The only source of light were the last few rays of sun shining through a gap between the drawn red curtains and they were so feeble that you could only just guess the outline of the objects in the room.
A few moments ago silence was echoing throughout the room, but not anymore.
All of a sudden the door flew open.
Two figures stumbled inside.
"I told you, right? I told you what I'd do to you, didn't I?"
The slightly taller male almost barked at the other one, whose head was covered with a piece of fabric, and tossed him over to the other side.
With a creaking sound and a whimper he landed on the bed. But before he could move or even speak a word he was cut off by a harsh voice and a weight on his mid-torso.
"How dare you ignore me, huh?"
The cloth covering his sight was harshly removed and the blonde male laying on the mattress frowned, slowly opening his eyes while trying to peak past the dark shadow towering over him. Even though he was confident not even a few minutes ago, the almost thrilling feeling had blazingly fast made its disappearance. It probably was the effect of taking a cup or two too much, that gave him the silly idea of being invincible, being better, of having the power, which he obviously didn't have, considering his current situation. Handcuffed to a creaking bed, giving anyone else walking past the door a wrong immage of what was really happening, and wheezing for air as long fingers squeezed his windpipe.
"I can't...P-please stop-"
"Shut up you worthless piece of sh*t!"
"P...P-pizza!"
For a second he loosened his grip and gave the other a quizzed look.
"Pizza?"
"Yes, what about pizza?" He chuckled.
"Ohh, sounds good." Another voice chimed in.
Confused the brunette looked up and blinked. In an instant the darkness of the small room and the quiet panting disappeared, replaced by a dimly lit school hall and light murmuring voices.
The young male seated next to him on the stairs let out a little laugh and poked an ellbow into his side. "God..what does it say about me that I have save words for now four of my best friends, while none of them has one for me?" He asked ruffling through his blonde locks, a cheeky smile on his lips.
"I have no idea." The other offered, not able to hold back a breathy snicker. "But I'd really love to practice chocking you some more, since I definitely have no idea what to do if you'd suddely start crying for pizza in the middle of the play."
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Cerita Pendeka collection of drabbles, short stories, one-shots and snippets about random characters and random plots.(mostly lgbtqa+ friendly) the length will accordingly vary. this book is mostly for my own silly self so I will update when I have time. inspire...
