Give Me Love (boyxboy)

Chapter 2

Rayne's POV:

Today was the day. The day I will finally be free.
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I was locked in the basement again. Chained up buck naked. Left hanging after my father's escapades last night. It was the usual stuff.

First he beats me just enough that I can't move and then he straps me either to the table or hangs me by the chains.

Last night he choose the chains so he could use his favorite toy....the whip.

It was a leather whip with very small metal hooks at the end. So it doesn't just hit you, it latches on to you skin and rips through it.

He usually rapes me then or he sends in some of his friends. It is done after a few hours but only if they feel like being nice.
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My father let me out of the basement after a while and demanded for me to go to school. I staggered upstairs into the dimly lit house. My vision was blurry from the beating and the fact that I haven't had a decent meal in about two weeks.

I go over the the corner of the room where there was a bag of clothes and grab a random hoodie and ripped skinny jeans. Next I head to the bathroom where I quickly shower, trying to wash off the dry blood.

Wincing, I dried off and slipped on the too big clothes.

I hurriedly walked out the door and into the bitter cold.

Ughhhhh it is a freaking half hour walk to Marvonville High. Now I have to trudge through the thick snow.
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I walk into the large doors of the crappy high school with my head down and my hood drawn up to cover my face.

Everything was going fine and all till I got pushed from behind causing me to face plant the grubby tiles. I get up on my knees which I found out was a horrible thing to do because the next thing I heard was....

"Oh look everyone, the fag is all ready to blow. Just like the little slut he is."

That was, of course, Michael. The popular football jock who ruled the school with an iron fist.

I ignore the laughter and jabs at my self esteem and go straight to class even though there is still ten minutes till it actually starts.
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Classes passed by quick and boringly. The same old people doing the same old thing. I have no friends to talk to or pass the time with because I am me. A shy, lonely, and depressed kid who will never amount to anything.

As I was walking out of my last class I heard the people in the back discussing something about Satan.

I laughed thinking that they were crazy till heard that word....freedom. Walking over to them I quietly asked what they were talking about. They looked at me, shocked that I was even speaking.

"Um okay. Well there is this website that shows you how to summon demons to use for yourself. Whether it is for good or evil." One of the gothic girls said with a smirk.

"W-what website.....um....is it." I mummbled glancing at the group.

They wrote down the name of the website for me and looked at me oddly. I just dismissed their stares and walked through the snow back to my house.

Right as I got home I searched for my father to find him passed out on the couch. This is great. Now I can use his lap top to look up that site they were talking about.

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I set up everything the way that the website said to do and I felt kind of stupid. There was a huge pentagram drawn on the basement floor with red paint and black candles burning away at each point of the star.

A blood sacrifice from the person summoning had to be made. And that wasn't going to be a problem for me considering that I cut myself nearly everyday.

I got my trusty blade and quickly made a cut over previous scars. The blood immediately started flowing, well if this summoning thing doesn't work I'll just bleed to death.

I laughed at myself. If anyone heard these thoughts of mine they would think I was crazy. Well I might be. Considering what I am doing, I am quite convinced myself.

There was some sort of spell needed to be said and it was in a weird language, like Greek or Latin.
This will most likely not work because it only does in movies but, you know what? I don't fucking care. If it doesnt work then it will be just another dissapointment in my life.

"Bagabi laca bachabe lamc cahi achababe karrelyas cabahagy sabalyos barolas lagoz atha cabyolas samahac et famyolas harrahya" I messed up a few times but when i got the hang of it it was pretty easy to say and it kind of flowed.

At first nothing happened but soon the pentagram started to glow and the ground seemingly vibrated to the rhythm of my words.

The air swoshed around me and the candles blew out because of it. An ominous feeling surrounded my body, closing in around me and making me lightheaded. Lightning-like sparks flew around, their color tinting the chains hanging from the ceiling a light red. I was getting a little scared considering that the sparks looked dangerous.

A figure soon morphed from the middle of the star. Fully black and then changing to a reddish color. It looked like it had spikey wings and a long tail.
The figure finally came into focus and I learned that I did not summon just any demon........I summoned the leader of them all.

A sinister smile on his face was the last thing I saw before everything went black.