Freak?(BoyxBoy)

Chapter Eight

I woke up to nothing, my eyes flutered open and I looked around, this wasn't my room. I stood up and looked at the plain white walls. Suddenly, every memory from yesterday came into my head and I glared at the wall, the door opened and the blond boy from yesterday. He looked at me blankly,then gave a soft smile.

"Oh, Ethy your awake!" His voice was deep and husky, way better then the high pitched girly boy voices at my school. I looked into his honey brown eyes with a glare. Wait. Did he just call me...Ethy?..

"The fuck is an Ethy..." I mumbled under my breath. He kind of just looked at me, then started to laugh uncontrollably. I got a poker face. He finally calmed down and looked up at me, laughing lightly. Is this guy mental?

"Your my Ethy!" Yep, definitely mental, I glared at him.

"I am not 'yours' nor am I anyone else." I sat back on the bed stubbornly with my arms crossed. He looked at me.

"Really? The pictures say otherwise."

"What pictures." My eyes narrowed at the other, he smiled and took out a folded piece of paper, unfolding it he handed it to me, my eyes widened when I seen it. It was a picture of me. Shirtless with my arms above my head,and kissing him!! He was pinning my arms above my head. My hair was wet and some water dripped across my skin, his hair was messed up, both of our eyes were closed. I looked at him with a poker face. He looked back with the same face.

"This. Is fake." I said plainly.

"No its not."

"Yes it is. I do not remember suck events going on in my own room with someone I do not even know."

"How is it fake though? There is no proof of it being fake."

"There is no proof of it being real either." He nodded as if agreeing with me.

"But it is real, you can not prove it isn't."

"You can not prove it is." He slightly glared at me.

"I do not like to be argued with, Ethan." His voice was warning.

"I'm not arguing, imjust proving my point. You are trying to avoid the subject." I told him with a poker face. He glared more.

"You do not want to see me with a bad temper, Ethan." I rolled my eyes slightly, making his narrow.

"I was originally going to come and ask what you wanted for breakfast, but it doesn't seem like you deserve anything. So I will just leave now."

"You do realize I haven't eaten in like, four days?"

"Does that mean you are Hungry?"

"No." Lies, I'm fucking starving you ass.

"Fine then." He turned to the door. I was just going to let him leave when my stuff.och growled loudly, icursed myself mentally. He smirked slightly.

"You sure you aren't hungry?"

"Ye-" I was interrupted when my stomach growled loudly. I glared slightly. He smirked more.

"I will get you food if you like." I glared at him.

"What's the catch?"

"My, you are smarter then you let on. Just say that the photo is real and I'll bring you whatever you want." I glared at him harder, like hell I would actually tell him it was real.

"Fuck you." I said plainly, h looked at me with a smirk.

"I'm pretty sure it will be the other way around, kitten." I growled lowly at him, my sharp kahnines showing. This only made him smirk more.

"Like hell." He shrugged and walked towards the door.

"Wait." He turned to me and lifted an eyebrow.

"Where my phone?"

"Safe, I still have to go through and delete a few contacts of yours."

"I don't have any fucking contacts you ding bat."

"Oh really? Cause, last time I checked Hana was an actual name." I tensed and satred at him for a moment.

"Who are you?"

"Rule number one of being a stalker, do not give away your name unless needed." He crossed his arms, so this was my stalker. Well, least he's cute.

"Fine then. I'll call you Skilly."

"Why?"

"Because I can." He glared again.

"Ethan." His one was warning yet again.

"Yes dear skilly?~" I smirked slightly as he growled. He stepped closer and I flinched back slightly, my hands up defensibly, dammit. Stupid reflex, now I look weak. He stopped and his face softened, I looked to the side. Cursing myself under my breath for being so weak. He sighed slightly and squealed, much like a girl.

"Ethy, your so cuuuute!" He fangirled over me. I blushed lightly.

"No I am not! Just fucking leave already!" I glared at him. I wasn't cute, I do not know why he would stalk me. I'm just a fucking freak. He frowned slightly, the signed.

"I'll show you around later then. Stop being so difficult." I glared slightly.

"I'll do whatever the fuck I want!" He glared before turning and leaving, the firmilier sound of a lock was heard and I sighed, laying down I put my arm over my eyes, I closed them and though about the situation I was in, I teared up and bit my lip to keep in soft cries. Why did I have to be so weak?.. Why did I just llaythat off like he hasn't have just kidnapped me and just asked him to let me go. Though I doubt that would work. I silently cried into my sleeve.

{Skilly's POV}

I slowly walked down the dull hallway, I clenched My fists and gritted my teeth. Why did Ethan have to be so difficult? Why couldn't he be like all the other kidnappes? But, I guess that's why he isn't a victim for me. That's why he is mine, and mine alone. I signed, I have to erase this Hana person from his contacts. I'll have to do a little research on her though first.

You guuuuuys, I am soooooll sorry, I have been sick and felt like crap these last few days, I is sooooo sorry, please forgive me!! Gomen!!! Anyway, i do hope you enjoyed this rather messed up chapter. Bye~