Tortured Trust

12

"Hey look! It's the faggots!" A voice shouted down the crowded hall. I felt all eyes turn to me and the person standing close to me and a rush of anxiety made my stomach churn.

"Awe, the freaks are holding hands. How disgusting," another coed before shoving me backwards. He stepped in front of me and shoved the male back, our hands falling apart.

I was grabbed from behind and shoved into a locker, my vision flashing from the force. Everything blurred and I was suddenly in the cold dark basement. I felt my heart drop as footsteps echoed down the stairs.

"Hey kitten. Are you going to behave for me or do I have to punish you again?" That voice. The cold voice that tore my heart in two. The voice I used to look to for safety now a sigh of pain and danger.

I pressed myself further into the corner and tried to hide my slim, bruised and bloodied body but it was of no use as the blinding lights flashed on and all I saw was white.

"There you are kitten. Why were you trying to hide from me?" His words radiated in my ears like acid and I tried to escape but immediately stopped when his grip tightened around my neck and I was lifted into the air.

"Trying to get away I see. Don't worry, you'll never get out of here. You'll be mine forever. No more bullies Sean, I get you all to myself." Every word pierced my chest like bullets and left tears rolling down my face.

He shoved me against the wall and pinned both hands above my head. I felt his free hand begin to roan down my body to the lining of my pants and let out a whimper. I opened my eyes just in time to see his crooked smirk and choked on a sob.

"Don't cry kitten. If you don't scream this time I'll give you a whole week without me but scream and I'll have you non stop all week," his words made my blood run cold. I just couldn't scream and I'd be able to gain enough strength to escape. That's all I needed to do is be silent...

"Jack?"

A voice cut through the setting in front of me. I tried to figure out who it was but the instant it came it was gone again. But something had changed in front of me. He wasn't there anymore. Just a shadow looming on the staircase. I stared at the figure, trying to figure put who it was.

I was once again blinded by the sudden light but it didn't hurt like last time. When the light cleared I was in my bedroom. The one I had with Mark. I blinked a few times and sat up, Mark's hand resting on my shoulder.

"Jack are you okay?" He asked softly. I nodded, letting out a quiet sigh as I rubbed my burning face.he gGave me a small smile and gently kissed my cheek. My mind completely cleared as my focus turned to him and I leant forward.

He closed the gap between us as the same fireworks I'd felt the first time we'd kissed sparked through out me. I slowly pulled away, not really wanting the moment to end but feeling hungry at the same time.

"Breakfast?" Mark asked warmly. I nodded and let him lead me into the kitchen. Cry was already there, cooking what looked like waffles. (Mmm, wafflez) he sent us a cheerful wave to which we returned.

I walked closer and stood near the bench but still in an open area. Mark walked straight to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of milk, drinking straight from the bottle. This earned a slap from Cry and a silent giggle from me. Mark smirked and stood a distance away from Cry before repeating the process.

"Really Mark? What are you like 8?" Cry asked with an eye roll. Mark just shrugged and put the bottle back in the fridge. He strode over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"How are you feeling kitten?" He said and my heart stopped. My nightmare quickly rose and became the only thing I could think about. Every thought suffocating me and dragging me deeper and deeper under water. I couldn't see as memories flashed through my vision, good and bad but all linked to one person. Him.

Flashing lights lit up the roof; the red and blue colours casting shadows across my room as my body became numb. The lights were slowly drowned out by the darkness in my vision. I barely heard the sirens echo in my head over all the horrid thoughts that were thundering around the empty space of my mind.

I could feel my life slipping away with each drop of blood that poured from my arms, staining the floor a dark crimson. My hearts pounding beat slowly began to fade until it was almost unnoticeable and a deathly silence fell over my head. Then, a heart shattering scream cut through the enchanting quiet ascetic.

"DON'T DIE ON ME SEAN!"

"JACK! JACK CAN YOU HEAR ME?" I gasped for air and felt myself fall to the floor. Arms held onto me to try and hold me up but I had already sunken to the cold tiled floor. My heart sounded like thunder in my ears as it constantly beat and my breathing was the howling wind that accompanied it.

"Jack, are you okay? Sign something to say if you need anything. Please?" Mark's frantic voice attempted to pull me from my raging thoughts. I shook my head, trying to bring myself back to reality but it was no use. My body felt numb and lifeless as I looked around with dazed eyes, as if seeing for the first time.

"Shit! We need to get him to the couch, lay him down. Mark, can you call Dan or Phil and get one of them down here? Now!" Felix's voice was the last thing I heard before everything around me faded into a swirling darkness.

Yep. Messin wid dah feelz again. Good luck