Emotions

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There were still a blue-black marks on First wrist but still he managed to gained his speed. First heart was beating like crazy because he was scared when his parents flooded him with calls all of a sudden. He was at school when he received all those calls and now the bike he use was originally owned by the new friend he found at school his name was Satang. And First was glad Satang let him use the bike, ofcourse Khaotung don't know about all of this making him to be scared going back to the apartment after visiting his parents house.

First was getting paranoid he had a bad feeling that something wrong was going on. So he speed up more, However. His motions where put to a rough stop once he saw someone jump out infront of his bike.

First gasped, his eyes grew huge and tried his breaks but the person was too close, so in order to avoid hitting them he made a sharp turn, this caused his bike to fly out from under him causing him to get eaten by a gravel. From his hands, cheeks, forehead all had blood and scratches.

The boy hissed in pain while laying on the ground, unable to move due to his ankle got twisted in his bike chain, with the weight on top of him.

"First!" Khaotung hissed out while rushing over to him. Currently he was covered in blood but he quickly took off his jacket and pulled First up, using the sleeve to wipe up the blood on his cheeks.

"Ahh~" First breathed out in pain as he sat up. He was completely shocked and scared to see Khaotung's holding him. He don't understand what Khaotung's doing near this town where First parents live.

"What are you doing here?" First questioned with worry in his tone, not understanding what's Khaotung doing here.

"I'll explain later but right now we have to go." Khaotung was quick to rush him however when First tried to stand up he would just completely collapsed, but Khaotung was there to catch him. "Shit" the older cussed, "we don't have time for this First! Hop on." Khaotung bent down for First to climbed on his back however the younger wouldn't move, he was hesitant because he needs to go home immediately. He needs to know what's happening to his parents house.

First see Khaotung in rage fits many times, but to see him in tethered clothing and all blood in his shirt and hands First had a gut feeling something was wrong.

"W-what did you do?" First mumbled. He was in pain to walk so he fell back to the pavement trying to scoot away. His ankle throbbed, he was unable to stand on his own.

Khaotung turned to face him, he wore a look of satisfaction and he was smiling. "Don't be scared First. I just killed them so that you will learn your lessons of not disobeying me. Did you think i didn't know you will going to visit your parents! Do you think I'm fucking dumb!"

First couldn't believe what he hear. He tried to escape because he was scared what Khaotung did mean to that words. Who he killed? That was the thought running to First mind as he tried to crawled backwards away from him, he had to get away, he needs to go home.

Khaotung didn't let him as he bent down, scooping First up bridal style.

The younger gasped and whined, hitting his chest to be let go.

"Stop! Let go of me! I need to go home! Let me go!" First called out while squirming in Khaotung's hold. He kept hitting him and kicking his pained leg at an attempt to be let free.

Khaotung was now gritting his teeth while walking First to his car. "Shut the fuck up!" He spat so loudly in his face while he gripped into First injured wrist so he couldn't hit him anymore. "Do that again and i will not hesitate to show all this videos to your parents."

With this First stop moving and yelling. He let Khaotung carry him away while he buried his face down, crying silently the whole way.

Then Khaotung huffed out while he opened the back seat. From there he place First down into it then slammed the door. He ran to the drivers side and once he himself was inside he locked the doors and windows so First couldn't escape if he tried.

After that the car speed off, to a destination First wouldn't know. First sat in a backseat, crying silently as he felt the pain in his leg ache more.

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"Get off of me! W-why did you killed the kittens! S-stop! Let go of me, you're scaring me!" First cried while kicking his legs and throwing punches. "I fucking did! So shut the fuck up now!" Khaotung crawled yelling into the back seat, doing his best at getting the other boy to stop moving.

Currently they're in the middle of the grass fields, surrounded by darkness, even the light of the moon was black out and not a signal star was seen.

"Let me go!" First whined more while reaching the door handle.

Khaotung tried to be patient, he really did, but the more First shouted over him the more angry he become, and soon enough all the patients was gone.

He gritted his teeth, swung his hands around First neck, and spat in his face while yelling.

"Didn't i tell you before to shut up?! So why do you keep on talking? You're not going home First, so shut the fuck up and stop crying over a damn kittens damn it!"

Khaotung cursed loudly, his hold on First neck grow tighter while shaking him hard in the process, all his air flow was cut off.

First lips gasped open, his eyes started to roll back while he struggled to let be free. He trailed his hand up, smacking it weakly on the others shoulder before just holding it. His face it was going purple, and the vines in his neck popped out too much.

Khaotung run his tounge over his lower lip, a scowl appeared while he pulled First up slamming him back down into the cushion. He was completely straddled over him.

"You're not fucking leaving." Khaotung hissed out one more, making extremely clear while his hand tightened even more.

All First could see was his face. The color of his lifeless eyes, his dulled chapped lips. A signal tear rolled down First cheeks, dripping into Khaotung's hands. His lips started to close as well as his eyes, his vision was going to fade, suddenly the sght of Khaotung changed into shadow blur. And his hands that once held Khaotung shoulder collapsed to the side. It's over.