L0ve me Chr0nica11y /// boyxboy/yaoi

Ch.2 /// His plaything

The next two weeks were probably the weirdest of all time I knew Adonis. Simply, because he was acting kind out of nowhere, without any explanation. It seemed unnatural and I couldn't understand what had happened, but of course I didn't have the courage to ask him questions about it.
For awhile he only stopped to beat me up everyday. To be exact, he didn't lay a hand on me at all. It confused me, but I guess I was glad and enjoyed those days way too much for worrying about what was up with him.
But this isn't even all. After a few days of nothing, he suddenly started to greet me and try to start conversations.
No, yet I was not stupid enough to just budge and stop ignoring his attempts of talking to me. Still, Adonis didn't give in.
And that's how some time later, he passed a little piece of paper to me inmid of class.
I was full of confusion already, but it didn't get any better when I looked at the sheet.

"Hey Xannie, there's a party tonight. My house. You comin'?"

Xannie. I always hated this nickname. It made me sound weak and the blondie knew it - that's probably the reason of him calling me so.
But he asked me something I thought he'd never and that's how I began to lighten up that spark of hope of him having changed for whatever reason. Naive, I know.
I tensely stared down at the piece of paper inbetween my hands, not daring to look up. I didn't want to see this guys face, didn't want to know if he was mischievously grinning at me and realize that he's just fucking around again, didn't want to know if he was being dead serious either.
I didn't know what to think. He has made my life as miserable as possible the whole time and then invites me to his party.
My mind told me I would be crazy to go there, but maybe everything could be alright? If I say no, would I get beaten up again?
All those years my life had depended on Adonis, not in a good way. It depended on him if my day was going to be bad, or not. It didn't sound believable that for once I had the choice whether to go or not go.

Later, when our lesson were over, I still didn't come to a decision. Lost in thoughts, I was slowly packing my things together as I suddenly noticed someone infront of my table. I carefully lifted up my head, tensing up. Him.
"I didn't get an answer yet" Adonis said with a grin and I quickly looked down, refusing to say something. He then gave a little chuckle as I walked past him and he laid his arm around me, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "Cmon now man, talk to me" he laughed and a few other guy's that apperantly were waiting outside of the classroom joined us.
"Uhm... I'm not sure.." I finally mumbled, quickening my pace, but Adonis steadily held me in his grip. "We would looove to have you with us!" one of the other guys said and Adonis spoke up too again. "I promise it'll be fun"
I grit my teeth. Why wouldn't they leave me alone?
"Fine,.. I'm coming.." I said and forced a tiny smile on my fearful face.
"Great!" the blonde said, clapping his hands together. "Make sure to not be late!"
Without wasting another glance at me, they walked off and I stood there as if a lightning hit me. I couldn't understand what just had happened.

In the early evening that day I was furiously trying to find something neat in my wardrobe. I still couldn't believe I was about to go there. But now that I accepted the invitation, I couldn't just change my mind, right?
With a sigh I stared at my reflection in the mirror. It had been awhile since the last time I wore something nice. The subtle, black longsleeve with turtleneck and a thin necklace covered my body, together with black & white patterned pants and pretty boots. Suprisingly, judging they way I looked, I couldn't help but smile a tiny bit. I haven't been this okay with my appearance in a long time. Even though my hair didn't get any less messy and dark circles were still underlining my tired eyes, I looked fairly good in my outfit.
Maybe this night wasn't going to be as bad as I thought?

That optimism didn't last for too long.
When I stood infront of the big, glamorous house a few streets away from my own home, I felt anxious from head to toes. Why did I decide to go here again? Was it the right decision?
Well, when I rang the doorbell, there was now way back. Now I had to go in.
The door opened and my eyes were greeted by blonde, slicked back hair and a pair of eyes that was practically piercing through my soul.
"Heh, I didn't expect someone like you to try to dress up nicely" Adonis scoffed and led me inside. Huh? Was I overdressed? No, he was dressed even fancier than me. Maybe I was just overthinking? I followed him through the quite full hallway and other rooms. There were way too many people everywhere, but I honestly didn't expect anything different from a 'party' celebrated by Adonis. He was popular. Very popular. It wasn't a big suprise that this was going to be such huge event.
"I'll bring you to the - what shall we call it - VIP-Area, that fine with you dude?"
I nodded silently and gulped. Why did he treat me as if I was special all of sudden?
As we walked, he kept introducing few of the guests to me, so did he when we walked past two specific women. Two women that were making out, quite intensely, to be exact. On a sofa. In clothes that I wasn't sure if it were bikinis or if they were wearing nothing more than lingerie. And it was not the sight of lesbians that irritated me so much, no, it was more of the fact that he was okay with it. The guy that called me disgusting for being gay all those years didn't give a single shit about the two girls basically hooking up in his house and told me their names in the most casual tone possible. He had to be kidding me.
With that, the bad feeling about this whole thing was back again, and I started to regret coming here already.

For a little while, nothing much happened and I have to admit, I relaxed again just a bit. Moodswimgs, huh? Adonis had led me into a cozy room with just a few people and I decided to just listen to their conversations. It was nice actually, even though a few of them gave me strange looks I couldn't classify over and over again. Weird.
"Hey, nerd" I heard some guy say, looking at me and I slightly glanced up. "Say, what's it like being like a lamb to the slaughter?" I narrowed my eyes, confused. A girl laughed. "I'm suprised you even came" -...- "Adonis told us so much about you"
A quite "huh..?" left my mouth and the whole room began to laugh. I tensed up. What were they all on about?
"Aw, don't be mean to the kid" I heard Adonis chuckle, grinning. "Poor boy has no idea yet how fun today is going to be" he said, passing a drink to me. "What's that-?" I mumbled, glancing at the smelly liquid. Probably just alcohol. "Our best drink, you really have to try it" someone said, and with that I took a few sips. I felt like an unnaturally lot of them were watching me, but I didn't think about it any longer.
The conversations proceeded. But the questions directed to me didn't get any less weirder. "Are you a virgin?" someone asked, and I negated. Someone did an impressed whistle.

I did have sex before, but that was a long time ago. With my back then girlfriend Helena. For a long time I thought I didn't like it because of her, but sooner or later I realized it's girls in general. Helena was an amazing person, but still doing all the intimate things with her felt sort of... disgusting to me.

"How was it, kiddo? Did you sleep with a girl?" some female asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. Huh? "Eh.. Obviously" I replied with a nervous laugh. "Pft-"
Someone laughed.
"Not so obvious when asking the gay boy" she said, giggling viciously. My eyes widened and I reflexively turned to Adonis. "You told them?!"
He laughed. "I don't know, did I?"
The other's joined his laughter. "Aw don't worry, we don't mind a fag" someone next to me said. "But I do wonder if I could make you straight?" she added. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Why did he tell them? And why do they react to it this strangely? I felt weird. Overwhelmed. Tired. I wanted to leave.
The female brushed her hand over my leg "I bet we could make you addicted to women" some other girl said, winking at me. This was too much for my head.
I got up, but that's when I noticed how dizzy I felt the whole time. As soon as I stood on my feet, I dropped down to the ground again. Once more, everyone started to laugh. "Too many hot women for the faggot in here, already fell for 'em" some guy mocked inbetween his laughter.
Everything was blurry suddenly. I couldn't think straight anymore. What did they do to me?
Suddenly, I felt someone lift my chin. Adonis looked at me with a derogative grin. "Maybe don't drink everything someone lends you. Stupid boy."
"Asshole" I muttered weakly, almost like a whimper. "You should finally wash that fucking attitude out of your mouth" he replied and chuckled. "You're so easy to play with. You've always been."
That was the last thing I heard from him that night.

I felt like I was in a trance. A few times I think I nearly passed out as Adonis and everyone else were punching me, throwing my body against furniture,  spitting on me. All that kind of stuff. They treated me like a puppet. And I? I couldn't do a thing. Whatever they drugged me with, it made me too weak to even try to defend myself. All I heard was laughter and cheering, nasty words being thrown at me. I had forgotten what I even came here for. Nothing mattered anymore.
I was barely able to keep an eye on my surroundings at all anymore, when i felt myself being lifted up my my hands and feet. I opened my eyes just a moment before I was thrown into a huge pool. Cold water enclosed me. Somehow I managed to bring my body back up to the surface, but as soon as my head escaped the water, someone pushed it down again. And they didn't let go. I panicked. My lungs felt like they were burning from the loss of air. Just when I thought I was gonna suffocate, the hand on my head let go. I gasped for air and coughed, looking up in fear.

And what I saw almost took my breath away again.
Adonis firmly held some guy's water dripping hand up, staring at me. But he wasn't laughing like the rest of the group. He just stared.