I Gonna Live Till I Die

Dark World or Dark Mind

This is a Sebbasdion and Bridge one shot for Soul Rider!! Enjoy!!! See you at the end

Bridge searched the dark house for the killer. Sebb was on his way but he decided to risk it and go ahead anyway. Ever since he had gotten shot people were more protective of him than ever. He wanted to prove that he could still do the job. That he wasn't weak. He was always trying to prove that he wasn't weak. But the truth is that he hated the fact that it was so... dark. The bulbs were burnt out. He was scared, and he whether he wanted to admit it or not he wanted Sebb there with him. He loved Sebb, and all he could do now was wait in the dark, was it a dark world or just a dark mind...

He always had an intense fear of the dark. He was ashamed to admit he slept with the hallway light on and the door cracked open. He walked slowly and carefully and yet something still caught him by surprise and grabbed him. Before he knew what was happening he was quickly tied, then gagged, then shoved into a dark closet. His eyes widened and he tried to kick the door open with his tied feet. It was shut tight.

No. No no NO! He was NOT trapped in the dark! Not again. Tears appeared. The last time he was stuck in the dark was in high school. The entire football team had locked him in the shack in complete darkness while stripping him naked and forcing him to masturbate in front of the cheerleaders. But he couldn't see the faces. He just heard the mocking tones, the sadistic laughter. That was worse. The police found him in the morning. Since then whenever it was truly dark he would close his eyes and hear the laughter.

Panic seized control, laughing at him like those kids did. He struggled against the bonds. NO. He pushed at the door, the gag sliding deeper into his throat. His breathing got faster. He groaned as his heart began to race, his chest began to hurt. He moaned, and struggled to breathe. It was getting worse. His chest felt like something was pressing on him. His heart felt like a drum against his skin. Sweat covered him like a blanket, tears were uninvited guests.

And the closed space. He hated the closed space. It reminded him of coffins, which reminded him of the time Charly wanted to bury him alive. He had often dreamt about what would have happened if the team was too late.

He swallowed, causing the cloth to go even deeper, making it more difficult to breathe. Was it just him or did the walls feel like they were closing in? He closed his eyes but that made it worse.

"Do ya like that Spency? Does that feel good?" More laughter.

"We are all sinners."

Time seemed to take forever. The walls pressed in on him. Smothered him alive. He closed his eyes, chest getting heavier and heavier. This was it...he was going to die...he was sure if it. No way he could escape this. The fighter in him woke. He had to get out! He just had too! He couldn't die like this. He sobbed against the gag. Suddenly he felt air, brush on him as the door slowly opened.

"Bridge?" He didn't realize he had been banging against the closet door. He opened his eyes and there was Sebb looking at him,shock and concern written on him. When he moved his mouth the cloth pushed in a few more inches, finally causing him to choke, saliva leaking on the side.

"Bridge!" Panicked, Sebb grabbed the wad of cloth and forced it's out of Bridge's mouth. Bridge gasped for air, drinking it up, swallowing it whole. He blinked several times as he gulped down the air, trying to return his breathing to a regular rhythm. He felt the burning sensation of acid rising in the back of his throat. The thought of being nearly choked was too much for him. He sobbed in shame and humiliation while it happened, as Sebb pulled him out of the closet. and untied him.

"I'm sorry," he sobbed. "I'm sorry."

"Sh...it's okay. That's nothing to be ashamed of." Sebb just wanted to concentrate on healing Bridge. On getting his baby boy well. Bridge wouldn't stop shaking and yet he was covered in sweat. Sebb grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around him. Bridge's hands were nearly frozen.