Use Me, Darling

Part 66

Tay had slipped back into a stayed of unconsciousness only to be awake at the opening of the heavy door, down to basement. He wanted to stay asleep, maybe then he wouldn't be able to feel the pain, his father was inflicting onto him. But the steps that were making their way down the stairs were to light, to belong to his old father. Carefully he opened his eyes, that had been clued together by the tears he had cheat. The puddle of tears had mixed with his blood and taken on a reddish color. "Khun Tay?" a soft voice of one of the maids spoke. Slowly the boy lifted his head to look at the women in front of his cage. "Khun Vegas told me to inform you, that he needs to prepare and to stay put until he says something differently. How did this woman know, what Vegas was up to? Tay recognized her, she was working for his family for a long time already. And what did she meant, when she said, that Vegas needed to prepare. Was he going to break him out? The questions were written onto his face, at least Tay assumed so, as the woman spoke up again, with him saying a word. "Khun Tay, I have been working for Vegas for a long time now. I helped him to get inside your room, when you were sick and made sure that no one would disturb you. I stayed quite when I saw you in the house, after you had left to stay at Kinns place, to make sure, you would be able to escape safely. I have known about you and Khun Vegas, ever since it all started. But for now, Khun Tay, you should rest. Try to gather some energy for the war that is about to roll upon us all." With those words the woman disappeared again. Now that Tay thought about it, he realized that she had been the one that talked to him, as he was back to get something from his room, without his father noticing. How long had she been spying on him and his father? How much information had she given to the minor family? But all that didn't matter anymore. Vegas was working on getting him out. Vegas was protecting him, like he had done so often in the last couple of weeks. A small smile creeped onto Tay's lips. Vegas had not left him alone to die, he was preparing to save him. A small glimpse of home, like the first ray of sun after a stormy night, were raising in Tay. He wasn't alone, he was going to see him again. He wanted to cry at all the relive he had felled in that moment.

More time passed and Tay just laid there on the floor, in his own blood and tears. If he wouldn't had know that Vegas was preparing himself, to free him, he probably would have given up. The situation set him back, to the times, were Kinn and Thankhun needed to safe him. He never thought he would get this close to the worst night of his life again. He didn't knew how much time had passed, all he knew, was that the food on the plate had changed. His body still ached from all the beating he had experienced since he entered this cell. Slowly he pushed his weak body up. With his back rested against the cold wall, he was back to sitting upright. Careful not to tear any of his wounds back open, he reached out for his plate and started to eat. He hadn't realized how hungry he had gotten until the first bites were swallowed. But he held himself back. Tay didn't know, when he would get new food. And he tended to eat a lot when he was bored. Which he probably will become frankly soon. He stopped as the plate was half emptied and placed it back onto the small tray in his cell. Tay already felt his boredom rising again, which was something he tried to avoid doing at all times. Whenever Tay was left alone to long with his own thoughts, he would drift of into a downwards spiral of his own mind. Leaving him shattered on the floor. He hated the way his mind worked for that. How oit ruined so many things for him, so many fun occasions that he couldn't enjoy because his mind was playing games with him. Telling him that nobody actually wanted him to be there. Nobody actually liked him or his presence. An unbearable feeling of loneliness and annoyance with oneself, was able to wrap itself around his brain like a snake, whenever he was given time to thing. Was Tay too loud, too annoying? Did he laugh a little to hard at the jokes they made, or did he may not show enough empathy? Whenever he got back into the comfort of his quite home after social gatherings, his mind started to race. Pushed the confidence and joy he had gotten from it down, as if it was worth nothing. And the same thing did his mind now. He questioned everything he knew. He questioned Kinn. What if he had told Time, who Tay was actually seeing? What if he had not forgiven him and now wanted to destroy everything Vegas and him had accomplished. He didn't want to question Kinn and his intentions. He always had been a good and loyal friend to him. But his mind had a way of its own. There was no loyalty in its dictionary. Only betrayal and lies. After he had made the wildest assumptions about Kinn and in his doing in this situation, in which his heart and mind argued back and forth, Tay's mind wandered of to the next person. Vegas. What if he actually wasn't in love with him? What if he had no plan of saving him out of this cell? What if all of this was an act for his big masterplan and the destruction of Kinns, Times and Tays family? Tay didn't want to think that way. He wanted to trust Vegas. But after everything Vegas had done before confessing to Tay, Tay was sure, that Vegas was capable of everything if it meant, getting closer to his own goals.

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Oh poor Tay struggeling like that. No worries it's just going to be getting worest and worest from now on.