His Pain, His Savior

His Secret

It was dark for what felt like hours, I heard shuffling in the background, but I was blind to my surroundings. Suddenly I felt a shove on my back and I fell to the ground with a loud thud. I heard whispers and footsteps coming closer and closer. I felt that the world was closing in, this was going to be my last day, my last hour....

My last minute....

Suddenly the lights came on, the room now fully lit. Tord stood in the corner, his hand resting on the light switch, he smiled at me with not a care in the world. The room was big, with dark purple walls and a dark black ceiling. Black stairs could be seen on in the corner, spiraling downward into the ground. Dark red furniture were scattered around the room, decorated with black throws. A dark onyx chandelier hung above my head.  It looked like something out of a horror movie.

"Well...do you like it?" He asked excitedly.

He was wearing a short black top, with some white letters painted on, long black pants, black converse, and a long chain wrapped around his waist.
Black eyeliner could seen on the bottom of his eyes.

I backed up a bit, i was puzzled by his lack of color, and the state of his house, based off of his personality, it wasn't anything I imagined, not in the least. He smiled at me wide and bright., holding out a hand.

"It's ok, I won't bite, this is just a precaution, I just wanna show you something, come on Thomas.....trust me..."

I stared at him for a while before nodded hesitantly and gripping his hand.

He led me into a long hallway, with doors trailing down it. He looked at each door puzzled, then stops at one door, the wood once again painted black. He opened it to reveal a spiral staircase leading down below to the house. He pulled my arm, but I didn't move, he looked at me, eyes wide with concern.

"It's alright, you'll be ok, just trust me, please..." I looked at him, once again with hesitation.

I didn't trust him, not after what I saw. It was hard to after what his actions showed, to me he was the hardest person to trust, mostly because he meant so much to me. I wanted to trust him, but I was afraid.

He smiled at me, the soft and generous kind of smile that made you feel welcome to anyplace. I saw the fear in his eyes, I didn't know what he was afraid of, maybe rejection, or maybe loneliness.

I wanted this...I needed this... I needed him, and only him. I didn't care what I had to do,  I'd do it all for him.

I took his hand once again and gave him a soft smile. His face brightened, and he led me down.

Down.....down.....down.....we descended farther and farther down with each step. Until finally we hit the bottom, just as I thought, another hallway....

We continued to walked through the seemingly endless dark hallway until reaching a doorway, covered by black and purple curtains. He turned to me, a serious look in his eyes.

"Now, what I'm about to show you, you cannot tell ANYONE about, this is something very important to me, so I trust that you will honor my wishes, understood?"

I looked at him puzzled for a moment before nodding my head in agreement. He smiled, and pulled the curtains back. Light poured through the once dark hallway and into my sockets, blinding me for a moment. I stared in awe at what stood before me, imprinting it's unholy image into my sockets.

Holy shit......