Totally Captivated The After Story(BoyxBoy) (On Hold)

Getting Broken

  "What the fuck have I done...." As I woke up I remember being carried by Boss to his apartment.......Oh God what have I done. I barely managed to wriggle and squirm out of his iron grasp and got dressed and was about to leave when Boss caught my arm and pulled me into his warm embrace.....like old times. But if I look back now, all will fail, my icy heart would melt. What if he still's with........? Even if not I'm afraid it will happen again, maybe Big Bosses today might be my tomorrow.

  "Let go, Boss." I said threatening as I possibly can when facing Boss, which trying my best to not tremble and breakdown of happiness or sadness.

  "Why, Fox Jung?" He said crushed

  "I should be asking the why here! So I am, why the fuck did you kidnap me, in the middle of the night?!" I said him poking in the chest. "When I left you it meant that we were over. Why, why can't you let me go like Ji Ho?" I asked pleadingly I don't want this but I'm a coward, I'm afraid of getting hurt again, that's why I became a host. Love is just a game, but some people just become to obsessed and get hurt when they lose. I don't want to be that person, in this game you either is a attacker or the defender, the villain or the hero, I would rather be the murder than the victim. Though the villain never gets a happily ever after, they have less losses than the hero. Each loss is weighed in the heart, the less I think of them, the less I lose. Just like in reality you are either the person who steals or the person who is stolen from. Boss stole my heart, but I'll steal it back.

   ~o~O~o~ Mookyul~o~O~o~

  I stood frozen, with shock, anger, sadness or the possibility of a answer I don't want to accept, you choose.

   "But why? We were in love." I asked trembling, I was new to this.

  My Fox replied turning his back on me "Why won't you accept it? You, yourself already know. Your phrasing, were in love, Boss." He said giving me a pitifully over the shoulder look and continued on "I used be just like you-wait! My heart used to be just like yours but a beating heart is weak. My body maybe made of flesh and bones but my beating heart was replaced by one with stone. The naive little pup who would eat from your hands has grow up, I have grown fangs and claws, but mostly a brain. I can bite." I clung to him desperately as a parent to a child that grew up and decided to leave home.

  I denied endlessly refusing to believe in the truth that stood right in front of me. A normal person would stand by the quote "If you love something set it free, and if it doesn't come back they were never yours from the start." But I am me, I am human, I am a coward I will never take the risk. I grabbed him again, I forced him on to the bed and kissed him again and again. I quickly stripped him and began licking and touching him painting him with hickeys everywhere like a carnivore that's marking his territory. Then roughly raped him. After I realised what I done I saw him trembling under me with tears beneath his eyes, I had broken him. Maybe it's for the best, if I broke the wings of the bird.....It can't fly away.