The Bazaar Of H.A.S (Koli)

Chapter 33

Kellin doesn't know how long has he been crying for. All he knows is that, he simply cannot stop. The tears are running down on his face keeping his cheeks wet.

Are humans able to run out of tears? Maybe. The boy doesn't know. But it feels like his eyes can't go on anymore. The subs have die down long ago and as the tears begin to dry the boy manages to finally slow his breath enough to seem like he is breathing almost normally. His wrist hurt and the dry blood on some parts gives him a really weird feeling. His legs are numbed from sitting on the same position this long and the new bruises and cuts on his skin ache.

The worst is probably the dirtyness. The human feels dirty again. He wished, he hoped, that he wouldn't have to feel like this again but here he is being a sex slave again sitting on a dark room, tied with puke and spit and someone's cum around him.

"I want to sleep. I want to fall asleep. But I don't wanna wake up. Ever." Kellin mumbles but noone's there to hear him.

The boy sniffles and blinks a couples of times. He would give anything to be able to go back to Oli. He had completely understood what Oli told him. He was just a fuck for the demon and nothing more. But, hell leaving in a nice house with Hellena and Alan coming over occasionally is much better than being tied in this room. Above all, he would give anything to have one more intimate moment with Oli. It would obviously be fake from the demon's side but Kellin doesn't care.

The boy sighs and tries his best to shift around a little in order to make his leg feel a little better. Was all the little perfect moments that he an Oli had fake? Kellin shakes the though off. Of cource they were fake. The human won't aloud himself to have any kind of hopes. His done with them.

Kellin hears footsteps coming from out of the door. The human doesn't know how long has it been since Vic was in here but the only think in his head right now is a little quit voice echoing the words 'not again'.

Oli slams the car's breaks just infront of the building and doesn't bother to turn it off. He just opens the door with shaden and violent movements. He gets out of the drivers seat fast and shots the door with way more force than needed. The demon walks around the car heading to the entrance of the house but is force to stop when a hand grabs his arm and holds him back. Oli snaps his head around for his, now really dark brown, eyes to meet with Mike's.

"Hey, slow down." Mike says as he uses his free hand to close the car's door.

"Slow down? For what?" Oli's gaze could kill, and Mike knows exactly who.

Mike's lips turned into a half, evil, excited smirk. Mike wouldn't go that way often anymore but the powerfull warlock was always a fun of chaotic situations. He doesn't like planing and preperation. The good parts are always the just go moments. Being a supporter of 'go hard or go home' Mike is more than pleased to she that this is exactly what his brother is going for today.

"So, we just go in.." Mike says slowly letting go of Oli's arm.

"Yes. I want him dead Mike. And I want him for myself." Oli's lips turn to a smirk similar to the warlocks.

"If I can have the other one...Dial." Mike says chuckling.

"Dial. Let's get over with this."

Oli and Mike walk up to the front door together. Mike puts Oli's shoulder and leaves, walking around house to find a window. The tattooed demon watches him walking away and looks around one last time before knocking on the door. The sun is almost halfway gone and Vic has just entered Kellin's prison-like room when the dark haired man that tied Kellin earlier stands up hesitantly to see who's knocking on the door.