The Lost Neko (BoyxBoy)

|| Chapter 11 ||

Lillian's Point of View

I laid quietly on the couch, curled in a ball with only Cameron's hoodie wrapped around me. Though he had taken me out to shop for myself it seemed I always found myself his closet instead of my own.

My eyes flickered wildly as I watched the tv, my ears suddenly flicking up as I heard the front door begin to open. Quick to push myself up.

"Cameron?" A very familiar voice spoke, Cameron being gone at work after being called in this morning.

My eyes widened and I got to my feet, hearing footsteps coming closer and closer. Running up the stairs to hide, my heart began to pound. Slowly closing the door to our bedroom, being careful not to make a peep.

Why was he here? He should have called Cameron first before just showing up at his house?

I shook away the thoughts as loud footsteps made their way up the stairs, looking around frantically before kicking some of my own clothing under the bed before hiding in the closet. Sliding down the wall as I stared at the door in front of me, my tail flickering wildly with worry.

The bedroom door finally opening, cupping my mouth to keep any sounds from escaping.

"Cam? Dammit." Obvious annoyance in the others voice.

After a moment or two the footsteps began to fade, slowly sliding up as I hit a hanger then tripping only to catch myself against the wall with a loud thump. A rather loud mew leaving my lips, quickly raising a hand to my mouth.

My heart dropping to the pit of my stomach as the footsteps suddenly became much louder before the closet door was pulled open, my eyes lifting to the larger male in front of me.

"Tyler, don't... Don't!" I yelled loudly as the male grabbed my arm pulling my up and out of the closet.

"Well, well, well what do we have here?" He murmured, as he pushed me towards the bed.

"No wonder he's been so quiet at work, my brothers found himself a little kitten to care for. How cute." Tyler mumbled, his head tilted ever so slightly adding to his already creepy posture.

"Brother?" I whispered gently, my eyes widening.

An almost evil looking grin spreading cross the males lips, "He didn't tell you?" he questioned.

I shook my head, though as the other walked towards me I pushed myself up and scooted away.

"Get away from me." I growled, praying maybe just maybe Cameron would come home early.

"I wouldn't be so rude." He said with a more serious tone.
I looked away, my eyes partially close as the others hand caressed my cheek. My eyes widening as I felt a hand grab my ass, slapping the male out of anger. My face was a heated mess, as my tail wrapped around me.

"Don't touch me." I whispered as the male cupped his own cheek, looking up at me with a shocked expression.

My eyes suddenly widened as he grabbed my hoodie, my back hitting up against the wall with a thud as I gasped for air.

"Mm- You're going to regret that later." He muttered lowly before dragging my down stairs, practically fighting with what little breath I had left.

Trying to hold onto anything I could get my hands on, though it didn't take much with his strength to drag me out and toss me into the back of his car.

"Cameron!" I screamed probably the loudest I had ever before, over and over again till my voice became horse.

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The trunk opened, my eyes opening slightly as the male reached down gripping my wrists before tying them behind my back.
My hoodie pulled up far enough to reveal my lower half, and sadly I wasn't wearing anything else.

I felt the other pull me up and set me down before walking with me to an old and unfamiliar house, taking a glance around to see little to no human life.
As I was forced inside the house, it being empty besides a couple family photos lying on the floor of what seemed to be a family. Consisting of only a father and two young boys, my eyes widening realizing it was Cameron and Tyler with what must have been their father.

It wasn't long before I was lifted and carried up the stairs, being thrown into a small room that seemed to be some kind of a closet before.

"Our dad called this the punishment room, he got a kick out of it I'd say." Tyler murmured as he licked his lips.
"To bad he's not here to see this, what a proud father he'd be, huh?" he smirked as I sat on the cold floor staring up at the other with an obvious expression of fear.

The larger male slowly sat down in front of me, grinning.

"You know he had a thing for younger boys, I never really understood it really. Then again, looking back at it I don't really understand any of it really. He always chose Cameron, always. Even when he wanted sex, it was always Cam." He started.

My eyes widening, "I wasn't good enough for sex, oh but I was a great punching bag it seemed" He laughed.

"When he died it came as a relief to everyone, yet no one even thanked me for it? Can you believe that?"

I stared at him with disgust and confusion, it was obvious there was something mentally wrong with him.

He went silent now just staring at me before pushing himself up, "Well, I suppose I'll see you tomorrow then." He assured me before shutting the door, locking it before flipping the light switch off leaving me left to sit in the darkness of the cold house. Tears now trailing down my cheeks as I laid myself down, my soft cries echoing throughout the empty house.

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Where am I going with this you ask? Well, I have no idea really. Though I have got somewhat of a rough outline for the rest of the story, so we'll see how it goes from here. Sorry it's kind of disturbing and such, but I thought we'd dive into Tyler and a bit of Cameron's back stories since we already know most of Lillian's. Either way, this was probably the most fun I've had writing this book. (I know, I'm weird.) I just enjoy coming up with backstories to characters, any who thank you for all the support as well it means a lot! I'll get started on the next chapter soon! (: Bye. <3