Gothic: Cashton

Trois

Dedication: Kasayla

Calum shivers as he comes back to consciousness. Everything is dark and he hears soft cries and moans of pain from all around him. He stands and reaches a hand out, feeling a bar. He drags his hand along it to find that he's in what seems to be a cage. Calum lets out a wimper upon discovering his circumstance. Its not fair. He just wanted to go to the circus with his best friend and his best friends new boyfriend, and now he's stuck in a cage in a dark room.

His eyes begin to adjust and he sees that the cage he's in is not large in the slightest. Its actually quite small and Calum can't even stand up straight in it. He grips two bars in his hands and shakes them. They don't budge.

"Hey, shut up!" A girls voice hisses from his left. He jumps and looks toward it, squinting his eyes in attempts to see who he's talking to.

"H-hello?" He whsipers.

"I said shut up! If Freakshow hears you we're all gonna get it!" She snaps. Calum whimpers and shrinks into the corner of his cage. He just wants to be with Michael again. He wants his mum and dad and his multiple dogs. Hell he even wants to go to his dopey job at the movie theatre in town. Anywhere but the slightly damp, slightly too short cage he's in now.

A door opens and Calum nearly shrieks at the sudden bright light. Freakshow steps in and turns the light in the room on. Calum looks around, seeing all of the acts from the show hunched over in cages tending to various wounds they'd acquired during the show. Calum pities them. Calum pities himself. Freakshow steps farther into the room and shuts the door, wrinkling his nose.

"My god you all stink!" He sneers. Calum cowers back to his corner. Freakshow looks around slowly until his eyes land on Calum. "Ah yes you" he says. Calum trembles and points to himself.

"M-me?" He stammers out. Freakshow chuckles.

"Yes you. Calum Hood, am I correct?" He asks. Calum fears yet again for his life. This has to be some sort pf nightmare or prank.

"H-how do you know my name?" He whispers. Freakshow appears directly in front of his cage.

"Sweetheart I know everything" he says in an eerily soft voice. Calum swallows thickly and draws his knees to his chest. Freakshow pulls out a key.

"Now then, little one why don't we get you cleaned up hm?" He asks. Calum nods and stands. Freakshow unlocks the cage and wraps a muscular arm around Calum's middle. "Don't worry. We'll keep you nice and safe. Daddy never lets anyone hurt his pets. Unless its Daddy himself of course." Calum shivers in terror at Freakshow's words. Everything about this screams run the fuck away to Calum, but judging by the bumps every now and again they're moving and moving fast.

"Where am I?" Calum squeaks as Freakshow leads him out of the room with the cages.

"Well we're currently on a train. We're heading to our next show actually." Calum attempts to fight off his tears. He only fails a little. Freakshow leads him to a luxurious looking car and pushes him lightly into it. Calum looks around in astonishment. "Beautiful isnt it?" Freakshow asks. Calum nods. "Use your words!" He snaps. Calum flinches.

"Y-yes freakshow its b-beautiful" he stammers. Freakshow laughs.

"Freakshow is merely my stage name. Either call me Ashton or Daddy. Whichever suits you." Calum blushes.

"I'm sorry" he whispers. Ashton shakes his head and tilts Calum's chin so he's looking at him.

"Now then, there's no need to appologize. You didn't know. Would you like to take a shower? Perhaps a bath?" Ashton asks. Calum looks down at the coat he's srill wearing and picks some fuzz off of it.

"A-a shower would be nice." He replies. Ashton nods and opens a door leading to a small bathroom.

"Don't take too long. The water only goes to a tank until we stop again. Itll turn off if the tank starts getting close to full." Ashton explains. Calum nods.

"Okay." He shuts the bathroom door and manages to lock it before breaking down into tears. He shouldn't be there! He shouldn't be on this train filled with people who weren't even people at all. He stripps off his clothes, sniffling and whining the whole time. Calum lathers soap onto himself and sniffles once more. He wants to go home so terribly badly.

When he finishes, he dries himself with a towel from the cupboard and pulls his old clothes on. When he exits the bathroom, he sees Ashton dressed in low hanging sweatpants. Less than half the outift he'd worn for the show. When Ashton notices Calum's presence, he stands.

"Now then, why are you dressed in those clothes, my dear?" He asks. Calum shrinks away a bit.

"Th-they're the only ones I have" he whispers. Ashton chuckles

"Come here, little one" he murmurs, leading Calum to a different car. Half of it is full of brightly colored costumes and the other of normal clothes. Calum looks around in awe. Its the largest closet he's ever seen. Ashton rests his hands on Calums hips

"Do you like it?" He asks. Calum nods. "Go on then, find something you like. We'll pick your costume in the morning. Calum freezes.

"Costume? For what?" He asks. Ashton smiles

"For your act of course! You didn't think I brought you here just to lounge about did you?" Calum frowns

"I can't do anything special. I'm just me." Calum whispers. Ashton shakes his head and cups Calum's cheek.

"Darling I'll make you good at something." He explains. Calum tilts his head to the side.

"How?" Ashton raises a hand and moves it in such a way that makes Calum slightly transfixed.

"Dance." Ashton commands.

"Ashton I can't-"

"I said dance!" Ashton shouts. Calum does as told doing perfect ballet before coming to a stop.

"How did- what did- huh?" Calum stammers.

"As I said, sweetheart. I'll make you good at something. Now grab something to wear to bed. You'll be sleeping with me tonight." He says. Calum grabs some comfortable looking sweats and a large t-shirt. He changes into them in private and admires how his collar bones jut out from the shirt. He's always been proud of them. A sharp knock on the door brings Calum out of his trance.

"Hurry up in there" Ashton's deep voice commands. Calum gathers his old clothes from the floor and steps out of the bathroom.

"Sorry" he whispers. Ashton coos at the boy in front of him.

"Its alright, sweetheart. Daddy was just getting a little impatient. Now come, lets sleep and tomorrow you'll make your big debut." He says softly. Calum nods and follows Ashton to a large bed. Ashton gets in first and holds up the covers. Calum climbs in, keeping his distance from Ashton. Ashton wraps and arm around Calum's slim waist and tugs him to his chest.

"Nice try, baby. You're sleeping right here with Daddy"

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