The Mortician's Son [BoyxBoy Romance] * On Hold *

Chapter One ; Part One

Shadows loomed all around him as he walked through the dark, deserted, main road. Rain poured down from the sky and all he knew how to do was to keep moving forward. He felt as if he were turning to stone from the fear that hovered above him in the thick humidity that clung to the air. Looking back at the bus stop he just came from seconds ago, he watched as the street lamp flickered it's ugly light above it. Turning back forward, he felt a pang of guilt and fear settling in his gut, along with the regret that sat there ever since he first took a step onto the bus. 

             All he knew now was his backpack, his sketchbook, and his drumsticks. Never again would he be able to return home. Never again would he see his beloved father. Never again would he see his sister–his best friend. He knew that for a fact. Skylar committed suicide only a year ago. He watched from afar as his older sister drowned in the depths of depression and alcohol. He learned from her how to cut, how to self harm, how to relieve any impossibly mournful emotional suffrage. But most importantly, Skylar taught him how to feel. Not only for himself, but for others as well. 

             A small pebble jumping up and down on the road pulled Johnny out of his thoughts. Turning around, Johnny's whole entire body stiffened with absolute terror and horror. What looked like a whole mob of the living dead came charging towards him. They were miles away, but Johnny could see how they ran awkwardly and how they looked so disoriented. As they got closer, Johnny could make out the blood-covered maggots oozing out of their pores. 

             Faster than a bolt of lightening, Johnny turned on his heel and ran for his life. He panted as his bag and guitar case weighed him down. He ran and ran, hearing their strangled screams echo through the deserted streets, only to fall and mess up his ankle. 

 Once back up on his feet, Johnny limped away as fast as he could. He knew they were gaining on him from the loud screams that sounded like strained groans and car horns. As if the world were crumbling from beneath him, crippled and raw hands grabbed at his arms, legs, torso, and neck, strangling him and pushing him down. Soon enough, he was being thrown to the side of the road. Thousands of sharp teeth bit into him, causing his body to jerk violently. Before Johnny could even let out a scream, his whole world turned black as a kick drum pounded down once and echoed throughout his mind. 

** Note ; Hello everyone :D I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but do keep in mind it is only part one of the chapter. I am working on the second chapter now and I will try and make it longer. I'm sorry for the short chapters! 

- Irene 

BringMeTheMemories ;3