Life Support {ManxBoy} | Original Write Up

Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

The chair was hard, the wood of it extremity rough but Cyro tried not to think about it. He needed to be more focused on the more important things like the sounds of the moving person behind him and how tight his binds were. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to get away, he wasn't sure he actually had the guts to try. Whoever it was had tased him, he'd waken up blindfolded and drowsy wondering if he'd been drugged as well.

"Please let me go." Cyro whispered as the sounds moved from behind him to in front of him and he could feel himself beginning to cry. "I don't know what I've done but I'm sorry don't hurt me."

"You haven't done anything wrong." The voice replied, it was a woman's voice, her hand came down and rested on his shoulder giving it a sympathetic squeeze. "You just have the unfortunate pleasure of atoning for someone else's sins dear."

The blindfold slipped from his face, he looked around trying to find the woman but she'd moved to far behind him and wherever he was was still far too dark. He blinked back a few tears as his breathing began to quicken. His heart was pounding in his chest threatening to break free from it confines and rip him apart. His eyes settled on a small television in front of him the screen was black but it was on, obviously his capture had a video to show him.

"You're so beautiful right now please just go a little longer love." The video started zoomed in on Vance as he leaned over a woman crying, slowly the video zoomed out and it was obvious that she was in labor. The doctors rushed around her frantically as Vance continued to comfort her. There must have been a complication with the birth, the way the doctors were rushing back and forth.

"Sir, Sir, I'm sorry they can't both make it." A doctor told Vance suddenly as the rest of the doctors continued rushing around. "We're doing everything we can but you are going to have to pick."

"The baby, save the baby." Vance replied an unconscious coldness in his voice unintentionally selfishness. The doctor nodded and rushed off as Vance turned back to the woman her face now contorted in a new pain. He reached out to comfort her but she refused him pushing him away as the doctors continued to operate.

"Don't cry love everything will be okay, she's going to be okay."

The video clicked off and there was the sound of a taser being amped up, Cyro knew what was coming but it didn't hurt any less.

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Cyro woke up again his body coursed in pain hard cement under him, he could hear a car speeding off in the distance and panicked footsteps coming towards him. Familiar arms wrapped around him pulling his body from the cold ground, Vance mumbled under his breath as they moved at a hurried pace. Cyro forced his eyes open staring up at Vance for a moment as they walked into Vance's large apartment. He closed his eyes again as Vance laid him down carefully on the edge of his large bed.

"You fucking monster." Cyro sobbed his tears finally breaking forth as Vance's hand stroked over his check. He turned away from Vance, his body hurting as he curled into himself, his back to him. "How could you do something so selfish."

"Because I love my daughter." The words came out calmer than Cyro had expected, far more than what was comfortable. He wanted to disappear, he wanted to travel back in time, he wanted to have never have left his house that night.

"You say that but you've never brought her up, not even once before."

"I said I loved her, not you." Vance countered as his hand slipped down Cyro's side feeling for any wounds. "I would never introduce her to someone who wouldn't stick around."

"You still should have said something."

"Maybe." There was shifting behind Cyro then as Vance got up from the bed, he closed his eyes listening as water filled the tub in the adjoined bathroom. Everything else was silent as the water ran, Cyro rolled onto his back sitting up as carefully as he could he began stripping himself of his clothing.

Finally undressed Cyro finally moved to sit up on the edge of the bed crying out as a new pain tore through him. He slid of the edge of the bed dropping to the floor, the pain subsiding slightly. He hadn't heard the water stop or Vance come back but he could feel his arms pulling him up suddenly finding himself cradled against Vance's chest.

"It hurts to sit." Cyro whispered horrified as his mind wondered to all the things that could have possibly caused this pain.

"I'll take a look." Vance promised as they moved carefully towards the bathroom. "Can you stand?"

Cyro nodded allowing Vance to slowly lower him into the water standing for a moment before guiding him down to his hands and knees. Cyro blushed at the positions but didn't say anything as Vance's hands moved down his back and over his rear searching for bruises or any reasons why it hurt for him to sit down. Vance's hands roamed his skin gently pressing and stroking for a while before he gave an exasperated sigh.

"Don't freak out Cyro, don't ask why, just relax and don't move." Vance demanded suddenly, Cyro nodded trying to comply with Vance's command. His hand slipped down between Cyro crack gently revealing his hole. Cyro could feel himself blush as Vance let out a slight chuckle but bit his tongue to keep himself from questioning him. He could feel Vance's finger tips around his entrance then a slight tug of something inside him.

"Oh my god!" Cyro screeched turning his head looking back at Vance who simply ignored him smirking silently as he continued to pull the object free from Cyro's hole. "What is it?"