FLASHBACKS and SEXUAL CONSEPTS READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
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HANSELS' POV
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Today was my first day at a new school. My father taught me well about when it comes to hiding the victim and evidence. I learned my killings from him, he's my roll-model, my boss. I would've been in jail long ago if it weren't for him. I couldn't be more proud than to call him my father.
"Now rememeber son, when you see which tastey person you want, grab him, show him no mercy. Just kill him, do not torture, I did not raise you to be a sadist." My father said as he stopped the car in front of the new school.
I got out with my bag and nodded, "I will father, I promise. Have a good day at work". I waved bye to my dad before I stepped into the school.
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The first thing I saw was a boy being beaten up. He was down on the ground curled up in a ball. His hands were on his head and face, trying to protect that area, his knees crouched up to where his private part was.
Rage filled me as I punched the retards who dare hurt him. Torture him. When I was down I walked up to the boy who was picking up his things and stuffing them into his bag, I knelt down to help.
"I'm Hansel, who are you?" I asked but the response I got was a stammer and him running away. Did I scare him that bad?
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BRETT'S POV
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Oh...my...god...the new guy actually talked to me and stupid stupid me fled! Golly! I am such a stuttering, cowardly ass. I wanted to say my name but all that came out was stuttering, stupid, stupid stuttering.
I sighed and went onto first period then the next few before lunch in which I dread. Why? Too much noise plus There was no one to sit with either. Not even with Kyler. No one actually knows where he goes for lunch but he always manages to be their twenty minutes before even the teacher!
"Hi, may I sit with you?" It was the boy again. He smiled down, his hands holding both sides of a tray filled with food. I nodded and tapped a spot next to me. "Thanks. I never got your name though."
I bit my bottom lip and took a drink of pink milk, what I like milk, was drinking milk during lunch and not breakfast against the law?
After I gulped a few I turn back to face Hansel who was trying not to chuckle. He pointed at my lips, I knew, I had a mustache. I quickly wiped it off with the back of my hand.
"Brett...I'm Brett."
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HANSEL'S POV
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I remembered well the pink milk mustache. It was cute and I was tempted to lick it off but I knew back then he would run now it turns him on especially if I lick his ears. That really get's him going.
I had served my detention staring at the clock but thinking about my Brett who was at home caring for Kyler until Cain came to pick him up. When I arrived home, I was greeted with a kiss.
"Dinner," Brett said before he took my hand in his and guided us towards the kitchen/dining area to eat. He cooked up chicken and rice with an Italian salad. Yum. After he served the food and before he sat in his spot, he came right up to my ear and whispered seductively. "Just wait until you see what I cooked up for desert."
I...couldn't...wait.
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BRETT'S POV
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