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!


4. Run


I woke up in the middle of the night, I could hear a sound like someone was really drunk and couldn’t walk properly. There were crashing sounds and small talk drifting to my room. The talk didn’t give much sense, so I just blocked them out; I was really good at blocking things out. I have done that my whole life. Each time my mother hit me; I would just make a cocoon around myself and then disappear. That was the only thing that saved me for all this time.  

I took one look around my room, I don’t even know why; it was all white and without any hint of personality. There weren’t any pictures of family or anything, just bare white wall. I wished that I could put something up, to show that I had a life, but that would be a lie.

Then my door suddenly opened and my mom came in, she sometimes does that just to scream and maybe hit me, but this time was different. I could see something behind her, a figure that was big and it looked like he couldn’t stand properly without holding on to something. I could feel how the fear began to shake my body; I was trembling, shaking so much that I couldn’t make myself move. I couldn’t believe my own ears, when my mother started to speak:

“So? If you take him once or twice a week, then we’re clear? Then everything is alright?”

“Yeah sure; if he pleases me enough, if he doesn’t you still have to pay me the 50 grand! Are WE clear?”

His voice was gravely like he hadn’t been talking for a long time; his face was scared by…                   I suddenly saw shocked that it wasn’t scars, but tattoos all over his face. Small lines in a spider-like net over one of his cheeks that spelled the word “Собаки “, I didn’t know what that meant. While I was thinking all that, they were talking and know I wished I had heard what they had said. Because now he looked at me with lust and hunger in his eyes, like he finally got what he wanted.

“I’ll be going then, enjoy yourself! But don’t damage him too much”

My mom said that just before she went out the door and out of my life, she just left me there. With a man trying to use me for his own benefit, to use and just use me, but feeling my so called mother just leaving me wasn’t the worst. She was actually using me to pay some sort of depth with that man, I was her plan B.

“Now be good boy and stay still, it’s just gonna hurt even more” He suddenly laughed cold and evil which got my inside to twist painfully. All I could think of was that I wanted to get away. I wanted to run as fast as I could, away from that thing that was trying to hurt me, but I couldn’t move at all. All I could do was screaming inside of my head, that Paul had to save me. I don’t know why I was thinking like that, but I just needed him more than anything or anyone.

The man slowly approached me, while he was taking of his pants. I was begging him not to touch me, not to hurt me, but he just kept on going. Saying that if I pleased him enough he would make my life easier, but I didn’t believe him of course.  His thick voice hoarse with his accent filled the room uncomfortably. “Such a beautiful boy, gonna make my day worth living. Just look at those beautiful mesmerizing eyes, blue as the sea or the sky. That fine silken cream colored skin.”

He licked his lips, his eyes full of lust. Suddenly had he both of my legs in his hands, I tried to jerk away, but I just couldn’t. I screamed, trying anything to get him of me. “Paul! Help me! Please help me!”

“Haha! Are you trying to get your boyfriend to save you? It’s not gonna happen”

Then he started hitting me. The first hit landed on my cheek, the other ones my ribs and stomach. He suddenly slammed his fist just above my heart, the pain spread like fire through me. Luckily I was knocked unconscious.

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