Sheepskin Tearaway- Ianthony

~Prologue~

~Prologue~

"He opened his heart to a tearaway, sheepskin tearaway... All covered in scars and full of heroin."

"Everyone said from the start that no one single thing could ever be okay, he didn't listened anyway."

 

Anthony. A serial killer. In love. All covered in scars, and full of heroin.The monster (how everyone called him) was actually in love, in love with one of is preys, the only person he couldn't kill. An innocent little boy, with a small frame, pale skin and big blue eyes. Ian Hecox. The boy who turned his world upside down.

Their story began in a cold December night. Anthony was very often on the news, well sort of, they never knew who committed those crimes, who killed that people and who kidnapped those innocent boys. Anthony wasn't crazy. He was alone, that's why he took little boys to satisfy him and then he would kill them. He wanted a company, just someone. That's when he found Ian.

Ian was walking all by himself to his home, he was coming back from school, he had to cross an old park to get home, that was his normal way to home, only that day he got stuck on detention and left when it was getting dark. Anthony saw him as an easy prey. 

When Ian was close enough he pushed him against a wall and injected something on his arm, Ian soon fall asleep in the arms of the killer. 

Anthony took him home, where he laid him on the couch and waited for him to wake up. Ian was certainly beautiful, Anthony thought it was such a shame, he was young and he was wearing some expensive clothes.

Ian jolted awake. only to find a pair of chocolate eyes staring at him. Ian started shaking in fear, the man had a knife on his left hand and the other one was caressing his cheek.

"Finally awake, sleepy head."

No words could scape Ian's mouth.

Anthony had this killer look on his face, but it changed the moment his eyes met Ian's baby blue eyes.

You know, like in romance movies, where you feel like you just found your missing part. He suddenly felt butterflies dancing around on his stomach. His face softened for a moment, but he remembered that he had dragged his kid to his house against his will, the kid would obviously take advantage of those feelings and he could run away, Anthony wanted to keep him forever, just thinking of the pretty boy leaving was making his heart ache.

On the other side, Ian was thinking that being there was better than being at 'home'. He was always alone. His parents never had time for him, always at work. And school was okay... Until that morning, everyone found out tat he was gay. Just this morning everyone knew his name and he was everyone's new target. Being there with a maniac with a knife was better.

"You are so pretty." Anthony said from nothing. Anthony thought in teasing for  bit his new prey. "It's such a shame that your beauty won't last long." 

"Wh-What are you planning doing with m-me?"

"Oww don't be scared. Maybe you will live. Who knows?" Anthony said smirking.

Ian's face changed, he was sort of irritated, suddenly this guy decided he wasn't gonna kill him, he had nothing to live for, no family waiting for him, no friends, no... dignity. 

"So you aren't going to kill me?"

"You want me to?" Asked Anthony raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe."

"Why?" Anthony was so confused, this little kid was looking terrified a few seconds ago.

"I have nothing to live for."

"What about your family?"

"They just don't care, I think the last time I saw my mother was like two weeks ago. Always working, they live, they breath, they eat for their works. " Ian said like that was the most normal thing in the world.

"Umm... Friends?"

"Don't have any, the few I had left me alone. They found out I was gay... Now that you know that, you probably have another reason to kill me,"

Anthony couldn't do anything besides wonder why does this cutie was having such a hard and bad life. Why was he unhappy? That kind of things filled Anthony's head. Suddenly he just wanted this boy  to be happy. He deserved it, life wasn't so bad after all. He just had to look closer, but certainly he couldn't do it if he was going to kill him... But there was another thing he could do. He could try to make him happy. He could actually help someone in his shitty life. He could finally do something good.

"What's your name kid?"

"Ian." He said simply. Ian raised and eyebrow, waiting for Anthony to introduce himself.

"Uh, yeah. Anthony... Well Ian, I'm not going to kill you."

"And why's that?"

"Because life isn't so bad, I mean it."

"You always say that to all the people you kidnap?"

"No, you're the first one."

"And what does make me special?" Ian asked confused.

"Just because. You need to live for a bit."

"It's unbelievable that you are telling me that, You kidnap people, you obviously kill people. You souldn't be saying this. It's just funny. Man, you're crazy."

Anthony's blood boiled  in anger, he WASN'T crazy. "I'M NOT CRAZY:"

Ian jumped in surprise. "I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy. I AM NOT CRAZY."

"Okay okay, I understand, I-I'm sorry."

Anthony stood up and went to the kitchen, Ian curious followed him. He found Anthony with a needle in his arm, injecting some weird substance. "Wh-What is that?" Ian mentally slapped himself, this wasn't  his neighbor or his friend, he was an actual killer, he souldn't be asking questions. "I'm NOT going to kill you." Anthony said through gritted teeth.

Anthony closed his eyes, waiting for the drug to make effect. He sort of loosed control. He wasn't crazy, and he hated when people called him like that. And he certainly killed immediately whoever called him that, but Ian was different. He just couldn't, not even when he was asleep. Oh God! He looked so innocent and beautiful when he was sleeping. He just couldn't.

"And what are you gonna do to make me enjoy life?" Ian asked suddenly feeling brave.

"You'll see" Anthony said smirking. "Follow me." He said, and went to the living room, sat on the couch where Ian was laying and a second later he had Ian on his lap, and slammed his lips forcefully against the smaller boy's ones. Kissing him roughly. And then something unexpected happened. Ian was kissing back.