Breaking The Wall (BxB) [major editing otw]

4 Blocks Of Ice

Kellin POV

This time, I swear I’m going to make him admit his feelings to me. I knew he likes me. He’s so hard to get and I’m not going to let him go just because I am a friend of Terri. Although I feel quite mad at Terri ( for the first time) it’s not at the stage where I’ll leave her because she asked me to. I understand the guilt she felt, but it’s not her fault. It’s no body fault that Zack died. I’m sure Ash doesn’t really put the blame on Terri but his loneliness and shock from his twin’s death turned him that way. He wanted to see the reason why his twin died and Terri seems to be the perfect person.

The more I know about him, the more I wanted to always by his side, protecting him and sheltering him. I wanted him to acknowledge that I’m his Mr Right, his mate,  and his life-time partner because I feel that way towards him.

I was standing in front of his house, heart racing. I don’t know how he will react but, since he’s not picking up my calls, I can’t stop myself from coming all the way to his house. I was about to press the door bell when I noticed the door was opened ajar.

This boy! How could he left his door unlock. It’s like inviting bad things to happen. By the way, am I categorised as a bad thing? I spinned the knob and went inside. The house was bathed in darkness when I entered.

Despite the fact that I was at his house, I tip toed to turn on the light on the living room. The house looked a little messy with a few books laying on the table. I proceeded towards Ash’s bedroom. A faint light pierced under the door.

 “Ash, you in there?” I knocked on his door, waiting anxiously. Before we parted yesterday, he was quite in depressed mood after the heated conversation between us; Terri, Ash and me.

“Kellin…? Why are you here? How you get in?” Ash choked. I sensed sadness in his voice and it tore my heart apart. He can’t be…cutting himself again? I trembled upon the thought and quickly reached the knob and spun it around ; just to know he locked the door. Great… -_-  He left the front door unlocked but locked his bedroom.

“ Ash, open the door. What are you doing locking up yourself there,” I grunted even though my heart was beating wildly. I really hope he didn’t do it.

“Just go. I wanna be alone.” He ordered in a shaky voice.

“What the hell Ash… I can’t possibly leave you alone like this. Open this door, please” I said half begging and shook the door’s knob.

“ Just leave me alone!”

“Ash, I’m going to break  this door down if you don’t open it,” I threatened.

“You won’t do it,” Ash weakly said.

“Watch me,” I retorted

I stepped back, and  gathered my energy before I dashed and banged on the door, shoulder first; so hard I think I might twisted it. All the boxing practices did help.

The door break open and I saw Ash sitting on the floor  at the end of his bed, hugging both his knees.

“Ash…Hey,” I spoke softly and walked towards him and seized him into my embrace. He was crying his body trembled.

“Please, go away…” he pleaded. I smelled something sickening it drove me at the verge of fainting . I knew this smell; the smell of blood.

I held my breath, felt the smell suffocated me. I tried to remain calm and slowly took his left hand. It was bleeding; his flesh opened up , sliced in long straight lines , some on top of another scars. The cuts were quite deep ,  blood running out of it.

“Ugh…” I felt my vision blurred and I slumped on the floor, it’s getting harder to breath.

“Kellin, are...you okay?” Ash worried. He bent over me and put his hand on my forehead to check my temperature. Silly, I don’t have a fever.

“I…”

I tried to breath but the air felt very thin I started to feel pain on my chest. The dizziness surged in and it’s killing me, the world was spinning wildly. Why does this have to happen? My hemophobia symptoms were attacking me. I can’t hear anything and a heavy blackness hit me that I passed out.

***

Ryan was standing looking all mighty in the ring with nothing but his grey Calvin Klein boxer. He was smiling wickedly , masked with a perverted face. I tried to ran away from him.

But I couldn’t. I can’t move a fucking limbs.

I looked down and saw my legs were tied together by a rope and my hands cuffed with a pink handcuff.

“You can’t get away again. I’ll make you want me.” he crowed before his lips twitched upwards. He walked to me. I was screaming, cursing him and squirming frantically like a wounded worm.

The gap between us was getting smaller. My heart raced ,fuelled by hatred.

His lips reaching for mine, I could feel his warm breath.

Fuck this! I was ready to do a headbutt on his leaning fucking face before I realised this is my nightmare. I don’t have power against this asshole. A few inch more and my lips will be stained by him.

Someone…

Someone!!

Someone please save me from my nightmare!

Ash…!!!

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