Freak?(BoyxBoy)

Chapter Three

(~Ethans pov~)

The sunlight glared in my eyes as I groaned in annoyance. Why did the sun have to be so bright!? I sighed deciding to get out of my little cave of blankets. Standing up I stretched, going down stairs to the bathroom I didn't really care if someone seen me, walking I picked up my tooth brush. Puting the tooth paste on it I brought it to my mouth, scrubbing at my teeth and very sharp canines. My eyes still slightly shut from my sleep, traveled to my image. I scanned my acid green eyes and black hair. I traveled down to my tooth paste covered mouth, then a little down to the hem of my shirt, that's when I chocked on NY tooth brush. My eyes widened no longer tired I dropped my tooth brush and got closer to the mirror. Pulling my collet down I noticed a slightly red mark on my pale neck, my eyes were now the size on saucers as my hand felt the hickey.

"What the fuck!?" I dropped my hands from my neck thoroughly confused and very angry. I heard foot steps walk my direction and a blonde mop of hair come into view.

"What are you yelling about at five in the morning!?" My very angry sounding brother asked from the door way. I made sure that the hickey was his before turning to him.

"Nothing, just dropped my tooth brush..." I said, I wasn't afraid of him like my patents. He was the only one that didn't hit me or made fun of me. Though he did yell at me a lot. He groaned heavily.

"Well stop! I'm trying to sleep!" He said stomping back to his room. I sighed relieved as I rinsed my tooth brush and splashed my face. Still confused and angry I went back to my attic. Going to lay down I seen the light on my phone blinking green. I picked it up unlocking it to see that I had another text from my stalker. Clicking on it I red it over, realization appeared on my face.

Unknown number:did you like my preasent~?

Rage boiled inside of me.

Ethan:the fuck!?!? You did that!?

Unknown:who else would it have been?

Ethan:why did you do it anyway!?

Unknown:because, now everyone will know that your mine~

A look of horror came to my face.

Unknown:why do you have that face?

I stopped replying and just flopped on my bed. Not wanting to deal with this. It was Sunday Saturday after all. Witch means chores and beatings for me. Fun.

The day went by without much of a fuss. My parents weren't home all day. I wondered where they were. I sat on the couch in the living room flipping through channels. When the door flew open, making me jump. The smell of alcohol and tobacco flew through the air as my drunken parents stumbled in. They laughed drunkley until they seen me on the couch. I froze in my spot my father smirked as he came towards me, my mother in the background cackling evilly. I tried to back up but he took my wrist with an iron grip.

"No! Let go!" I tried to pry my arm from his grasp. He chuckled darkly. Yanking me off the couch I fell to the ground and groaned. Stomping his foot to my back I cried out.

"What's wrong fag!? Am I hurting you?" He pressed his foot further between my shoulder blades. I kept in a cry as he stomped one more time. I thought it was over, before he grabbed me by my hair yanking me back up, crying out he smirked. I whimpered slightly clawing at his hand trying to make him let go. He chuckled darkly yanking me along and out the back door, I was still pulling at his hand as he drug me through the uncut dead grass of the back yard, my eyes widened in horror as I seen the cellar doors.

"N-no! Pl-please no! Not again! Please!" I tried harder to pull at his hand as he drug me closer to it.

"What's wrong~? Brings back memory's doesn't it~?" He smeared opening the doors and kicking me down the concreat stairs. I cried out and groaned as I hit the floor with a painful thud. He stepped down the staires and came over to me. I didn't notice until he kicked my stomach and stomped on my leg. I cried out the tears coming to my eyes. He smirked more as I heard heels stepping down the stairs. Clicking to my Fathers side my mother cackled at me. My father took his foot off and walked over to one of the walls. It was dark so I could see what he was doing, though I had a feeling. My mother smirked at me as she took me by  my hair, digging her nails into my scalp. I whimpered and whined. She drug me to my fathers side as I seen something shine in his hand. My eyes went wide as I tried to get away, my mothers grasp getting tighter. I hissed at them as my tail started to come out. My ears popping out of my head as my father came closer, the knife in his hand. He smirked at the horrified look on my face. I hissed as he got closer showing my canines. He chuckled kneeling down as my mother tightened her grip on my hair. I winced as her nails dug deeper. My father brought the blade to my cheek and slowly cut from the top of my cheek near my eye. To my jawline. I cried out closing my eyes tightly. He smirked, bringing it further down bringing it along the side of my neck to my collar bone. I felt the warm liquid run down my chest soaking my shirt. I handy even realized that my neck was exposed showing the hickey. My fathers eyes flashed to it and he glared.

"What happened here faggot!?" He took the collar of my shirt and brought my face close to his. I gulped trying to play dumb.

"Wh-where?.." He sneered and threw me to the ground. I felt my head collide with concreat. I cried out as the salty tears stung the cut that he had just added. I whimpered when he took my snow white fuzzy ear In his rough hand. Taking the knife he cut into the bottom part. I cried out as he made a sawing motion. About two quarters of the way through my ear he stopped and stood up. I whimpered and cried as he continued to stomp and kick me. My mother helped, digging her heel into my rib cage. My father brought his foot up and slammed it down onto my head. My vision dotted with black as I fell in conscious.

Dun duuun dunnn!! Bt you didn't see that coming!! Anyway I would love to thank my friend @1truefangirl!