Drummer Boy

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Frederick's POV
I have no clue how my mom got my dad to take in some stranger, who was first of all naked. I was the only one who felt like he could be extremely dangerous. He smelled like puke and his jacket was musty. His dick insulted mine since it was a tiny bit smaller and wasn't as perfect. My mom came over and brushed the stranger's hair who was probably dead because he didn't even twitch or move. I couldn't tell if he was breathing. He finally sneezed and scared himself. "Who are you? Why am I here??" He asked and looked around. "Don't worry," My mom said and smiled at him. "Tell me your name please," She added to her sentence. The stranger pulled his jacket down and his cheeks had turned red. "Tell me where I am first," The stranger looked at my mom a certain way that made me feel a strange. Then he glanced at me, my heart started to beat extremely fast. He scared the shit out of me. "Well you're at my house. You were unconscious on the street now, may I know your name?" My mom said calmly. "Brian Warner." He said and looked down, his hair covered most of his face. My mom patted his back and left us alone. "Uh," I said. Brian looked at me and coughed. "I'm Frederick, n-nice to meet you I guess." I put my hand out and waited for him to shake it but he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer, he squeezed it and made my hand feel like it was about to break.
Brian's POV
I could smell his fear. The way he looked at me I knew he was afraid. "Ah!" Frederick pulled his hand away then glared at me. I couldn't help but chuckle. I felt a bit better, maybe the fever was going down. "Freddy." I purred. He got up and left me all by myself. He didn't look happy at all.

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