Bingo.
"Big Time Rush? What's your favorite song by them?"
"Ummm..... " He bites his lip nervously. "Probably Rawr XD"
"Really? I would've thought it would have been Welcome To The Black Parade."
"I like that one, too. "
That's when we all pounced on him. We grabbed whatever we could get our hands on and just went at it. It was so intense and absolutely riveting. Blood flying everywhere. Each of us getting our fair share of hits.
After a hot minute, Jonah stands on the table and yells for everyone to stop. Once everyone moves back, I see the mutilated body of the fake fan.
"The next step with this one is to get rid of all that remains of the body. There will be a feast tonight. Everything will be taken care of. Just show up. Be hungry."
* * *
We all show up to Jonah's basement at exactly 8;15 for a late dinner. Whatever it is, it smells amazing. I take my seat next to the King Emo, Jonah, AKA holder of my dark heart XD. At each spot, there's a glass of red wine. It's beautiful. A dark glimmering shade of red. It all looks so festive. Completely candle lit.
Once everyone is seated, Jonah begins to bring out the dishes of food for the group. Plates and plates of the most delicious looking meat and sides. It's a feast. It's like Thanksgiving all over again.
Jonah takes his seat next to me, gleaming with beauty.
"Alright, everyone. Tonight's feast is in honor of all of you and your hard work to keep the family up and running. I appreciate it. Before we begin the feasting, we must pray together to honor our forefathers of the Rawr XD community."
We all stand and join hands. We begin to chant in total unison "Ravioli. Ravioli. Give me the Formioli. Thou art so cringy. Rawr XD. Rawr XD. No one understands me. It's not just a phase. Rawr XD."
All the chanting takes the life out of me. I'm breathing so heavily. Heaving through my corrupted lungs. It's all so intense.
The lights flicker as if Satan himself is encouraging our ritualistic tendencies. We all take our seats around the table.
"Dig in." Jonah commands. We fill our plates with the most beautiful meats and begin to partake in this merry occasion. We stuff ourselves with as much of the meal as we can.
After about a half hour, the sickness starts to kick in. A few kids start to throw up while others begin stumble around as if they're about to blackout. That's when I start to feel it.
The pain in my stomach is almost unbearable. My head starts to burn and my vision becomes blurry. My breathing deepens as i struggle to obtain enough oxygen. The people around me begin to collapse. One by one losing consciousness. I drop to check on one, placing my two fingers on their neck. There's no pulse. I see Jonah from across the room. Sitting against a wall, smiling while he struggles to breathe. He coughs and a little blood comes out, yet he's still smiling. Was this part of his plan? I want to ask this, but I'm still gasping for air as I struggle to stand.
As soon as I'm on my feet, i fall right to the ground. I feel my mind begin to sleep. I fight and fight to keep consciousness. My lungs feel like their collapsing. I try to fill them with air, but its not working.
Finally, I give in to the drawing feeling and everything goes black.
* * *
I feel light as if I'm floating. The darkness feels warm, yet cold when i attempt to move. The darkness is comforting to me. I focus on anything i can until i lose what it is i'm focusing on. It is silent except for the slight buzzing of white noise.
I am calm.
I am centered.
I am serene.
And then i hear it. Its low and barely audible at first. Then it's so loud and unbearable. I cover my ears, but it's not working. The dark begins to fade as a bright, hot, white light shines in every direction, consuming my peace. It grows brighter and brighter. I close my eyes, but i can see the light shining through my eyelids. I begin to fall. The speed at which I am descending is incomprehensible. Inhuman. I feel my stomach move into my chest as my body is rearranged by some unknown force. I am falling and falling and falling.
* * *
I awake in the same room i blacked out in surrounded by all of my fellow cult members. Everyone starts to gain consciousness. I look around and I see Jonah, asleep looking as gorgeous as ever. I make my way over to him stumbling and tripping over random limbs. I caress his sweet smooth skin. The feeling of his lover's warm touch must have struck his fragile heart in just the right place for his eyes shoot open. He glares into my soul, his eyes as dark as night.
"What are you doing?"
"I was worried. I just wanted to feel you and make sure you made it through. I don't know what I'd do without you, Daddy."
"Disgusting. " I love the way he degrades me. "Get off me." He pushes me away. He stands up and looks around as if he's waiting for a sign. I too glance around the dark basement searching for anything unusual, but nothing.
"What happened, Jonah?"
"I'm not sure if it worked or not. We have to wait for the signs. As far as i can tell the plan went exactly how it should. We just have to keep a close eye on anyone in case someone didn't make it all the way. If you see anything strange, alert me right away."
"I will."
I'm still not exactly sure what happened or what we've just done. I look at my hands. They're a bit pale and cold, but nothing seems to abnormal. Jonah has kept the plan a secret from me. He says it's for my own good. I would never question him. I'm curious to know what has happened, but i don't ask. I just keep an eye on everyone just like he said. He is my master. My lover. My King. My dark soulless king. Owner of my heart.
