People aren't always the ones you think they are.

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Credence POV

I was in my room when I heard a loud crack. I jumped off my bed and saw Mr Graves standing at my door.

I hoped that nobody had heard that noise so I made him enter my room quickly and closed the door.

"Mr Graves, I'm sorry, but you can't be here. You can't stay, if Ma sees you-"

I was stopped by lips on mine. I melted into his embrace, he put his arms around me but I was too overwhelmed by the feeling to do anything.

He bit my lips, I moaned and he took the chance to enter his tongue.

Once again, I was too scared and shocked to move but I didn't do anything to stop him.

It was really pleasing, it was like being on a cloud, nothing to worry about, just the two of us. The thought that I loved him struck me again, I knew it. But this time, it was him kissing me, meaning that he could possibly love me, that we might be together in the future. And that made me feel invincible, it was like I could get over anything, I could fight anyone, I could climb mountains. He gave me strength. He made me strong when I was the weakest.

At this thought, I suddenly felt brave. I put my arms around his waist and pulled him closer to me. Our tongues finally danced together and it was like something only gods could know about. That feeling was heaven.

He pushed me on my bed, him over me, hands each side of my head and one of his legs in the middle of mines.

We were both panting. And just this feeling of being dominated but like, sweetly, I couldn't explain it but it was perfect. His eyes were looking at mine but I only looked at his lips and I couldn't hold the reflex of touching my lips, remembering what we just did.

"Credence, it's not that I hate this place but if we want a bit more intimacy... Come with me, just hold my hand really tight."

Of course, I would do anything that he told me. At the moment I touched his hand I felt like I was being distorted in all the ways possible, I couldn't breathe and I had this horrible feeling that I could drop his hand at any time and that I would land in some dimensions.

The sensation finally stopped and I could breathe again.

"Not too shaken ?
Are you okay ?"

I nodded, I began to feel better even if my stomach was still protesting about this way of traveling.

"This is the way you use to travel ?"
I asked.

"Yes, all wizards of 17 learn to disapparate. That's how it's called. When you arrive somewhere, you apparate to this place but you disapparate from the place you were before."

He smiled and I just wanted to continue what we were doing before.
So I kind of jump on him, not
even noticing where we were, and I kissed him as if there was no tomorrow.

Once again, he pushed me on the bed, same position as before. And I wanted more.

And, we did more.

***

I was sure I could not ever forget what I felt that night. It hurt at the beginning but I quickly forgot about the pain and started to feel a pleasure that was so good I had the feeling it was illegal.

Also, I knew what had changed in him. It was his eyes. I noticed it because when we were... doing the thing ? I didn't know how it was called.
Anyway, when we were doing that we just kept our eyes deep in each other.
I thought it was some magic he did to his eyes to make them look brighter.

I had trouble walking but I had to go back to Church the non magical way, because I could not allow Ma to know that Mr Graves was a wizard.

When we got out the building we were in, I had kind of a deja vu. But I didn't really care, I was with him and I couldn't be happier. We finally had that connection.

He walked me home and I was back to being shy so he just gave me a quick peck on the forehead, plus we were in the street and I remember him saying that two men could not be seen together like that.

When I entered the church, Ma asked me where I've been, I was so scared that my eyes were filled with tears.

But then I thought of him and it gave me the courage to face her.

I told her that I woke up early to give leaflets at a place Mr Graves told me to go. I was sure she would not believe me but for some reasons, she did.
It surprised me a lot but I was quite happy about that and decided to go to my bedroom to get some rest.

Percival POV

I could not talk. Not even cry. I was just sitting there, on the bed this stupid bastard gave me. I was only made of rage and pain at this point. I could not move. I was shivering, shaking from all these feelings.

I had seen everything. Everything they did. And I didn't have the choice not to watch. I had seen how Credence acted and jumped on him even though he was usually shy, how Grindelwald had not even forced him, he was dominating but Credence could have said no at anytime. But he didn't.

And that's exactly what Grindelwald wanted me to see.

I was just so desperate.

I screamed. I shouted. I even punched the wall several times, I broke everything that was in the room. But the image was still reflecting on every wall (even the ceiling and the floor) and the sound was echoing in the whole room. I couldn't escape.

Everything was destroyed and I was sitting on the floor, not even able to cry. Nor could I be mad at Credence, he was thinking that this man was me. But it wasn't. He took so much pleasure with him.

I should have been the first.

WHAT ?

Well, I have to stop lying to myself. The feeling that was in the middle of rage and sadness was fucking jealousy.

Because I was fucking in love with him. I fell for him. I fell for the shy boy that can't even see how beautiful he is, I fell for the scared boy who trusted me with his soul, I fell for the hurt boy who had a hurtful life. I fell for the boy who blushed when I only touched him. I fell for the boy that's not even conscious of the immensity of his powers, of his greatness. I fell for the man that faced every problem, that lived with an obscurial inside of him at the age of 17, for the man that survived an obscurial. I could spend countless hours enumerating why and how I fell for him. The result was the same : I loved Credence.

I had to get out of here and save him from Grindelwald's hands.

I had to think of a way out.

Grindelwald POV

I reached my goal, even if he wasn't that useful in the whole obscurus thing, he was quite cute, so why not ?
Plus I made Graves totally mad.

I got to the room in the basement, I didn't enter I just talked to the door, knowing he would hear me.

"How does it feel to have your boyfriend moaning your name with another guy ? Did you got excited ? Because if not, I can guarantee you that I sure did."

I laughed and went back to my business.

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