King of the revolution (boyxboyxboy)

(33) The princes fall

"I will be the last thing on your mind, if I so have to force it"

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"Get them!"

Dion crashes back to reality only one minute after his reunion with the two boys. The doors fly open and dozens of guards burst into the huge ballroom. Their footsteps echo as they run on the fancy marble floor, Dion still sitting in the center engulfed by Allan and Jakes arms. Dion closes his eyes.

All his life he has known that his father is dangerous. Dion has been scared of him, tried to impress him. He looked past everything that was important to himself and only focused on making his father happy. It was only way to survive at the time. He thought he was doing the only thing that he could. But after meeting Allan and Jake, it has become clear to him that millions of other paths exist. But he didn't lose his wit just because of them.

Dion knows that even though the world offers millions of different paths, only a select few of them will result in a happy ending. As the cold marble floor feels harsh underneath him, and the warm chests of his crushes protects him, Dion knows that this is the moment. This is the moment when he is forced to choose between two paths, and forced to survive in the choice that he makes. Allan and Jake, the two people that he loves and cherishes. The only two people that he wishes could stay by his side no matter what choice he makes. But he knows they can't, which is why he must make that decision.

It's quite obvious he has chosen their side.

When the guards are only a few meters away, Dion raises his head from their chest. Their teary eyes meet his in a worried gaze. Dion smiles comfortingly, although it has a sad twist. Their last moment in peace is bittersweet.

"Don't fight back, I'm sorry"

Are the last few words that Dion mutters to Allan and Jake. Right then several guards reach their side and begin pulling them apart. Allan and Jake fight back and injure many of them, but finally the matter is settled when the guards threaten to shoot with their dangerous weapons. Reluctantly the two boyfriends let themselves be held captive by the guards, aggressively thrashing around every now and then. The guards barely move a muscle. They must be Derix's most trustworthy people, because they don't seem to have much remorse.

Dion is also held by two big guards in black suits. He doesn't resist like his two crushes, instead opting to look at them for comfort. He knows that any second now the drama will begin. Expensive shoes click calmly against the marble floor as a regal man approaches them from behind. Dion can only watch Allan and Jake scowl as they spot the man they've been trying to kill for years now. Shivers run down his spine as he anticipates what his father will do to him now.

The grayish black haired man slowly comes to his view. He is wearing a simple blue uniform, decorated with the usual king b*llshit that he has assigned himself. Derix easily towers over his son, his dangerous eyes barely meeting Dions. And so that short moment passes, as Derix walks past Dion and towards Allan and Jake instead. For a moment Dion fears the worst. He stares at the three people in front of him with desperate and fearful eyes, scared about what will happen next. The guards holding him notice him tense up and hold on tighter.

Jake has to physically restrain himself from violently breaking out of the guards grip. In just a matter of seconds their plan has backfired, leaving them to be captured in front of the king himself. Their common crush is being held just a few meters away from their own eyes, looking at them desperately. Jake knows that if he tries anything now a bullet will be placed through his head. He has to stay calm. Allan can't help but look down to control his anger, feeling the strong emotions radiate from his own boyfriend.