Product Of A Murderer

Chapter Six- Decisions, Fate And Time

He stood there wide-eyed; did he see that? He steps back and I follow him closing the door behind me. He uncovers his mouth like he’s going to say something but I cover his mouth with my bloody hands and drag him up to my room. I let him go when we’re safe behind closed door and I take a good look at him; when I was dragging him up here I guess I got the blood from that slut on my precious Alan. His innocent face covered in blood; he looked so confused, I had to look away because I knew that sooner or later he was going to end up covered in blood. Relief washes over me; I’m glad its not his blood. I at least have that. We’re staring into each other’s eyes but he isn’t afraid, he stands tall against me like he isn’t afraid of me. I know for a fact that he saw what I did, he saw me do those things to her and yet he isn’t afraid.

“Why aren’t you afraid of me? You saw what I did to her so why?”

“Austin I know you, I know you didn’t mean it.” He comes closer to me and I’m afraid, for us I am afraid. I don’t know when but I ended up on the floor in his arms and he’s holding me and telling me that it will be ok, we will be ok and I’m crying, sobbing into his chest as he rubs my back telling me that we’ll escape, we will be freed. I look to him and kiss his lips for what seems like the final time and it might as well be because my father walks in staring at us with a frozen smile.

“Its seems as though you’ve discovered our secret. You were such a nice boy too.” I stand up, pulling Alan up by his hair.

“I told you, he’s mine.” I’m grabbing rope from the closet and duct tape and tie him up throwing him into my closet. I apologize to him with my eyes pleading for him to forgive me because after tonight everything will change.

“He belongs to me so you can not touch him; I’ll get you any whore you like just leave this one alone.” I say fiercely and he nods. Murderers honor I suppose; he walks away and leaves me with my thoughts. Alan’s tied up in the closet, my father expects me to kill him and he has to be home by tomorrow because we have school. I should have stayed away from him, I should have killed him; no I shouldn’t do this anymore. I open the closet and he’s looking at me with his pretty brown eyes, I take the duct tape off of his mouth and he sighs.

“So you’re going to kill me now?”

“No Alan I’m going to save you. For now I’ll keep you here; I’ll tell your mom that you’re staying over for awhile or I don’t know I’ll think of something but right now I just have to keep you safe.” I say looking in his eyes he agrees and I kiss him again, I’ll keep him safe if it’s the last thing I do. I make sure the door is locked and I push a cabinet against it so if my father tries to take him I’ll know about it. I untie him quickly and give him a shirt to change into; he looks like a child in my large shirt and I’m filled with this feeling of happiness despite the situation we have found ourselves in. for now I will pretend he’s my prisoner and keep him close. We wash the blood from our bodies and get ready for bed; this is fucked up, this is wrong but he makes it all ok. I pull him into bed with me and he falls asleep in my arms almost instantly. I watch him; his head on my chest as we are lying together, his breathing keeping me at ease. Usually at this time would be when the screams are at its worst but he silences them with his breathing and I am actually finding myself nodding off into a dreamless slumber. I don’t know what tomorrow will hold but tonight; its one of the best nights of my entire life.