From The Depths Of Hell

Chapter Four

                

   I was meant to be uploading for other chapters but I ended up writing for this one. lol -.-" Enjoy it, I narrowed down the kinkyness but there is still some in there don't worry. Because it wouldn't be 'An Erotic boyxboy' with no eroticness in mostly every chapter ;D

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    I stepped out of the lift at the Hilton hotel, the hallway was empty. I had managed to sneak up without drawing too much attention to myself. My parents had taken slumber here since their home had burnt to dust. Hesitantly stepping foot after the other down the hallway I remembered Angelos' words 'You shall go back to a 'normal' life with your foster parents for a short while, only you are to know that everything hasn't returned to it's usual state.' , Frowning I got to room '321' then knocked on the door, I heard footsteps which seemed like running, "Did you find anything out yet!" I looked to my dad who brought his gaze now to the door from looking to my 'mother' his eyes widened when he looked at me, he gasped finally finding his voice.

"Raum son...we thought-we thought..."

"I'm here pops" I smiled as he yanked me into his arms hugging me tightly, I felt the warmth of his tears drip onto my shoulder. He pulled back smiling at me then stepped aside allowing me to step inside, I took in the appearance of the presidentual suite, I knew first hand that they wouldn't take some shabby room. Mum was in some casual looking clothing, her eyes swollen from all the crying. She ran over and hugged me extra tightly. "Oh god, baby where have you been?"

"I was at my friends, I left a note but obviously it was demolished" I whispered. She sobbed then tightly embraced me once again this time stopping my breathing. "M-Mum" I rasped and she quickly clicked in and released me. My parents went beside each other and looked to me, I kept my firm flat line on my lips showing no emotion.

"Raum, what's wrong?" Dad asked, I looked them in the eyes, "Why didn't you tell me I wasn't your son" I cooed. They stiffened by my words then looked to one another determining what they were going to say next. "We were ashamed..." Mrs. Greyson muttered dropping her head then sat on the edge of the bed which was on her left. Mr. Greyson leant against the desk and ran a hand through his hair.

"Ashamed of what?"

They looked to one another once again, "I can't conceive. We prayed and prayed for a healthy baby boy. The next day you appeared on our doorstep, literally." she announced putting her hands to her face rubbing away newly formed tears. Mr. Greyson looked to his darling wife then to me,

          "You were so tiny and beautiful, your silky tuff of black hair, your crystalic eyes. We kept the whole situation quiet while we tried to search for whoever put you in our care. We checked the camera's for the streets, a figure appeared but it was like a shadow but obviously it couldn't be just a shadow so the camera was changed but anyhow, whoever it was set you down with a note tucked into your blanket saying your name," he paused allowing the information to sink into my brain. ...A shadow...                "We kept your name seeing as it was one truthful thing about your childhood. Don't think that we didn't want to find your parents, we did but there was nothing, no birth certificates. At the doctors they were shocked because at such a young age you had a full developed immune system. Your brain developed and everything, you are perfect"    Dad said coming over to me then cupping my face in his hands.

We looked in each others eyes, his grey-ish blue eyes were rather beautiful up close. The spirals in the colour seemed to move, I stared deeply into them then he gasped and pulled away turning his back to me. My eyes widened, I rushed to him as did mum.       "Are you ok?"    I asked quickly, dad looked to us and my mothers and my eyes and mouth formed the same shocked expression. Both of his eyes were blood shot. I...did that?