Kidnapped (boyxboy)

Chapter Seven : Milo's Hips and Zaki's Lips

Beep. Beep. Beep.
Milo
The beep of the heart monitor kept Rylan up most of the night, pacing back and forth like an animal in a cage. He slammed on the walls, often leaving to get coffee or take a walk. I had never seen him like this, I found it hard to believe that he could keep himself under control in a situation like this. Jake slept most of the time, drool dripping out of his mouth and creating a puddle on the floor. And me? I couldn't feel anything in my body. It was almost as if someone had ripped my soul out and left an empty carcass in my place. I hadn't slept at all, my eyes barely staying open but my brain forcing me to stay awake. I was scared that if I had fallen asleep I would've missed something. That if I fell asleep, my whole world would come crashing down. As I let myself doze off I grabbed Pheobe's hand and held it in mine, scared to let go. She was like my anchor, and I was a ship lost at sea.

                       Jake
To say my life is hell is an understatement.

I went to school this morning on an empty stomach, throwing up stomach acid into the trash can on the way by. I was thinking it was probably just my stomach revolting against me, a big "FUCK YOU!" to me again. I didn't actually know why I was puking, but I wasn't surprised.

"Jakey!!"
Ben's annoying, girly voice shot me like a bullet. I didn't realize he was even there until I was tripping over him into the gravel. Seconds from smashing my face to shit, I felt arms grab around my waist and pull me up. I came face to face with the same boy who complimented my long board.
"We gotta stop running into each other like this."
He chuckled as I pulled away and brushed my pants off. 

"Hi! I'm Ben! What's your name?"

He turned to Ben, smiling a devilish grin. I could almost imagine the horns, tail, and hell fire. I chuckled to myself. 

"Zaki Ames, nice to meet you." 

                                                                                         Rylan 

"Well fuck." 

I stared at the floor of the kitchen, where a broken glass laid. I heard Milo come around the corner and I turned quickly. He smiled, walking up to me. He trailed his finger down my chest and I gulped. He looked beautiful in his crop top and shorts, his face makeupless. 

"Happy Valentine's Day, daddy." 

He pulled down his shorts and I fainted. 

                                                                                     Milo 

I groaned as I kicked Rylan. He had fainted on our floor. It obviously wasn't the reaction I expected. I had gotten my hips pierced for Rylan, and a new tattoo that said "Property of HIS DADDY." He had fainted as soon as I pulled my shorts off. He awoke with a shout, knocking me onto the ground and connecting our lips. He pulled my panties off and shoved in, making me arch off the floor and scream. 

"Y'know, I expected you to be happy, but I didn't expect you to be 'fuck me' happy." 

He placed his hand over my mouth and began to thrust faster as I moaned through the spaces of his fingers. 

"Daddy's gonna have fun with you." 

                                                                                              Jake 

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. I paced around the school yard, smoking a cigarette. Ben sat nearby on a rock, swinging his feet back and forth and ogling his boyfriend. Sammi Rockheart was Ben's soccer star boyfriend. They loved each other to death. 

"Jakey boy, don't you know it's bad for you to smoke?" 

I jumped and turned to Zaki, who was standing in my face, peering at me with his dark brown eyes. They were almost black. 

"Zaki, don't you know it's bad not to mind your own business?"

He chuckled and took my cigarette out of my mouth, stomping it out. 

"Seriously? What's your damn problem?! You were smoking two days ago!" 

He smirked, dancing around my back. He smelled like licorice and old books. His breath fanned across my face as he whispered nonsense to himself under his breath. 

"Don't you know what day it is?"

"Tuesday?"

"Valentine's Day." 

"Oh."

Zaki smiled his devil smile and danced around me again. He hummed as he crossed in front of my face. 

"Happy Valentine's Day, Jakey."

"If you call me that again I'll cut you open."

"Aren't you gonna say it back?"

I looked at the pout on his plump lips. I couldn't tell if I wanted to kiss him or punch him.

"Happy Valentine's Day, you fucking devil."

He smiled again and kissed my lips. It was the best first kiss in the history of first kisses. It was sweet as sugar. And it was warm, as warm as pie. Our only kiss was like an accident, a beautiful gasoline rainbow. He pulled away and pressed his fingers to his lips, giggling. I stood there and looked at him, unable to speak or think. My mind was just swarmed with his smell, the books, the licorice, his deodorant. He smiled that stupid fucking smile, the one that kind of made me crazy. 

                                                                   I think I'm falling in love. 

(Lucas, if you're reading this at any point, you're welcome. Happy Valentine's Day, I churned out a chapter for fucking once. Some of these sentences are mixes of quotes that I found on the internet. Word count: 900)