SHORT STORIES

P A R T N E R S ♦️ I N ♦️ C R I M E

Evan sat inbthe corner of the prison cell, shivering when the cold wall touched his skin. He hugged his knees closed to his chest, sobbing quietly into his knees. He was wearing a torn blue t - shirt and also blue shorts. He stopped when he heard a man yelling and footsteps coming closer to him. He heard the man yelling clearly now, the man was wearing a blue hoodie, white t - shirt and black jeans, also he has a clown make up on and in handcuffs.

"Where's my mask you fucker?!"

The man screamed, but the cop just ignored him. The man keeps cursing at him until they finally reached in front of his prison cell. The cop reached behind his pocket, pulling out several keys each cell and he unlocked the cuffs on the male. He opened the cell door, pushing the man in. The man didn't even fell on the floor by the force of the push, or even loose his balance.

"I'm gonna get out of this stupid fucking prison cell!"

The male said, his eyes dark blue like the dark sky in anger. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, turning around and finally noticing Evan sitting there quietly. He observed him with his electric blue eyes, seeing him in a corner with tears trailing down his face. The male felt bad for an unknown stranger for the first time, he walked towards the crying male. Evan still staring at his hypnotizing blue eyes, getting lost in them. When he got closer, he crouched down and looked at his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Evan tensed, not trusting the male in front of him.

"Hey...What's your name?"

He spoke gently to him not wanting to scare him, making Evan relax a bit when he heard his intoxicating voice.

"My name's Evan..."

He said rather quietly but the blue eyed male heard him. The male smiled and leaned in until his mouth is right next to his ear.

"I want you to call me Jonathan, doll."

He whispered in a husky voice. Evan's eyes widened in shock, a red blush spreading on his cheeks.

"I-I..."

Evan stuttered, making Jonathan smirk.

"That's my real name, doll. So it's a secret between us alright, baby?"

Evan nodded and swallowed his saliva, blushing madly. Jonathan leaned back, giving the cutie some space. Evan breathed out the air that he didn't know he was holding. Jonathan sat on the bed while Evan still sat on the corner. Silence was between them until Jonathan can't handle it anymore.

"So Evan...Why are you in prison? You seem innocent."

He told him making Evan hang his head down in shame.

"I...One day I came back home...When I opened the door I smelled a rusty smell of blood...Thinking that my dad hunted a deer or any animal because he was a hunter, so I ignored it...But when I came inside the kitchen almost made me faint...There was a body of a lady hanging from the ceiling...I don't know who was the lady...But dad came around the corner with a bloody butcher knife making me drop my bag and back away...Police sirens were heard outside our house...But when I turned to my dad he was gone...Leaving the butcher knife on the floor...I was about to run until the cops ran in the house and cuffed me, guiding me in the police car...Then here we are ..."

He explained to him, making Jonathan's eyes widened from his long explanation. Feeling sad for Evan, he hugs him, angry at his dad at the same time. Evan pressed his head against his chest, accepting the hug from the man. Evan sobbed harder than before because no one never showed love to him, not until his mom died. His dad changed when his mom died, he started abusing him. Even trying to rape him before but he escaped when he reaches a lamp nearby and hit his dad with it. Jonathan hugged him tighter, standing up with Evan carrying him and himself to sit on the bed. He put his legs to each side of Jonathan's hips. He ran his hands on his back up and down to calm him a little, which worked a bit.