The Void || BL

Chapter 9 || What is this feeling?

Dylans POV

2 weeks later

Adam had stayed with Amelia for a week after being discharged from the hospital. She wanted to catch up with him and brag about her success. She wanted him to stay longer but A insisted that he stays with me for a bit before he decides. I was really excited as I walked to fetch him. As soon as he saw me he ran into my arms which welcomed him. "Ah! I missed you so much D!" He exclaimed hugging me tighter. "Adam don't stress Dilly out too much!" Amelia stated sternly while leaning again her front door frame. We waved to her as she shut the door. Adam then immediately held my hand as we started walking back to my house. I giggled , he was clearly nervous. "Hey A don't go all shy now." I said as we turned a corner.

He then got fascinated by a pigeon on the other side of the road. "Look D! A pigeon!" I almost forgot he was trapped in nothing but darkness for 2 years so I didn't get annoyed with all his fascinations. I then stopped before we reached my house. "Alrighty A don't say anything disrespectful or weird to my mom ok? Cause she'll probably beat my ass when you leave again." He nodded as I dragged him into the house.

As soon as I closed the door behind us we got greeted by my mother. "Mom this is Adam. A friend of mine. He's staying with us for a bit." I stated bluntly as I cringed at the fact that I called her mom. "Oh wow. Nice to meet you Adam , maybe I can get to know you more a bit later huh?" She noted , staring at his crotch. I wanted to shout at her but Adam then started to speak. "Heya , nice to meet you ma'am. Word of advice. If you wanna seduce me , don't look at my dick, look into my eyes." He exclaimed with a smirk.

"Alright we're going to my room!" I quickly said before dragging Adam to my room. I then slammed the door behind me. "Adam seriously , I told you not to-" I stated before I cut myself off. His face was just a few inches away from mine. He stared into my eyes and pushed me up against the door. I felt my body grow warm. "See looking in the eyes just hits different. Doesn't it D?" He asked softly.

His eyes moved from my eyes to my lips. For a second I thought he would kiss me but he then backed up and jumped on my newly made bed. "I love your room D! It's simple but so cool!" A said loudly. He then looked at me. "Come dummy." He said while patting the spot beside him. I looked at him awkwardly and moved towards the bed slowly. Before I could climb onto the bed , he pulled me on top of him. Adam stared into my eyes and before I could say anything he pushed me off. "Ouch. Rude much." I chuckled nervously as I watched him. He seemed to look a bit surprised.

Adams POV:

'What the hell.' I thought as my heart started to beat faster. "You alright A?" Dylan asked as I quickly turned around to look at him. I nodded quickly as I watched his smile fade. "Why are you all red?" He asked. I hadn't even realised I was blushing. I felt very light headed , dizzy and nervous. "Oh um it's very hot in here y'know." I stated nervously while keeping my eyes locked on D. "Take your shirt off then. My mom locked my window from the outside because she doesn't want me to sneak out." He stated as he looked down at the bed covers. I looked down and slowly pulled my shirt over my head , placing it on top of my lap. I then felt tension start to rise. I immediately looked at Dylan who was staring right at my body. He suddenly looked back up at me after realising that I was watching him.

He suddenly then switched to a different topic , "Hey A. What ever happened to your mom?" Dylan asked trying to avoid the fact that he was looking at my body a few seconds ago. "Erm. Well. After I started getting intimate with my ex boyfriend , we stopped talking." I said bluntly. I then stopped thinking all except one thing. Max. He did this. He tried to kill me. "Hey Dylan. I think we should pay a visit to my mom." I quickly stated. "But didn't you just say that you and her stopped speaking?" Dylan quickly asked. "Um! Yes , but she must've been worried right?" I quickly stated before putting my shirt back on. Dylan looked disappointed.

We got up from the bed and headed out the door and down the short staircase. "Dylan! Pick up some 'plastic' for me!" Dylan's mom shouted from her supposed room. I heard Dylan made a small groan. He looked so tired. "Do you know where you used to live A? Y'know we can't just expect the house to be at the end of the road." Dylan asked sounding irritated. I mean who could forget where they live. "Yea yea. I know where it is." I said walking in-front of him. He was being a bit of a bitch.
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Dylan's POV:

"Adam. We've been walking for over a fucking hour!" I barked. He said it would've taken 10 minutes and it was really hot outside. I was starting to think that he didn't know where he was going. We were walking for what felt like eternity. As we were walking so many girls were looking at Adam. I didn't like it. One red headed girl approached him looking shy and embarrassed , her friends seemed to be behind her. "Um excuse me? Could I have your number?" The girl stated holding her phone out to Adam. Before he could say anything I decided to interfere.

"Um. Hey princess , he's taken." I said boldly , stepping in-front of Adam. "Oh really? I don't see her anywhere honey." The bitch stated , looking me up and down. "Well your looking at HIM." I exclaimed , staring her right in the eyes. She suddenly changed her expression. She looked guilty and surprised. Though she didn't say anything , she just walked off with her disappointed looking friends.

"That was..interesting Dilly." Adam stated softly. "Ugh don't think anything of it.They were getting in our way." I stated coldly. I had an odd feeling creep up the back of my neck. I brushed it off since it was making me extremely uncomfortable. Adam suddenly stopped walking. Before I could question him , I looked in his direction and saw a small house. There was light blue paint peeling off the walls and the plants in-front of the house was shrivelled up. I dragged Adam to the front door since he looked a bit hesitant. He knocked on the door softly.No answer.He knocked a bit louder.No answer. "Hello!?" I yelled as loud as I could. No answer.

We were about to walk away but then we heard the door creak open. I looked at Adam and he immediately shifted behind me. He looked very nervous and....scared? "Can I help you?" A small voice said. A short blonde haired middle aged woman emerged from the inside. She looked very tired but sweet. I felt Adam peep over my shoulder and then he awkwardly shifted next to me. I immediately looked at his mother who stared wide eyed at him. "Hi..Mom-" Adam stated before his mother wrapped her arms around him tightly.

Adam's eyes widened and I swear a saw his eyes well up with tears yet he didn't shed a single one. I smiled a bit seeing him reconnect with his mother. I felt a bit of jealousy seeing it. I wanted to cry. I thought about what life could've been like if she actually cared for me. If she even just tried to be a better mother. The only attention I got was when she beat the shit out of me or when she noticed Asher was picking on me. I zoned out and thought of certain moments where I would accidentally break something and how she would punish me because of it. Hatred formed for her. A deep hatred.

5 years ago
(Authors POV)
Little Dylan had just finished his homework and had headed downstairs to do one of his chores. Washing dishes. He made his way into the kitchen before tripping over one of his mothers half empty bottle of red wine. Not only did it spill all over the floor but it shattered. Hearing his mother approach Dylan tried to clean it up in a panic but he just ended up cutting his hands. He jumped backwards as he felt his hands sting and ache. His mother marched through the kitchen door and stood in-front of the mess, looking at Dylan with disgust.

"Mumma I'm sorry I didn't mean to! I swear it was an accident!" He cried feeling warm tears run down his face immediately. His mother viciously grabbed his hair and dragged him to the closet in the laundry room. It was dark and there was barely any space. His mother grabbed a whip from the side of the closet and held it up high. Dylan started to cry louder as his mother pushed him to the ground. She stuck him twelve times and kicked him to make sure he was fully in the closet. She shut the door and locked it. Dylan cried and screamed. At the time he was terrified of the dark. After he wasn't able to cry anymore he laid down and hoped he could see the light soon.

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