the end (boyxboy) (on hold)

you don't know me

    David grabbed my forearm and practically dragged me to the car as while I was frozen. Once in the car, I got my senses back and glanced at David.

"Why would you care anyways. I'm a kid. Just a kid. Just like the many ones out there. Why did a rich person decide to try and save a poor kid?" I asked

  David just sighed and started the car. I felt around my arm as he drove. There were many bumps on it from bruises to cuts. I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes and left them closed for a very long while because David probably thought I was asleep as he said

"Because I've tried killing myself before."

     That gave me a big shock. But I kept my eyes closed and pretended to sleep because I didn't want him to feel embarrassed cause then that would just make things awkward. I eventually did fall asleep because when I opened my eyes David was carrying me in his arms through a very large house.

    I tried moving. Big mistake. My muscles were already sore so I let out a groan. He looked down at me then back up and set mW down on a bed. "It's my guest bedroom. Sleep in here. No arguments." He stayed before walking out.

   I sag up in the bed and glanced around. It was dark but I could see one window above the white bed and a night stand. There was also a wooded dresser to the right side and a door, to what I'm guessing is the restroom, to the left. The door to the hallways was across the bed. I knew that because its the door David walked out of.

    I lied back down, under the white puffy covers and shared at the ceiling before drifting back to sleep.

    When I woke up, there was a boy about two years older than me, screaming at me to get out of his bed.

"Your bed?" I asked "typical rich snob. Thinks everything is theirs." I said aloud.

The man look like David but younger and angrier.

"Yes my bed you peasant! Get off I don't need your oil rubbing off all over it!" He yelled.

   I grabbed a pillow and rubbed my face against it, ignoring the pain, just to piss him off.

He grunted in annoyance and hollered "DAD!"

I rolled my eyes. "Of course you'd call your dad. Little rich boy to pampered he can't even stand up for himself? Gets his dad to do it for him?" I baby talked.

He raised a fist and I immediately curled up, covering my face and getting ready for the blow. But it never came.

   I hesitantly looked up only to see David holding onto the boys wrist.

"Kevin!" He hollered at the boy.

The boy, I'm assuming is Kevin, began whining "he was back talking!"

"You do the same thing! You don't hit people Kevin! I've raised you better!" David retorted.

   I slowly sat up "your a dad? And I thought you said this was a guest bedroom.." I said

   "DONT try to act innocent you oily rat!" Kevid hollered, yanking his wrist away from David.

"I wasn't you pampered shit" I said looking straight into Kevin's brown eyes.

   He let out a growling sound then David groaned and hit kevin in the back of the neck with his palm. "Enough Kevin" David snapped "your always out, you never even sleep in your room. So shuy the hell up with your complaining. This boys been through enough as it is. Go downstairs for breakfast."

   Kevin stormed out the room and I was left with David. "You can go shower I'll have Kevin give you some of his clothes to wear" he said before leaving. I nodded and smiled to myself deviously. Time to annoy little rich pampered boy. I don't care if he's taller or older than me. This will me fun.