Guardian || Cyan

Chapter 12

Ryan's POV

Ricky and Mike watched Corpse Bride with me, while we cuddled on the couch with blankets.

Mike explained to me that I could call him whatever I wanted to call him. I do really like the idea of calling him daddy.

...I think I will...

I really like them and I love being with them. This made me really happy. I felt a lot better now. 

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We ended up falling asleep on couch at some point, and when I woke up, Mike was doing something in the kitchen and Ricky was on top of me.

I whined, pushing him off of me. I rolled off the couch, onto the floor, before getting up and wandering into the kitchen.

I sat at the table, putting my head down.

"What's wrong?"

"Headache." I mumbled.

I heard him moving around before he placed something in my hand. He handed me a cup of water, kissing my head.

"Take those."

I nodded, swallowing the 2 small pills and drinking the water.

"Better?"

"I guess."

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Chris's POV

After Angelo had made me eat all of the food he'd given me, I'd persuaded him to wait a while before taking me to find a soul. I can't go out much during the day, and I didn't really want to go back out. I try to stay away from humans as much as possible, aside from my trips to the grocery store every other week. 

He was doing stuff around the house, while I sat and watched TV. I frowned. I was uncomfortable and awkward and I hated it. I just wanted to go home and be alone for a while, but I have to listen to Angelo. If he tells me to stay here, I have to. 

"Ange?" I called.

"Yes?"

"Why am I here?"

He came into the room a few moments later. "What do you mean?"

"Why am I here?" I asked again.

"Like, here in my house?"

I nodded.

"Well, because I want you here. I want you somewhere safe, where I can see you."

"Oh...so I'm not going home tonight?"

"No. You're staying here." He told me.

"I'm not a baby. I can take care of myself. I wanna go home." I said.

"But you are a baby. And you can't take care of yourself, because if you could, you would be healthy and eating regularly." He spoke. "So, no, Chris, your not going home."

I glared at him. "I do eat. I am healthy. I don't want to stay here."

"Don't make me use my authority over you, Chris. You know I don't like to do that, but I will if I have to."

"I want to go home, Angelo!"

"No! You're staying here. Do not argue with me. Is that clear?"

I sighed. "Y-yes, sir."

"Get some rest. You need it."

I nodded, leaning back. There was nothing I could do about having to stay here.

I closed my eyes, somehow managing to fall asleep.

He held me by my hair, his hot breath against my ear. "You're going to be all alone here. Nothing but your thoughts to tear you apart. And believe me, this will be worse than any pain I can ever inflict in you."

I whimpered, trying to pull away from his grip, but it only tightened.

"No light, no sound, nothing." He whispered. "You're going to suffer. You'll start to hallucinate and hear things. I'll drive you to the brink of insanity and drag you back as many times as I have to in order to break you."

He threw me to the floor, turning to leave. I stared up at him, tears in my eyes.

"Master, please!" I cried. "Don't leave me in here!"

He slammed the door, leaving me to the darkness.

I blinked, trying to make my eyes adjust. I couldn't though. There wasn't a single shred of light. There were no windows, no light from outside the door, nothing.

I slowly crawled to the door, banging on it. I don't want to be in here. I don't like it here. I just wanted somebody to let me out.

I cried and screamed but nobody came. I banged and clawed at the door until I felt blood running down my arms.

I was all alone. Why did he do this? When would he let me out? I was scared. I don't like the dark.

I collapsed on my side, my breathing heavy. I couldn't do this. I know I've only been here for a little while, but it feels like I've been here forever.

It was so dark. I couldnt see anything. I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. "Master, please!" I cried, my voice cracking. "I-I'm sorry."

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What is w r o n g with me?

This is short oops

Comment what you think is going to happen

~xxRy