It was going on nine at night when Troye finally around the back of Jackson's house. It was a decent sized house, it look somewhat normal, despite the horrors that were probably going on inside. Troye crept through the backyard and made his way towards the windows. He looked through the first window. It was a group of guys playing cards and drinking beers. He looked through the second window, nothing. He looked through the third and final window. There, he saw Connor, his hair a scattered and his hand and feet were tied to a chair.
Troye tried knocking on the window careful to not cause any attention towards him. Connor had turned towards him. Troye instantly had a smile on his face knowing that his little was safe, but it quickly went away as he saw Connor furiously shaking his head. Troye titled his head to the side as Connor kept trying to tell Troye something but he couldn't quite understand it.
"You know I've been waiting for you Troye." Jackson says before Troye's vision went blurry.
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"Troye?" Connor said.
Troye heard the voice but it had echoed in his mind. What had happened? Troye shook his head and opened his eyes, letting them adjust to the changing in light. Across him was a teary eyed Connor.
"Connor, are you okay?" Troye said.
"I'm fine, you shouldn't have came here." Connor said attempting to move his hair out of his face without the use of his hand.
"What do you mean I shouldn't have come here! Jackson kidnapped you did you expect me to sit idle by?" Troye said begging to struggle against the ropes.
"No," He said. "But Jackson plans on doing something... horrible to you and I don't wan-."
"Connor I want you to look at me I don't care what happens to me as long as you are safe I care too much to let anything happen to you."
"And I care too much to let anything to happen to you, he wasn't going to do anything to me! In his sick and twisted mind he still finds a way to show compassion towards me. He was using me as bait to get you here."
Troye looked at Connor. Neither of them said a word, their eyes did most of the talking. Even if Jackson planned on doing nothing to Connor. He still came to rescue him. He wasn't going to go into this guy house, that he's forced to call human, without any sort of plan. He was dumb but he wasn't that dumb. Troye broke free from the ropes and untied his feet. He quickly went over to Connor and quickly untied him.
"Troye what are you doing?" He says looking around to make sure that no one saw what he was doing.
"Trust me Connor. Now, I'm going to place these ropes back around your legs loosely, I'm going to do the same." Troye said calmly.
"Troye I don't like the sound of this what are you doing?" Connor said nervously.
"I have a plan Connor, trust me."
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After an hour or so or sitting and Connor almost visibly shaking they heard footsteps and someone laughing.
"Oh, Troye," Jackson started. "You really love that boy don't you?"
Jackson placed a hand on Troye's shoulder as they both gaze over at the american. Connor knew where Jackson was going with this and there was only one way he knew how to stop it and he planned on doing it.
"It's a shame that you have to see him die right in front of you." He says pulling out a gun and quickly pointing it at Troye's face.
The next few moments went by in a blur as Connor got up from the chair and pushed Jackson to the ground, two gun shot went of as Troye scrambled to throw multiple punches making sure each and everyone of them count. Once he knew for sure that he was knocked out he quickly called both the police and an ambulance and ran over to Connor.
"I called an ambulance they are on there way now, I just need you to hold on for me baby boy." Troye says gripping onto Connor's hand as if his life depended on it.
"Troye, I love you." Connor says with a weary smile.
Troye moved some hair out of Connor's face as tears streamed down his own. "Don't talk like that Connor, the ambulance is on its way, please hold on for my Con, please."
"I'm just tired Tro." Connor said.
"Connor, please don't." Troye said shakily.
Connor gestured for Troye to come closer. "Could I have a big boy kiss?" He said his voice growing weary.
"Sure." Troye said before gently pulling Connor's face closer to his.
The second their lips touched and the second Connor pulled away was the second Connor's eyes closed. Was it forever? Troye didn't know all he knew was right now. And right now Connor looked dead.
In a split second The paramedics and police officers barged in. The paramedics took one look at Troye then looked to the policemen and told them to get him out of here. Troye fought back as much as he could so he could see what was happening but eventually he gave up and walked out of the room with the policemen.
"Hold on my precious prince." He mumbled to himself.
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hehe *awkwardly scratches the back of my neck*
let's thank @braxtonsivan for this chapter because if it wasn't for ( insert pronouns here ) i wouldn't have updated.
so i don't do shout outs or recommend books but i'm going to right now so if you like the whole cg/l thing you can read the following (if you want to ofc)
i'm officially out of school so there may or may not be double updates heading your way so stay tuned ( ; and I do have another story in the works for people that read my other two stories. it's called reach and here is the cover for it :
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and then here's the summary ;
" why love someone you know will never love you the same ? " she said looking at the ground .
he looked towards the abandoned playground and smiled . " why do you wear a shirt you know doesn't fit ? "
" in hopes you could make it fit again . "
so that story might be a thing but idk. oh, btw thanks for the 3k it really mean a lot to me that you love this story because i love writing it < 3 ( much love )
as always post your thought and comments because i love reading/responding to them
