The Dark Circus (BoyxBoy)

~Chapter 5~

~Ash~

This guy, The Ringmaster, is creepy. Don't get me wrong. He's cool looking, and gorgeous, but there's just something about him that disturbes me. Like, why the hell wou;d you want to live a life like this?

I sit there, in the little black armchair, and run my hands over the rough leather. He doesn't come back for a long time, and I sit there bored out of my mind because there's no freaking reception out here. Eventually, he walks in and sets his top hat down on a coat rack, then turnes to me.

"A ride will be sent for you first thing tomorrow," he tells me, leaning against the counter of the mini kitchen. "Until then, you shall stay here."

I nod, and I feel a bit uneasy inside. I don't wanna stay here! Not with all these freaks! Ugh. I guess I have to choice, though. I stand up, and head for the door.

"I'm going out for some air," I say before he can stop me.

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I leave, and he calls after me, but I don't wanna go back right now. I need to breathe. I feel like I'm suffocating. I walk through the woods, under the trees and stars up above. It's a clear night, and I can hardly breathe. What's up with that?

"Hello?" A voice calls. "hello? Is anyone there?"

I look around, and see a boy. He's kneeling on the ground, crouched over and I can't see his face. I walk towards him, a little cautious.

"Hey, are you okay?" I ask.

He spins around on his heel and grabs me by the thraot. Surprised, I wrench back, but his grip is to tight. I can't get any noise out and I'm started to feel light-headed. The boy smiles, but I can't see his eyes. I struggle, but he's taller than me and I can't anything but fall limp in his arms.

"You're mine," he growls, and then he starts laughing like a madman.

He starts dragging me by the arms, and I can't do anything about it. Stars are swarming in my vision and I can't move. I feel like I've been drugged. Just then, he drops me.

"Evan!" That voice is familiar. Who is it? "Let him go. Get back to your room!"

There's loud footsteps, and then I'm being picked up in someone's arms. I look uo into the eyes of the Ringmaster. His eyes are filled with concern and anger. He picks me up 'bridal style' and takes me back to his trailor. I can only rest my head against his chest as he walks. Then we're in his trailor and kicks the door closed. My eyelids are drooping, and I feel very, very sleepy. Then he takes me and climbs into his little bed in the back room, which really the bed is the room because it's so small.

"Wha-?" I start, but he lays down with me on his chest.

I give up, and rest my head in the crook of his neck. He wraps his arms around me, and after awhile, I fall asleep.