What Happens, Happens (BoyxBoy)

CHAPTER 10

A/N:
Hey guys! I know it's been awhile since last update so I apologize! Hope you all enjoy this chapter!

LIAMS POV:
I made my way up to the front door of my rundown house. I reached my hand out to grab the handle but I just couldn't find it in me to open the door. I stood outside for awhile contemplating if I should take the chance and hope my parents aren't home or if I should wait until I know for sure that they aren't home. I sighed, ah, fuck it. Either way I'm going to have to face them. I realized that my breaths were coming out in quiet puffs and my hands were slightly shaking. I managed to force my self to open the front door and took a step inside as quietly as I could. I made my way tiptoeing through the entryway and was about to make it to the foot of the stairs when I felt a hand on my back pull me roughly to look behind me. "What do you think you're doing sneaking around here boy?!" My dad yelled in my face. I tried not to grimace at the heavy stench of booze in his breath but just my luck, he seemed to notice which succeeded in pissing him off even more than he already was. "YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY TO ME?!" Dad screamed, slightly spitting in my face. Ew, nasty. "N-no sir." I flinched back. Damn it! Why am I such a coward?!. My dad didn't believe me I guess because he pushed me back causing me to fall back and hit my head against the ledge of one if the stairs. I tried to get back up but I was pushed back down by him and my head hit the ledge a second time. I groaned in pain at the major headache I now had. I felt my day shift to hover over me and my panic started to rise. I went to get out from underneath him when he grabbed me and held me in place, causing me to only be able to watch with my eyes wide with panic. I could hear dad saying something to me but I couldn't understand. I guess that made him mad and he pulled his fist back then connected it with my face causing my head to feel like it was exploding. He started to continuously punch my face until his arms got tired. All I could do was watch him get up and watch him start to drag me over to the basement. The basement? I've never been in here before. Isn't his lab down here? With all his science experiments? Did I mention my dad was a scientist? No? Well he is. He's actually pretty good at his job but nobody knows his true colors. My parents are the true definition of functioning alcoholics. Dad plopped me onto a cold metal table and proceeded to strap my arms and legs, causing them to stay in place. The panic started rising again as I struggled to move until I spotted dad walk over to a cabinet filled with syringes and proceed to fill one with an unidentifiable liquid. He walked back over to me and started to move the syringe closer to my arm. "Please don't! What are you doing?! Stop!" I tried to beg but I felt the sharp prick of the needle enter my arm as he began to inject the liquid into my body. "Don't worry Liam. You're just going to be taking a little nap." I went to go say something back but my eyes started to feel heavy and my mouth felt dry. The last thing I saw before I passed out was the creepy excitement on my dads face.

A/N: hey guys! I just though of a way to twist the story plot! So basically Liams gonna become a test subject and going to go through some changes both mental and physical. He eventually is going to become some sort of killer for necessary reasons of survival, but I'm not sure of the details yet. I kinda just finished watching tokyo ghoul so I'm kinda feeling inspired to write about similar things. What do you guys think? Do you like the idea? Even if you don't I'm still going to write this plot!