CARNIVORE [MxM+]

Chapter 24 (18+) [Revised]

Look for the lines of asterisks if you don't want to read the 18+. I'll make sure to sum up what happens after.

Tycho Black.

I WAS IN MY NEW ROOM, TRYING TO FIND ANYTHING TO PASS THE TIME. In moments like these, I was glad that I was born with patience. Sitting and doing nothing was better than getting the shit kicked out of me, but honestly, sometimes it didn't feel like it. Besides, daydreaming wasn't the worst thing ever, and it helped ease my anxiety.

My mind was frantic at the thought of going back to school. I thought back on breakfast and the look on Riley's face. I could tell from the moment I saw him that he was feeling apprehensive about something. I should have known that it was a trap. I knew that I needed to go back to school so my grades would stay afloat, but the only reason I could afford it was because of the sports scholarships I had earned. I thought about Louis and the look on his face the last time I had seen him.

I shook my head. I can't go back, but I can't quit, either. I don't know what to do. But I can't be a coward. Anything but that.

I thought about what Jason was doing right now, since he wouldn't be at work. That entire plan of his was stupid, but he wasn't. I wondered what he had up his sleeve.

I could practically hear him now, in my head, telling me how fucked up I was for even letting a gay person look at me, much less sleep in their home and eat their food. He'd tell me that I was just like them, disgusting and wrong. That I deserved to die, and that he'd gladly be the one to make sure I did. Maybe he should be the one to kill me. It'd be fitting. 

A low voice echoed from the hallway, distracting me from my internal conflicts. For the past hour, Alexei and Riley have been talking. I didn't know what about, but I could've sworn I heard my name leave their lips a few times. I did my best to ignore them, figuring the least I could do was let them have a little bit of the privacy they had before I invaded their own home.

Their voices suddenly grew slightly louder and pitched upward, but only for a second. It almost sounded like a groan. It happened again, but all sound was abruptly cut short this time. I could have sworn it almost sounded like someone was in pain. I thought about the possibility of something being wrong. Maybe I was right. Mr. Mendoza was another Jason. My anxiety built, but I swallowed it down and found myself leaving the bed. I slowly approached the bedroom door.

When I reached the door, I could hear Alexei groaning, but I didn't hear anything else. No one was yelling, and I couldn't hear a pair of boots against someone's ribs. I pulled on the door's handle and thanked God when its hinges didn't squeak. Of course, even their doors sounded better than mine. I scoffed at them and laughed pitifully at myself.

I faced their door now. The hall was silent, and I couldn't hear anything coming from the living room like I usually could. The corridor seemed infinite with the way it disappeared into the darkness of the night. The only proof that something was alive was behind that door.

I heard shuffling and stopped, afraid they might've heard me. If I had to save someone, I'd prefer that the attacker hadn't heard me yet. Hopefully, it isn't Mr. Mendoza, or I was fucked. He wasn't only incredibly tall, but he also filled out those suits he wore every day well.

My fear dropped when Riley spoke up. I could hear him clearly. 

"Fuck, Alexei. You feel so fucking good." What?

Alexei moaned, his 'pain' nonexistent. "Fuck- fuck, Riley. Keep going, please--" 

Dread filled my beating heart. It slowed.