Damn to hell!

When every women trows themselves at your feet, you feel happy and content. Then one they you see a boy walking and you catch his eyes and everything is suddenly only him, what do you do? Fight it or embrace it.

This is a slash story, meaning boy+boy, dont like dont read!

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5. Anger

Paul:

I woke to voices filled with concern. I suddenly sat straight up, but almost screamed in pain when a pain bloomed from a spot just above my heart. I shook my head to see the people around me more clearly, the voices still unclear.  They were talking about something, maybe something important. I didn’t know. I just knew that it didn’t matter. Didn’t matter at all. Thoughts began to surface, like they were hidden way back in my mind. Then they screamed at me.

“My boy“

“In danger“

“I have to save him“

Those thoughts just twirled around in my head like a frigging hurricane, but they were the only thing that mattered. I bolted upright then everything went black for 2 seconds. I felt hands holding me still so I wouldn’t fall flat on my ass.

“Paul? Man! Are you okay? You scared the shit out of us!”

Embry’s voice was way too loud. I looked around to see everyone staring at me, their human eyes concerned for their brother who apparently looked like shit based on how they looked at me, but what do I care. What I was feeling at that point had my head spinning out of control, the feelings meant everything to me at that point and I just couldn’t focus on all the faces. My legs wouldn’t hold me up when I tried to stand, because they were trembling from the fear that something bad had happened to my boy. “I need to safe him, he’s in danger” They all just looked at me, but they didn’t get it, well maybe Sam did. Jake crouched down at my side and just kept looking at me, something was different about him I just didn’t know what exactly, but the next thing got my heart to beat so fast of happiness and concern for my baby boy and at the same time was the same thing saved my life.

“Now show us where he is!”

His voice commanded me to show him, but I didn’t think much about it. I just leaped up and this time my legs worked perfectly.  

It was the quickest phase I had ever done in my life.

I ran as fast as I could, not even thinking about if the others were with me, I just ran. Trees flashed before my eyes not even regaining their real form before the next tree came.  I could feel the bond between us calling, pulling me to him. There was a small but sharp pain in my back and it travelled lower, but I knew I wasn’t me that was hurting; it was him. The muscles in my legs began to tighten and drawing as much strength as possible so that I could get forward faster. Each step got me to him faster.

The light from his house was clear now, like a shining tower showing me the way. I phased just before I got there, so they wouldn’t start something they shouldn’t. Luckily I always got a pair of shorts tied to my back leg, but it would be so fucking funny looking at their faces when they saw a naked men walking towards them.

At the front porch there was a woman standing with a few men, all with tattoos and things that clearly showed that they were not on the right side of the law. The woman was beautiful; no doubt that she was his mother. She had the same gorgeous blue eyes, but hers was bloodshot and her smell of bad alcohol was stinging in my nose, she was in distress.

A light wonderful smell began to drift around me ensuring me that he was still alive, but it was followed by a sickening smell of blood. A scream got me moving again. My breathing hitched and I could barely think. The rage was filling me up to the brim. I walked towards them, slowly to see if they would do anything. Sure enough; the men took their weapons and pointed them straight at me, but I just kept walking.  When I was close enough I bought my hand up and took a hold on the gun that was closest to me, and brock it in two. The men just stared at me; they all had to look up to look me straight in the eyes.

Suddenly one of them tried to shoot, but before he got that far I had swung my fist straight into his face. The wonderful sound of his nose breaking made me laugh until I could hear a weaseling sound, before a leg hit me in the stomach. There was just one problem with that move, kicking me was like kicking a wall of bricks. He jumped around on one foot screaming in pain, I ended his suffering by hitting him in his stomach. He collapsed and stayed on the ground groaning in pain. The other men had just run away when they saw that they couldn’t do anything. I growled when I saw that his so-called mother was standing, trembling in terror.

“Don’t you ever fucking touch him again or hurt him; if you do I’ll find you and bite your head off!”

I growled at her, something I have never done in my life before. Her face turned white like a sheet of paper before her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell to the ground.

I glance around to see if there are anybody left, than ran upstairs. My heart was bounding, afraid of what I would find in the room, but I knew for sure that I was going to kill that person for hurting him. I heard small whimpers and a voice that begged, hoarse from crying and screaming for help that has finally come.

I bolted right through the door, even if the fucking door was locked. The scene before me got me seeing red. MY BOY was lying with his upper body on his bed; the other half was bare and red with handprints. His face was streaked with tears; one of the sides was red and swollen from a hit. I screamed in anger and grief for my boy that was so unbelievably terrified. The mother-fucking bastard turned around and fucking smiled at me.

“Hey! Boy, is this the idiot you have been screaming for? Too bad he was late, eh?”

My baby screamed again this time because of what that fucker said; he sobbed and couldn’t stop at all.

Then the words finally began to sink into my head.

I was going to kill that piece of shit and I was going to do it slow and brutal, enjoying every single little fucking second.  The bastard looked at me still smiling. He was big about my height, 6.3, but it wasn’t muscles underneath that ugly shirt.

My baby looked so scared and that just pissed me more off, but I wasn’t sure if he was looking at me or that idiot. 

He was suddenly at his feet, way faster than it should have been possible. His fist came flying through the air, but I didn’t move. When it connected with my jaw there was a loud cracking noise. The man screamed in pain, holding his fist close to his body for protection.

“Won’t you take another swing? I dare you”

I was so close to laughing when he took another swing, but this time I caught his hand in mine and squeezed. I could hear the bones cracking.

“I’m going to kill you, you son of a bitch, and you know what?”

Now he looked at me, his face was white and that butt-ugly thing he had on the side of his face was showing clearly now.

“I’m going to enjoy it”

I smiled.

His hand was still in mine, so I pulled him to me. He staggered because his balance was gone. My fist made contact with his gut, he screamed in pain. When he was bent forward in an attempt to protect his stomach I just slammed my knee up in his throat and then he made gurgling sound, like he couldn’t breathe. I didn’t care at all. I just wanted him dead.

He was lying on the floor now, making small noises in pain and agony.

I was ready to jump him, when a small noise reminded me of why I was there at the first place.

My mate was lying completely still on the floor, his body only shaking when a shudder ran through his body. I sat on my knees, reaching for him but he just looked at me with the biggest eyes I had ever seen. He was so frightened and it hurt me so bad that he looked at me that way, that I was the reason for his fear.

“It’s okay; I’m not going to hurt you. I promise”

Trying to reassure him that everything was okay was hard; I just wanted to hold him in my arms. To touch him, feel his small delicate body close to mine and press my lips to his.   I closed my eyes, rubbing my hands over my face trying to think of something to do so he wouldn’t be that scared.

“I’m sorry…… I’m so sorry.. Please forgive me…. Please!”

I kept saying the same thing over and over again; maybe at some point he would listen and forgive me for letting that dog touch him.

Suddenly a motion in the air caught my eye and my baby was in my arms. He was crying hard and clinging to me like I was his lifeline, the only thing holding him up. He had hidden his face in the crock of my neck. I pushed him away, he looked hurt until I began examine him for other bruises. He blushed deep red when I tried to remove his shirt, but it came off eventually. He was sitting on my lab now with no clothes on, his body slowly turning cold. I wrapped his blanket over him and held him close to my body. He shuddered and cried softly, I was afraid that he was still hurting.

“Are you okay? Does it hurt? Please tell me, so that I can help you”

I may have sounded girly and almost scared out of my mind, but dammit I was scared out of my mind. Seeing him there not moving, with eyes big as the moon shining with fear and hopelessness, it tore me apart.

“No I’m fine now that you are here”

I groaned with delight by the words, but I noticed that his voice was hoarse and the anger began again to flow through my very core. No one should dare laying a finger on my mate, my other half. He snuggled closer to me and sighed in relieve.

“What’s your name?”

He looked me with those fantastic blue eyes brimming with tears.

“Aaron… My name is Aaron”

I started slowly rocking him from side to side, getting him to fall asleep which was the best thing at that point. When he was finally sleeping I pressed a kiss to his forehead. I pressed my own forehead to his and began mumbling.

“You’re okay… your safe… I’m going to protect you now; nothing is ever going to happen to you, I promise!”

I stood up slowly so that I didn’t wake him up and took him with me downstairs were I could hear the others.

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