"Dyke," He laughed, holding me by my shirt, pushing me against the wall.
"Stop-" I mouthed as he choked me. He pulled my leg up shoving his groin into mine, moving his hips how he pleased, I went to make a noise. Anything to let him know how good he made me feel, but he squeezed hard as my eyes rolled back.
"Be a good boy for me now, and you'll get exactly what you want." He whispered firmly into my ear.
I groaned, wiping the drool from my mouth. I haven't had that dream in a long time. Maybe it's because Anubis isn't sleeping next to me. I slowly got up and walked into the kitchen. As I grabbed a glass of water, I heard the sound of a car door slam coming from outside. I looked at my watch; 1:36am, later than last night. He probably visited Lavender.
I opened the front door, letting the November chill creep inside the house. Anubis had an exhausted smile.
"Mi vida!" He called, opening his arms for a hug.
I ignored him and sat at the dining table. He put his arms down awkwardly.
"I know," He sighed. "I'm late."
"Again," I muttered.
"What'd you make for dinner?" He asked, trying to change the subject.
"It's in the fridge.."
"Lasagna! What's the occasion?" He asked.
"You really don't know?"
Anubis thought for a moment before saying, "Shit."
"Yup."
He sat in the chair next to me and rubbed his tired eyes.
"I'm so sorry-" He started.
"I'm going to bed," I interrupted.
"Wait, please just let me explain."
Ping!
I rolled my eyes and left the room.
YOU ARE READING
Hitmans life
Mystery / ThrillerA young man begins to murder people for money, he does it out of love for his dying sister, for the love of his boyfriend. But someone is creeping among the shadows, waiting for him to become theirs.
