Dark Forced Love (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 21

Authors Note: Italics are Ace speaking from within Oliver's mind! 

Oliver's POV

The lights hummed softly around me. My mind felt fuzzy and my thoughts were incoherent. I reached my arm to grab my phone, only to discover it was not there.

I blinked my eyes sporadically while pushing myself into a sitting position. This wasn't my apartment. The walls were a dreary white and the sheets were littered with crudely drawn flowers. A white door was placed in the corner, with a rectangular window at the top of it.

"No shit we aren't home. Don't you remember anything??" Ace muttered.

Suddenly it all came rushing back to me. The incident with my therapist, her decision to send me to Rose Hill..... And then me grabbing the chair and-

"Beating the living crap out of a bitch who deserved much worse." Ace finished.

"D-Did I-"

"Did you kill her? I'm not sure. Although I hope you did." Ace said.

My breath caught in my throat. I might have killed someone. As much as I hated my therapist, I didn't want her to die! That was just a moment of blind rage!

"Ace I didn't mean it! I didn't want to hurt her-" I cried.

"It's okay Oliver. She deserved it. However, we don't have time to discuss this further. We have more pressing matters at hand."

"More pressing than the possibility that I killed someone????" I questioned while shoving my face into my hands.

"Yes. We are in Rose Hill. Which is where THEY are. We have to prepare to reunite with those two pieces of shit."

"I- but I" I stuttered out. I couldn't process what was going on. I had possibly killed my therapist and now was in the very place my tormenter resided.

"But nothing Oliver. We don't have the luxury of dwelling on the past. Who knows what Hayes and Hayden will do when they get their hands on you." Ace stated matter of factly.

I slowly nodded in response. My mind was racing, and I knew I wouldn't be able to just forget what had happened. However, I had to put it on the back burner. I had to worry about my own life.

I flinched when a loud knock sounded from the door in front of me. I pressed my back against the bed as two armed guards entered the room. They glared at me silently, as if blaming ME for their shitty lives.

"Off the bed. It's time for your scheduled therapy Oliver." Grumbled the guard with dark brown hair.

"I- u-uh okay," I responded as I lifted myself off the bed. However, I immediately fell to the floor. Both of the guards let out a short laugh as I lied on the floor in pain.

"Those fuckers knew you would fall! You've been out for over a day!" Ace

growled out.

Once I pushed myself off the ground both guards roughly grabbed my arms causing me to scream out. After what had happened with Hayes and Hayden, I couldn't handle physical touch from anyone.

I start lurching forward and scratching and clawing at them. They didn't seem surprised and quickly threw me on the bed, wrapping shackles around my wrists.

Once their hands were off me I settled down, and my breathing returned to normal.

The brown-haired guard gave me a look of pity before talking again. "Follow us."