A Bought Boyfriend (USUK)

Chapter 8: A House

Matthew felt his heart beat faster as the door shifted closed, back bleeding and oozing the blood he owned between the whipped cracks. He sucked in a breath, sweat slipping down his forehead, slightly stained with blood on the left side of the forehead. He wondered what was happening back home, back with his family.

Sure, he missed the polar bear he loved very much. He missed the fluffy companions soft touch that quickly cheered him up when he fell when he was little. Matthew also missed his brother too. Even though the younger was a lot more boisterous and light-hearted than him, it felt like his other half was missing.

He bit his lip, keeping his violet eyes trained to the dark floor illuminated by the little sliver of light through the small tweak on the ceiling. What was wrong with him? Why couldn't he just suck it up and fend for himself like his brother could easily do? His head twitched up at the door creaking open, wincing as blood trickled down the corner of his mouth. seeing the short blonde haired girl standing there. Matthew couldn't help but feel a hint of hope hit his heart, finding the tall girl pressing a washcloth to his head.

"Your condition is getting worse..." Her accent purred softly, almost as if soothing him through the pain he was suffering. "I'll try to get her to stop it, Matthew... I didn't want this war, neither would've Ivan..." She ran her fingers through his rough, sticky locks with one hand. Irunya sighed, standing up, putting gauze around the bare torso.

"Irunya..." Matthew managed to choke out, forcing his head to look up at her crystal blue eyes, violet ones meeting hers. This of course shocked the princess, fore this was the first time he had ever spoken to her. "Why? If you don't want to..." He coughed again, blood sputtering across the floor beneath him.

"I would help you... I would..." Irunya suddenly felt a pang of guilt hit that soft heart behind all that mess she was emotionally throwing at. Maybe he was right. The Ainruian girl imagined what his family was like right now. In a panic, plastering his face everywhere, throwing off the course of the country's flow. She wondered if they felt like she had when Ivan had been assassinated.

The memory was coming back as if it had just happened. Sitting in the back seat of a 2074 carriage, her sister, brother, and her had been waving and greeting their country to celebrate the coronation of herself. They had taken a turn on the corner of the road that was unplanned, and that was it. A gun was shot into her brother's chest right next to her.

The shock on Ivan's face was nearly tear worthy, and he collapsed. It was all right there, as she sat in shock, Natalia screaming for someone to do something. The yellow of his new shirt was being stained as he forced his head to turn towards his sister. That's when she knew it. He wasn't going to survive.

"I-Iru..." Ivan begged the pet name he gave his sister. "Take care of the country... Do it for me... Promise..." He begged, choking on his own blood, going cold. Irunya's body told her to shake her head no, tell him the truth that she wasn't ready, but her mind complied with what Ivan said, nodding as the tears fell down her cheeks.

"I-I love you, sunflower..." Irunya hugged her brother, not caring he had taken his last breath moments ago and was limp in her arms. "I-I'm so sorry..." She mouthed, her brother being pulled away as Natalia ran to her for comfort, sobbing hysterically and erratically.

"We have to hurry." Irunya snapped back to reality, rubbing the tears away from her cheeks. "We have to run, and do it now, or else we can't ever..." She spoke, unlocking the chains that held him to the wall. She helped him up, pulling him through the almost empty grounds by the blood stained wrist.

The pair found themselves at a high gate, helping him up and soon following. "Matthew!" She called the Amin to attention. "We have to hurry! It's a lightning powered fence!" The princess yanked him along, trying to get him to be there with her to escape.

A burst of strength hit Matt, and he was climbing faster than ever because he knew it would be here soon; Natalia would be there. His body wearily flung itself over the side, holding his arms open to catch the woman scared to jump.

"Irunya, I know you can do it! I'll catch you!" Matthew yelled, hearing distant voices talking. His heart slammed in his chest as he jumped right into his arms, quickly getting down and pulling him the other way.

The pairs hearts slowed to a steady rhythm as they had gone another way, arriving at a place Matthew didn't even know existed. It was a funny looking home; it was a square, tree made structure with a triangle on top, with weird colors chipping from the oak made house. It had squares on it, made of glass and on the inside, it held white colored oak pieces, Matthew assumed. Not to mention the weeds in the yard, and the bugs that crawled everywhere across and on it. Irunya guided him without contact now, walking inside to find funny couches and things splayed everywhere. As she closed the door, he realized what this was; a house.

Matthew had only ever heard of houses through childhood books and pictures they had given briefly in his high school courses on the ages before and what they uncovered about life before the Great War. Irunya spun, flopping down on the couch, wincing as it creaked at the sudden weight it hadn't accompanied recently before.

Matthew watched as she drifted to sleep, thinking she looked stunning when calm and not sobbing her eyes out. She was content, and he was slowly loving the view. Leaning down, he whispered in her ear. "Sleep peacefully... Because now we are free from the spider's death trap."