𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐘 ━━ ❛ is this lost boy prepared
to see what's to come for him? ❜
IN WHICH - Blake Wesley finds his way home after going missing, but when arriving back it didn't feel the same as before- a safe space...
✶ ━━━ CHAPTER TWO. 【 02. 】unknown identity. ❝ Okay- its okay, just look at me, okay? ❞
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DURING ALL THAT TIME BLAKE WAS TORTURED, with something that can kill a heretic. Scars were left all over his body not healing due to the spell on the object to not heal the wound that is placed with the object.
The older he got the more pain he experienced. He had no idea why they were doing this to him. He was always looking at the door to expect certain people, but slowly lost Hope over the years.
He wanted to give up but something or people wanted him to survive, he wanted to get back to his friends, the school, see there faces.
Blake had no idea how long it had been, he lost track of time, he sighed and sniffled looking down to the floor seeing all the dried up blood that gathered over the course of time, he then moved his arm to relieve it and his chain raddled making him look at it and see it become loose so he pulled on it more and once it broke he did the same to the other.
The door slammed open and he ran past whoever was right there not looking back then turned a corner and instantly stopped taking in a shaky breath, he felt a sharp pain to his abdomen and looked down to see a knife covered in his blood, trailing from the arm up to the face of his stabber,
"Hmm, I guess this will happen a bit earlier than expected." He said with a menace voice as he smiled, Blake tried to remember what he looked like, only seeing his weird shaped face and curly hair, the guy then put his hand on Blake's shoulder bringing him in a hug only to deepen the stab, making Blake start to choke on the blood that now came from his mouth.
The guy patted his back and released him taking the knife out and Blake fell to the floor and bled out, hoping he'll wake up from this never-ending nightmare, but once he closed his eyes all he saw was darkness.
He then woke up with a burning sensation in his throat and a gasp of air, he looked around frantically and seen he was in the same room he ran from, then a noise came from behind him, he turned and seen that one of the guards threw him a blood bag, he grabbed it and his veins as well as fangs came out and he drank it, None of the scars healed, and the one he recently received now turned into a scar matching all his other ones.
When finished with his blood bag, he didn't seem all that satisfied, so from his spot he slowly turned his head to the side looking at the guard, and even he knew what was about to happen and before the guard could leave, Blake sped toward him and grabbed his hair craning his head to the side and hearing the pulsing nerves and blood flow through his neck and he drank until the guards body fell only leaving the head still in Blake's hand.
He ran once again tearing through the people he had no idea about and took off into the woods, But after all these years inside, the sun nearly blinded him and he covered his eyes instantly as he felt the burn, especially now that all his senses were amplified.
Then after a while he got used to it and ran through the woods continuing until he found a place, someone, a town, just anyone to help him.
After a while he felt his bloodlust come back and found a gas station with people inside. He then saw a black SUV pull up. He sensed some kind of aura from the car but continued to eat the people in the shop.
Then two people came busting in a man and oddly familiar auburn haired girl, The Man looked more rememberable but he couldn't put a name to the face, He dropped the body and looked at them, "I don't want to hurt you, okay just let us help you, can you do that?" Alaric asked holding his crossbow. Blake looked up with furrowed eyebrows and eyed him with a slight tilt head.
His eyes became blurry because he recognized the voice, "Dr saltzman?" Blake said with tears welling up more as he realized who it was and could've possibly hurt,
Dr saltzman looked to the girl confused and she shrugged, so he turned back to Blake and readjusted his crossbow, "Yes, how do you know my name?" He asked, Blake struggled to speak, so he swallowed the knot in his throat,
"It's me." He paused for a moment holding back a sob. "It's me Blake." he now had tears falling then he started panting, he tried to wipe the tears from his eyes but looked down at himself to see all the blood on him, "I- I- I'm sorry, I'm sorry I couldn't stop I tried to but couldn't, what's wrong with me, I thought I could control it but I couldn't, I- I tried." He rambled out and tried to wipe the blood off his hands rapidly on his shirt but it didn't take,
"Okay- its okay, just look at me, okay?" Hope said- But blake put his head down and shook his head not wanting them to see the blood all over his face and continued to his hands, "Hey, hey look at me." She continued, grabbing a hold of his hands and he slowly lifted his head to see her looking at him, "Your gonna be just fine okay, okay." Hope said trying not to cry herself because she finally reunites with her lost friend. She then hugs him and he takes a couple seconds hesitating before hugging her back, taking in her scent,
His veins and fangs were still out, so he let go of her and she had her hands behind his neck then she moved them to both his cheeks and rub her thumbs to make the veins and fangs disappear making him then start to breathe evenly, "Thank you." blake said with a half-smile and sniffled moving back a bit,
"You're welcome." she said, Alaric then pipped in and took them both to the car and drove back to the school in silence.
Blake had no idea who these people were beside Alaric, He decided to zone out on the chatting and just stared out the window trying to keep his mind off of remembering the awful things that were done to him.
Hope and him would occasionally make eye contact looking through the rear view mirror, He would give her a small smile before breaking the contact.
Hope on the other hand never wanted to break the contact, she was hurt seeing the scars on him, she was hurt seeing him crying. Missing the big smile he always had when they would greet each other. The conversations they had, the fun.
When she look into his eyes then, she saw a bright light gleam in his eyes but now it was, it was like she saw no light, just darkness, pain, loneliness, he was a completely different person.
But it didn't matter because everyone's changed at school especially them both.
