Fan Fiction ❯ You Make Me Crazy ❯ Medicine Makes Me Sicker ( Chapter 2 )

“I already said I'm not going to take it.” Malon snarled at Ivo.

 

“How are you going to get better if you don't take the medicine?” Ivo asked, moving closer to her. “You're desperately ill, and you don't even know it. Poor thing.”

 

She bustled away from him. “Guys like you just want to take advantage of women. You know what? You may be one of those guys, but I'm not fucking crazy! I can see right through you!”

 

“Wow, you're even sicker than I thought, babe. Take this right away, and you'll get better.”

 

“You know what that shit does to me.”

 

“Yeah, I do. And I think you should take it.” He snickered as the door opened.

 

“Dad! Thank the goddesses you're here! I-“ Malon stopped as she realized this was not her father.

 

“Hey, bro!” Nego smiled. “Malon, I see you're getting help taking your medicine this morning.”

 

Suno, Nego's twin brother also laughed. “I've got an idea! Why don't we all help her take it?”

 

“Great idea!” Ivo glared at Malon, who looked scared and shocked out of her mind.

 

“She's not looking that well! Let's hurry so she'll feel better!” The twins said happily in unison. It was creepy how often they could say the same exact sentences at the same exact time.

 

Also, when Malon was younger, they often double-teamed her and wrestled her, while touching her in uncomfortable places. They never got in trouble with her dad, though. He thought they were being playful and he knew boys were always immature at that age, anyway. In fact, boys tended to be immature for the majority of their lives.

 

“Please…get away from me!” Malon begged, using a nearby tree to help her stand to her feet. She began to feel a bit dizzy.

 

“Not until you take your medicine!” Ivo, followed by his younger brothers, paced slowly towards her, cornering her into a nearby building. She was stuck.

 

“I'LL TAKE IT! JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE, YOU WORTHLESS BASTARDS!” Malon screeched at the top of her lungs.

 

“If we leave you alone, you probably won't take it.” Ivo howled with laughter. “I think it's best if we help you.”

 

“DAD?! DAAAAAAAAAAAAD!” She pleaded for her father to come to her rescue, but it was no use. He had fallen asleep at the kitchen table in his own coffee, snoring quite loudly.

 

“C'mon, my brothers! The sooner, the better!” Ivo brought his hand up to Malon's face and pounded her head into the wall repeatedly.

 

“S-stop! P-please! HELP!” Malon wailed until her face was soaked with salty tears. She touched her head where it had collided with the wall and she was sure it had a bruise on it, if not a large bump.

 

“Aw, look, the babe's crying! Maybe if we give her the medicine, she'll stop.” Ivo forced her to the ground so she was flat on her back. “You two, hold her arms down until I get her to take it.”

 

“NO! NO! STOP IT, YOU ASSHOLES! DAD! DAD! HELP ME!”

 

“Your daddy is asleep, hon. He can't hear you. And he certainly can't understand fucked- up-in-the-head chicks such as yourself. You may not have the brains, but you've got the body and overall looks.” He lifted up her dress and tickled her stomach.

 

Malon tried not to laugh, but she did. All three boys knew she was very ticklish, especially on her stomach. “I…have…brains…you…fucking…idiot! HAHAHAHA!” Her laughter became louder as he tickled harder and more relentlessly.

 

“I think not. If you did, your dad wouldn't have hired us in the first place. It wasn't just because Ingo suddenly disappeared, you know. He knew you were incapable of working on the farm, and you needed to be taken care of.” He began to slide his hands upwards towards her chest.

 

“STOP THAT NOW, YOU PERVERT!” She tried to scream again, but Ivo clasped his hand to her mouth and squeezed one of her breasts until he knew she was begging for mercy through the pain. Her breasts were very soft and sensitive.

 

“Oh, sorry. Does that hurt? This dress must be too tight on you. It always seems to be squeezing your gorgeous knockers so hard. Shall we take it off?”

 

Malon shouted more, but his hand covered her mouth even tighter now. Her voice was almost completely muffled, so she couldn't be heard that well.

 

“What's that? We should? You heard the lady, boys. Let's get her out of this dress.”

 

Ivo tossed a pocket knife to one of the twins and watched her clothing get torn until he could easily rip away the rest of the dress from her body. “Now isn't that better?”

 

She broke into tears again, and through adrenaline, managed to slip out from under the twins' restraining grasp. Then she swiftly attempted to smack her foot into Ivo's face, but he quickly dodged it. “You've…done…enough.”

 

“You still seem to be…uncomfortable. Is it the bra and panties? I think so.”

 

“N-no…NO!”

 

“No? Too bad, babe. I think I'd rather have them off…to see what you're hiding.”

 

Malon managed to weakly kick Ivo in the leg, and sprinted towards the corral to lock the gate from the inside, where they couldn't get her. But she felt her heart beat harder, and she fell to her knees, noticing how the world around her spun faster and darkened. She watched them run towards her. They were all blurry and out of focus, but she could see that they were less than ten feet away from her now. She swayed and felt herself sink lower to the ground.

 

“You're crazier than I thought! Maybe it'd be easier if we let this shitty potion take its course so we'll have an easier time.” Ivo stroked the glass bottle as if he was petting a delicate kitten.

 

“Easier time? Doing…what?” Malon managed to say through her vertigo.

 

“You'll see.” He clutched her throat and made sure to gag her so she'd be coerced to open her mouth. Nego restrained her arms while Suno kept her legs still.

 

She felt too weak to fight them off her body, so she just concentrated on keeping her mouth closed. Somehow, a horrible taste made of some kind of liquid flooded her mouth. “Ugh! That taste!” Her words sounded garbled through the liquid. She tried swallowing to get rid of it.

 

“The taste of success, you mean.”

 

“OH FUCK! NO!” Malon comprehended what she had just done.

 

“We've done it, boys! We got her to take it! Now for our reward…”

 

“My dad won't pay you shit for making me take it, you know.”

 

“Pay? As in Rupees? I'm looking for something else…”

 

“What?” but before Malon could make a final escape attempt, she felt herself grow dizzier and feebler as she drifted into nothingness.