The Dark Circus (BoyxBoy)

~Chapter 7~

~Ash~

I opened my eyes to find myself cuddled up in a plush, fluffy black blanket. I looked around, and I see the Ringmaster sitting in his armchair, looking out the window at the cloudy aky. I stretch and look around, finally actually getting a look at my surroundings. There's no pictures on the walls, or anything. It's bare. Black and grey and white.

"You're awake," the Ringmaster says.

"No shit," I reply.

He raises an eyebrow. "A ride will come for you soon." I noticed a look of somehwhat sadness in his eyes.

"Uh, thanks," I say, standing anf rubbing the back of my head.

"It's no matter." He pauses, then stands, and I realize he's a lot taller them I am. "So...are you hungry?"

I shake my head. "No, not really. Um, what should now? Should I just go wai in my car...?"

"No," he says. "You can stay here."

I walk to the door, and he makes no attempt to stop me, although I see he's hesitant. I walk outside and inhale the fresh morning air. I kinda wish I don't have to go home. I start walking in the direction of my car. I see it from here, and I still have no idea where the car keys are.

"Where do you think you're going?" A voice snarls behind me.

I turnto that boy from last night. The boy with red abd black hair. I can never see his eyes. What's up with this guy.

"Uh, home," I say quietly, not sure if I should be panicking.

He smiles, a big giant grin. His teeth are so sharp. He rushes forward, faster than anything I've ever seen. WTF?! Is this guy a vampire or something?! I watch ad he grabs me by the arms and pins me to the car, holding my arms down by my sides. I struggle, but it's no use. He's so freaking strong.

"I don't think so," he growls, his face not even an inch from my own. "You're not going anywhere."

I look up at him, with wide eyes. "Uh, I really think I should be going..."

He laughs, a cruel, evil laugh. "You're coming with me."

He pulls me up and holds my arms behind my back. I struggle and pull. He starts dragging me away, but I kick him and I fall on my ass. I scoot away, and then I can finally see his eyes. I can't move. They're just so...dark. Like, pitch black. I feel like I'm going to fall into the dark and never escape.

"You little shit," he growls, walking forward.

I can't move. He moves forward and grabs me by my hair. I let out a whimper, and he just laughs, that sick laugh.

"Evan, leave him alone."

The Ringmaster. So, I'm guessing his name is Evan. Why is he here? What's going on?

He's mine, Thomas," Evan hisses. "So go sit in your stupid armchair, and just ignore the screams."

My eyes go wide. What did he just say? Scrwams? What the hell is going on?!

"Please," I whimper. "I just wanna go home."

"You're coming with ME!" Evan growls again.

"You're not going with him," the Ringmaster says simply. "But you're not going home either."

Wait. What? No. This can't be happening. Are they fucking kidnapping me?!

"Why not?" I ask. "I just wanna go home."

The Ringmaster sighs. "I don't wanna let you go."

"Why?" I ask again, wincing as Evan let's go of my hair harshly.

"Because you're different," he relpies. "You're mine.