Drowning In Your Love

A Lunatic's Fairytale

"Some people just aren't meant for happy ending."

A feathery touch. A soft caresse on his cheek. It was warm and soft, he was on a fluffy bed, surrounded by dozens of pillows. Wat was lying beside him. His lips curved in sweet smile as his hand kept caressing him. He didn't want to get up. He could sleep like this forever embraced by his love. He heard a knock on the door. Gulf and Mew were calling them for breakfast. He could hear giggles and laughter echo in the house as it was filled with delicious scent of food. They sat around the table, talking and laughing about something he couldn't make out anymore.

Happy.

He was happy. Watching people he loved being happy made him smile as well. But....Wat was frowning. Why? What was wrong? Mew didn't look happy anymore. Gulf was crying. What was going on? Why was everyone sad and hurting? Why...

Tine woke up with a gasp. He could feel air leaving his lungs. He looked around frantically not recognizing the place he was in. He tried to recall how he had ended up here but a searing headache made it hard. They were at cafe. Someone tried to hurt him then Travis saved them but they soon fainted. What had Travis said before they fainted? Something about him being a plaything. It was him. Travis was his stalker. How could they have been so stupid? He had made a fool out of all of them. He was forgetting something. Something very important.

Gulf.

Where was Gulf? He looked around wildly but couldn't see Gulf anywhere. He was trapped inside a room. It was almost bare except the bed he was on. There was another door but Tine had already figured it to be the bathroom. There was no window nor any bolts on the door to lock it from inside. He had tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. Obviously he was locked in. He was growing impatient as the time went by. He had no way of knowing if it was morning or night or even the same day anymore. He had no idea how long he had been unconscious. That crazy jerk could've hurt Gulf in that time. He banged on the door, screaming to be let out.

After a while, he heard the lock click and door was opened. Travis entered the room closing the door behind him and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Would you like something to eat? I bet you're hungry." He asked as if it was another normal day.

"Where's Gulf?" Tune tried to keep his voice from shaking.

"Maybe you would like something to drink?"

"WHERE IS GULF?"

"Now now, let's not shout and talk like adults."

"You freak-"

"Tine baby, don't cuss. I hate to hear such words from your pretty mouth."

"F*** off."

Travis grabbed Tine face and dragged him across the bed. "Be obedient while I'm being nice. I would hate to hurt you but if it's necessary sweetheart I'll have no other option."

Tine could feel his jaw ache at the tight grip.

"Say sorry, darling. Even though I don't like it but I've to teach you manners."

"S-Sorry."

"Good boy. You'll learn soon enough. Those barbaric brats have tainted you but don't worry I'm here to save you. They'll never be able to put a finger on you again."