Many Are The Crimes

[LuLu]

My heart was pounding..."Bassorav maybe I should go...I don't want to be a burden."

[LuLu]

My hands touched my chest. I could feel my heart beating...."I mean, you're tired and you should rest."...I smile at him

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Yes I think I am tired, tired of many things."
He replies.

"This is your only chance to be with me. And I am the great leader of the revolution. I think most women would be flattered by it all. But if you want to go, you can go. People can leave me. I am strong enough to take it."

Bassarov tries to clench his fist but can not, he is tense and tired. He runs his hand through his hair and looks at the young rebel who seems confused by it all.

[LuLu]

I look at him..."Maybe I could stay....you look like you could need a friend to talk to."..I smile at him.

[Valodya Bassarov]

"A friend to talk to? I could tell you what I need."
Bassarov laughs.

"Lulu, I am going to get some rest, why don't you keep me company. You seem like a nice young woman."

He starts to back towards his room.

[LuLu]

I follow him and laugh..."You make it sound like you care about me."

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Is that how I make it sound?" Bassarov laughs.

He takes her by the hand and pulls her into his room, slamming the door. He leans the poor girl against the door, and kisses her down her neck and chest.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

The hard walk turns into a jog, which eventually turns into a sprint, and before I know it, I'm on the outskirts of Helsinki, tears streaming down both sides of my face.

I run for another several miles before I eventually collapse from exhaustion. I curl up in the middle of the road in the fetal position, my hands tearing out my hair, banging my head on my knees.

I try to gather myself, and crawl over to the sidewalk, sitting myself up on a curb. Images of Bassarov and Zero flash through my mind, taunting me. My rage starts to boil over.

I stand up, and start running again, and run into the woods. I stop at the foot of a tree, and grab a large branch that had fallen. I slam it repeatedly against the tree until the branch is nothing but splinters, then punch it until the bones showed through the crimson clots. All pain is numbed.

I rest my head upon the tree, and look down. A small trail of blood followed from where my hands once were, all the way down to the grass. I collapse, head resting against the tree.

[LuLu]

I blush and move away..."Bassorav, I'm 16 you're older than me...And besides that why are you doing this?"

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Communists don't believe in those age rules..."

But then he backs away. He stares at her for a moment, and though he is angry, he still has a shred of sense.
He grips her arms lightly.

"Aren't you the one who followed me in here? Well, you are free to go."

[Lysander Josef Bassarov]

I wake up, and fall off the couch. I hear some comotion in my dads room. I go up to the door and knock.

"You okay in there Dad?"

[LuLu]

I look away and blush..."I want to stay...I have no where else to go."

[Valodya Bassarov]

"I'm busy Lysander, Go away." Bassarov yells.

He wraps his arms around the young rebel and whispers in her ear...

"Then you can just stay here. There is nothing to be afraid of. I won't hurt you..."
He kisses her shoulder.
"Does that hurt? No..."
He kisses the back of her neck.
"It feels good doesn't it..."

[Lysander Josef Bassarov]

"Oh, I got it...Hey Zero, hows it going? Having fun dad...hehe"

I think my new pastime will be anoying dad....

[LuLu]

I close my eyes......."...You promise not to hurt me?"