No One of Us

Part 3

Note: Singto and Krist were not taught the meaning of certain things, examples:

-They do not know what a dream is and think it's something inside their head, thoughts and such;

-They do not know what day, afternoon and night are and are guided by the training routines;

-They do not know what it is to have feelings, so the crude description of their feelings

-So far they and not even the readers know what they are exactly, they just know they must train to survive and will be used at some point.

I'm sorry if the story is not so clear but any questions ask me here!->

Good reading!

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Singto Pov.

Going to bed began to be a nuisance, the pains of the punishments make it difficult for me to sleep, something that had not happened for a long time and when I finally sleep Krist appears in my head and whenever this happens I know I'll wake up tired. I have become more inattentive because of exhaustion and this has affected my performance, but something tells me that being punished is worth the effort, as sleeping and watching Krist, touching him and being so close to him, something impossible when awake is the only way to have him. It has been more difficult not to show concern for him, sometimes in brief moments that I can get a quick look at his face I realize tiredness and sometimes tears, the masked ones probably think it's because of the punishments that Krist receives, which it also has increased and it hurts me, but I have the impression of this being my fault, because we have worsened in the trainings since that day and it hurts me in double. As much as I have tried I can no longer deny that I am corrupted, if this is love, I feel love for Krist, but for my sake and his I will not become a rebel, but I also feel that if I don't do something I will lose him and if Krist is sent to hell I will never see him again and this is another reality that I do not want to accept. The strangest thing is that I only had contact with him once, when he made me feel something extraordinary and I did something that I never wanted to do, hurt him and ignore him, for all the times that I did something without wanting to, this was the most difficult of all, but even so, with just this contact, Krist has been present in my mind constantly, especially when I sleep and the most incredible of all this is what he does in my head when I sleep, things that are totally new to me and so wonderful, I'm surprised by what I do with him too, I do not even know what it is and that certain things were possible to do but something I'm sure, I like it and everything seems to be so real is what intrigues me, the touches of our mouths, our hands, our bodies so close, I feel the heat emanating from him and I would burn in him if that were necessary. It's as if there are two of Krist's, what I can touch and what I can not even look at. I need to think about something and protect him, Krist has become something more important than all this and I'm scared by this conclusion, 'Yes, Singto, you have no escape,' I thought 'Krist, before bed we'll talk.'

Krist Pov.

I finally decided, I do not care anymore, I want to be sent to hell soon, I need to get away from him and if there I feel more pain than here it's better, maybe if I feel excruciating pain I can stop this pain that suffocates me and can stop thinking about him, sleeping has been torture, he was always present and finally I can hear his voice, it was as if I belong to him, I was his, if he came and told me that I was his, I would simply agree and run to your arms but that's impossible, surely he hates me and all this is so tragic, I'm corrupted, I feel love for him, I suffer, I feel pain, I'm ignored and I've never asked for this, it's not fair, I should be training and completing my tasks, but no, I had to meet him, I remember that at the beginning when I came here, I slept and he did not appear, he came slowly, looks that I never received from him when I awoke, then smiles I never saw, touches and then an entire scenery and when it became intense I realized that I spent all the time I slept with him in my mind and it has been like that until that night when I went to him, because afterwards it only got worse, he seemed more real, I listened him and he said he loved me, and I cried hearing that, he always wiping the tears that fell, touching his lips on mine to comfort me, he was my suffering and my peace. We are all training with handguns, it was a melee combat training and we could pick any weapon that was at hand, I chose the flail and waited for the next order, "Pair up!" they order, I was watching who was free until Singto appear in front of me with two axes, one in each fist, I remained without moving, 'He wants to par with me?', something in me gave me strength, but the next command made me sad "Disarm your opponent at any cost! If you need to hurt or even mutilate, do it! The winners will receive they first missions and the losers will be sent to hell! Start!" Everyone is scared, no one expected this, Singto looks like he is confused, he and I would fight each other and maybe an extremely bruised skirt bound for hell, 'It was all you wanted, Krist, its time to leave, what a pity that whoever will send you will be Singto'.