Who was he?
Where is he now?
Is he under my bed?
Or is he waiting for me outside?
Why me?
Who is he?
I have been like that for as long as I could remember.
The first time he appeared in my life was when I was ten, but to be honest I think he has always been around from even befor that.
I started calling him the man of the night because when I was young he would always appear at night he would often sleep next to me and cuddle with me.
It was eery and wierd but I couldn't do anything, my parents never believed and at the age of 13 they abandoned me because they started thinking that I was mad and had lost my mind.
I was then sent to an orphanage that I didn't last long in, once I was sent there someone immediately adopted me.
It was an old man with a nice and expensive looking suit he took me in and on our way to his house,he had informed me that he wasn't the man who adopted me but someone else that I would hopefully meet later.
When we reached our destination, there was a huge place with huge gardens surrounding it and a white funten with............... A masked well built man?
Anyways, I was then guided in, shown my room, where everything is at and was then left alone in this huge place, that old man would rarely talk to me he would only serve me and fulfill my wantings and that's it.
But he wasn't the only one here other than me, there were often big groups of people that come and go, they would often come and have long meetings and would often leave super late at night.
All of them leave except for one masked man, I recognized him from that wierd funten out side.
He never talked to me or even sat next to me, sometimes when iam sitting peacefully i would look around and then my eyes would land on him standing in a corner and watching, that sent shivers down my spine and I would often go running to my room.
Later on I started waking every morning with unbearable pain all over my body, I would try to get up but it's like am flouting, I can't feel my legs,my clothes would either be changed into new ones or put on but up side down or just super wrinkley, there would often be bruises and visible bits and hickeys everywhere.
I never got any severe injuries, it's as if the person who was useing me didn't want to hurt me but just wanted.......... Pleasur, yeah the marks and bruises all gesture to that some did it to me, but the question was how didn't I wake up.
Who is it?
And why wouldn't he/she face me?
Why does he or she do it almost every single day, I couldn't even escape at this point.
I tried once, and after they caught me the guards around the house increased and the security increased.
It was like I was the male version of repunzel minus the long hair and the fact that iam trapped in a mantion not a long ass tower.
"Mr grumpled, can....... Can I ask you a question" I asked the old man who I told you earlier about.
"yes my son" he said with a smile, me and him became kind of friends at some point keeping each other company in this house hold
"I have been living here for years and years and never got to know who was that man under the mask who is often wondering around" I said ,Mr grumpled frowned a bit befor answering with a cold face "it's master, son, the man who adopted you"
"wait, what? Your telling me that now after all those years that he was was the man who dopted me" I asked with a kida shocked tone
"well you never asked me until today" he chuckled, his conferting smile replacing that frown he had.
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"master, I think he is ready to see you" grumpled said, they were in a kind of dark office, that man with the mask was sitting on a big black desk. And grumpled was standing in front of the desk
"you think so"the masked man asked with a deep voice.
" yes Master, it's been years since we took him and I think it's time "the man said looking at his master with beady eyes, he loved the boy and wanted him to finally know what was up and who took him in and more importantly who was doing that to him.
" well if you say so "the man said then raised his hand slowly landing them on his masked face and pulled it of.
Well. Well. Well ama leave it like that if ,and I say if you want me to finish this let me know imthe comments and stop being a silent reader .
Part 2. ??
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