and turning in your sleep. She was deadly still when he moved around, afraid of what the other was going to do to her. She sighed in relief when blankets were wrapped around her shoulders. She mumbled a thank you, turning to fold the one so she could try to be comfortable on the ground. She used the one wrapped around her shoulders to keep her warm and it wasn't long before she was fast asleep, curled into a ball. As tired as she was, she couldn't hel but toss and turn for the entirety of the night. She jerked awake when Ethan snapped to wake her, slowly blinking the sleep from her eyes.

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Before Syn could do anything else, regardless of the direction it went, his name was called several times over. He let out a groan, letting his head hang for a moment before he turned and muttered a quick 'come' before leading her out. The party was in full swing, a fire raging with bodies moving about. He smirked and moved quickly, looking forward to having a good time. It wasn't long before he forgot Tasha, not particularly wanting to spend his time watching a complete drag.

Ethan noticed it was dawn and stood up snapping his fingers so that Sarra would wake up. He searched around his shirt already awake. His hair was in a bumbling mess at the top of his head. It was major bedhead that actually made him look human and actually adorable. He mumbled something as he finally found one and slipped it on over his head then realized he was going out today and didn't need it. He sighed and shed it again but this time setting it down on his bed. He didn't feel like punishing her this morning. "Clean up today and i'll be back later." Was what he said as he went to find stuff for the camp.

Tasha sighed hearing him tell her to come. She went along with him but simply kept her distance from everyone else. She looked up at the stars and simply did that. She knew he had forgotten about her because he wasn't even checking to see if she was still there. She wouldn't run tonight, but soon enough she would have her way with trying to escape. She was exhausted and saw one of her people being hit for accidentally spilling a drink because she was shaking so badly. She almost stood up and spewed fire at the demon but managed to just clench her fists and look away unable to watch this. Dismay was written on her face for her people.

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Sarra was quiet as she stared down at her feat, waiting for the other to leave the are. She reluctantly started to move about to clean up the area. She did the best she could, not knowing where everything would belong nor did she really... know how he wanted things. Her home was always kept so neat and clean that she never really had to worry about any heavy duty cleaning. However, she wasn't sure whether she was allowed to cook or not. It was way past noon and she was starting to make a favourite stew of her, hoping that she wouldn't get in trouble for it though.

(it's totally fine if she gets in trouble though, wooh)

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While Syn was paying no real attention to her, he still could sense her emotions. So when her anger sparked, he looked up to her for a moment. His eyes were narrowed as he studied her for a moment before following her line of sight. Teeth gritted as he quickly figured out what was going on, Syn chose to ignore it. That was the best he could do, he wasn't putting his relationship with his demons on the line for some girl that mattered not to him. All she was was an Elf, these were his brothers.

(not this time cx mainly because he's gonna be hungry. and my apologies my grandmother wanted to visit)

Ethan did his business in the woods helping alongside his pack. He was in line to be the next Alpha, although he didn't want that role. He didn't want to lead a pack of wolves, he simply wanted to be apart of a community where he actually mattered and was respected for what he did. He ran a hand through his hair as he got back to the camp, somewhat tired from today's events. He had made sure the territory was safe from wanderers. He went into his teepee and saw her cooking and noticed the place was clean and that was good enough for him.

Tasha gave her people looks wanting them to be strong, her heartstrings pulling for them more than anything. She didn't care what happened to herself so long as they were not harmed. She was sure that the demons knew this. She was suddenly picked up and looked at. She looked up at the demon holding and was utterly confused on what the hell he was doing. She held in a scream as he hit her telling her to make her something to drink. He hit he so hard that blood came from her mouth. She wasn't angry so much as she was confused. She looked back up at him confused a little bit. It was like he was looking at her again and started to feel her up. At that point she had issues. She protested and tried to get free of his touch unable to be tolerate of this.

(no worries )

Sarra tensed when Ethan entered, her heart beginning to race as she closed her eyes, half expecting him to snap at her. After all, she was remembering the anger from the night before and that was all that running through her mind now. She was silent as she reached out to stir the stew that was nearly finished. She swallowed the lump in her throat, her stomach twisting as she stared down at her feet now. "I was hoping I could return, to see if there was anything I could salvage," she murmured, hoping he would agree. She was hoping that she could, just because she wanted to help comfort her people and she knew things from back home would help that.

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Syn had been completely attached to the woman that had been dancing on him and yet, when a wave of emotion hit him, his head shot up, eyes narrowed as he sought out Tasha. And his eyes caught her... and the demon that was touching what was his. He understood well enough what was going on and he had claimed Tasha first, she was his. No one else. He let out a growl and raced forward, his hand shooting out and just like that, the demon was flung backward and Tasha was standing alone. His attention wasn't on the demon however, his eyes narrowed as he reached the demon and his hand was focused on the demon's throat, slowly starting to choke him out. "Touch what is mine again, and you'll burn," he hissed through gritted teeth, daring the man to dare say anything against him.

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Ethan was tired at this moment. He was going to snap at her soon. He was just working his way up to it. Hearing her question he said, "Why would I ever let you do a thing like that after last night?" He asked her. He growled at her and now was upset again. "You're getting it tonight." He frowned at her and clenched his fists remembering last night. He ran a hand throughout his hair. He then slapped her unable to contain himself.

Tasha looked up feeling herself back on her feet. She blinked watched Syn get angry at the demon and simply watched curiously. The demon looked up at him frighteningly. He nodded simply and said, "Yes." Tasha bit her lip watching still trying to make the feeling of his touch get off of her skin. She was disgusted by that. She was just not in the mood for any of this. She simply wanted to sleep. She yawned to herself. She looked back at him and frowned softly.

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"My people deserve some comfort, in this new... way of living," she answered back quietly, her eyes downcast. Sarra tensed at his words, only to try and back further away from him and yet, she was prevented from moving more than a few paces because of the chain. Sarra yelped as she was slapped and shook her head rapidly, trying to duck away from him, but there was only so far that she could go because she was chained. Sarra closed her eyes and simply wished that it would all go away. She would open her eyes and she would would be back home. That hadn't worked, yet.

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"Go back to the cabin," Syn growled through gritted teeth, hoping that Tasha would understand that was meant for her. The moment she turned to walk away was when he truly released his anger and he didn't return to the cabin until nearly an hour later, blood dripping from his form. Luckily enough, it wasn't his. He was unhurt, a smirk on his lips as he remembered the previous hour's events. He moved to the sink in thekitchen and he began to clean himself off, before glancing to the girl in the corner. "That wasn't meant to happen, I do apologise," he muttered before turning away from her again.

"Why in the hell would I do you a favor if you can't do me one?" He asked her bewildered by this. He heard her yelp when he slapped her and hit her again and said, "Next time, I won't be so light." He had picked her up by her throat. He dropped her and went to go find his mother to see how Jake was doing. His whole body was rigid with tensness. He growled to himself unable to help it.

Hearing Syn and the way he growled, she simply went back to the cabin and laid down on the floor softly. She didn't cry, nor did she show the saddness that she felt. She just hoped her baby brother and her dad were alright. That's all that she wanted. She didn't pray, realizing this wasn't a place of prayers and would not do that. She was curled into a ball on the floor staring off into space when he came back in. Hearing him, she simply nodded and murmured, "It's fine." She closed her eyes and curled further into a ball and tried to ignore the feelings she was having. She didn't want to feel sad, but she just couldn't help it.

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Sarra gasped as she was slapped again, flinching when he spoke. She closed her eyes and seemed to curl in on herself, her shoulders curved inward in some sort of attempt to protect herself. Her eyes shot open as she was lifted off of the ground by her throat, shaking as she tried to pry his fingers from her throat. That was useless though and when she was dropped to the ground, she gasped for air, holding her throat. Tears were steadily falling, shaking as she waited for Ethan to leave. When he did, she forced herself to calm down enough to focus on the stew. When she finished with it, she removed it from the fire and began to sip at the food. Not sure what to do with it, she decided to place the stew in what appeared to be a small container. She wasn't used to any of their goods, everything was drastically different.

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Syn was still angry as all hell, that was obvious. As he finished up cleaning up the blood on his body, he turned to pull a kit out from the pile of things in the corner. He was silent as he moved and quickly, his fingers moved to stitch the wound in his side. While most things healed at a rapid rate, certain weapons forged in Hell meant that the wounds healed at a regular rate. Turning to her, he frowned as he moved to pick her up from the floor and move her over to the bed. "You didn't eat at the party, did you?" He asked, a frown on his lips as he looked down to her with a small frown.

Ethan growled as he left, not caring at this point. All he cared about anymore was his mother and his brother. He went and held Jake's hand hearing him talk to him. He felt him pass and closed his eyes seeing a smile on his face. He went on a run and finally broke down, not caring if the pack heard his grieving. He was hurt that his brother was dead. He eventually was just numb and left the woods and to his teepee. He saw Sarra and his anger got the better of him. He threw her across the room and beat her a little bit before laying down on his bed. He stared at the wall and then sighed getting her a pillow, a blanket, and a change of clothes. He tossed them on the ground before staring at the wall again, silent tears falling.

Tasha didn't watch him stitch himself up, she simply closed her eyes wanting this night to be over already. Feeling him pick her up, she blinked feeling him set her on the bed. She tensed already and heard him, shaking her head. "No." She mumbled. She wasn't hungry as it was. She noticed the frown and was wondering why he even cared. Her thoughts went back to the way the demons had treated her people, specifically the women. She noticed he had blood over him, but decided not to comment on that factor.

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Sarra hadn't moved from her spot on the ground once she had finished putting the stew away. She simply sat there and stared at the ground, feeding the fire when it was necessary so that the fire wouldn't die. She had never learned how to make one and so, she didn't think that Ethan would be too pleased to come back to an empty teepee. Tensing when he came back, she let out a cry as she was tossed across the room - like a rag. By the time he seemed to finish with his tirade, she had curled into a tight ball and refused to move from that position. Even when he laid things out for what appeared to be for her, she didn't move, in fear of somehow sparking his anger again. Sarra didn't move, just holding a small cloth to her face to stop her bloody nose (or lip, she wasn't quite sure because they both hurt like hell).

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Syn was a demon, there was certainly no doubt about that but he had learned long ago that a human had several basic needs. And when a human was in your care, no matter how angry you were with them or how little you cared, needed to be met or you would be miserable. And Syn, well, he didn't like being miserable. So when he received his answer, he set about starting to cook a simple chicken soup. He tended to it as he continued to clean himself until he was completely clean again. When he finished, he dished two bowls out and held one out to her. "Eat. Now."

Ethan couldn't help his tears. He didn't make a single sound however. He turned over hiding his face into his pillow, the tears continuing to fall. "He's dead." He simply said to no on in particular. He then pulled the blanket over him and just wanted to disappear. He didn't fall asleep, just laid there tears falling. His mother had been sobbing, and in shock as he had left. He couldn't take her crying so he went for the run then came back here. He sighed softly feeling like the crying was going to make him sick. He coughed between tears, not making any other sounds to indicate that he was crying.

Tasha watched him cook, wondering what he was cooking. She blinked when he handed her a bowl and simply murmured a thank you before slowly eating. She was skinny as all hell and usually only ate fruits and vegetables. She finished up what she could eat and stood up washing her bowl before setting it down in the dish rack. She sat back down pulling her knees to her chest. She set her chin down on her knees and hoped he didn't rape her something of that nature. She just hoped he didn't. She had heard of such things.

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Sarra remained curled up in a ball, unsure of what Ethan would want to her to do. She didn't know whether he would want her to attempt to comfort him (in some sort of way, she wanted to, but she refused to move). She flinched whenever he coughed, her eyes clamping shut each time. She was silent the entire time, not wanting to disrupt him in any way. When he seemed to be asleep, she was hesitant before slowly crawling out of the teepee. She didn't go too far, just sat down a few feet away from the entrance, wanting to enjoy the outside air.

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Syn was silent as he sat down beside her, eating his bowl entire bowl nearly as quickly as it took her to eat half of hers. He was silent, a slight smirk on his features as he glanced toward her. "Don't look so scared," he spoke sarcastically, rolling his eyes at her. He couldn't quite understand why she was so scared - had he not treated her relatively well since he declared her to be his? Shame that she was acting so hostile - it was going to change how he treated her simply because if she thought he was that bad, he should give her a run for her money.

Ethan didn't even want her to know he was in pain. His stomach was bleeding from a wound he had inflicted upon himself while running and refusing to try and sew it up. It would heal, the loss in his heart however, would not. He stared at the wall until he fell asleep, his wound healing faster once the energy he had been using to stay awake, was focused on the healing part of his body. He heard her move, even asleep, and knew she was still outside. He could smell her. He didn't do anything. If she tried to run, he would catch her.

Tasha's hair had fallen down and was now surrounding her soft features, her hair curling into ringlets all the way down her body to the middle of her back. Her hair wasn't as long as her people's, but it was long. Most elves had white or blonde hair, or black. Her's was a nice mahogany color. Hearing his voice, she glanced up, emerald eyes bright and big compared to most people's. She sighed hearing his sarcasm, and simply didn't respond finding it a pain to even begin to try and reply to that. She wasn't quite hostile, nor quite scared. She was simply cautious and worried he might try something sexual. That's why she was not fond of demons. She had heard the rumours and simply hoped her people were okay. She frowned softly down at the floor as her thoughts drifted back to them. She had a little brother whom she was positive had gotten away and was sure he would be king. She smiled softly to herself at the thoughts. Her smile was nice and sweet, unlike how she had been acting.

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When Sarra realised she was outside without somehow getting into trouble, ideas began to spark in her mind. She was reluctant at first but after the first few, Sarra's steps grew more hurried and sloppy. She was tracing the route back to her former village, hoping that she would be able to reach it before someone caught up to her. All she wanted was to be able to bring a few things back - to try and comfort her people that were surely going through just as much, if not worse, things than she was.

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Syn snorted when all she did was glance at him, having to fight off the smirk that was trying to worm its way onto his features. Luckily enough, he was able to. So he was silent as he raised to his feet and made his way over to the small washing basin where he cleaned out his bowl. He moved around, undressing without shame. He didn't quite care one way or another if she stared at him or rushed to cover her eyes from the sight. Pulling on a pair of basketball shorts, wanting to relax, he sighed as he started to boil a small amount of milk. There was never a night he went to sleep without a mug full of hot chocolate.

Sitting beside her on the bed once again, Syn glanced toward her with a raised brow. "Why do you act so scared? I would think I've treated you fairly well compared to what I could have done," he spoke, his voice void of any and all emotion.

Ethan heard her moving, and sighed as he stood up, getting on his shirt once more before following her. He would let her have her damn wishes then she would be punished. They ended up at her village. He grabbed her arm and said, "Get whatever you want, but then you're going to get it for disobeying me." He told her, looking tired and heartbroken. He could still hear his mother sobbing all the way from her village. He just wanted to comfort his mother, but there was no comfort for a broken heart.

Hearing his snort didn't really affect Tasha. Seeing him start to undress, she rolled her eyes before averting them, staring at her hands once more. She didn't care, she had seen it all before, simply because she had a brother just two years younger her. Making him seventeen. She noticed him boiling milk, but simply kept quiet. She then closed her eyes gently before sighing. Hearing him, she shook her head and said, "It's not fear that control my actions, it's simple caution." She said looking back up at him. "That's true, but then again I'm not taking any chances." She murmured softly. She then met his gaze easily, holding herself well for someone in her position.

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