Witness (boyxboy)

Chapter 9: Sharing Secrets

"What the hell are you talking about?" I order harshly, folding my arms across my chest. I'm not in the mood for anyone to mess with me.

The more sane one rolls his eyes and meets my gaze. "Someone wants people of your kind. For what? I don't know."

"Woah, wait, so it's not just Conrad they want?" Michael asks, standing behind me in support.

"It's all of his kind," the creepy one adds, "but his ass is the sweetest I've seen." He sends me a wink and grins crookedly.

Michael growls whilst I shiver in disgust.

"Okay, Romeo," Damien grounds out sarcastically, "keep it in your pants."

"Wait, if it's all of my kind, I have a call to make," I say, walking off to the hallway.

Dialing a certain blue haired boy, I silently plead that he picks up.

"Wassup, Connie," he says, sounding tired, like he just woke up.

I sigh in relief. "Hey, you and Blake need to get over here for some debriefing. You'll wanna hear what we found out."

"We?" He asks before yawning loudly.

"Just get your blue ass over here," I order him before hanging up and running a hand through my hair.

"You okay?"

I turn to find Michael leaning against the wall, looking at me with tired eyes. I nod slowly and exhale heavily. He rubs my shoulder gently before pulling his arm away quickly, remembering our conversation from earlier today. I chuckle softly at him. "It only feels like that when it's skin on skin," I reassure him.

He nods awkwardly, making me chuckle. "Come here," he orders awkwardly yet softly, holding out his arms. I roll my eyes and step into his embrace. God, he's so warm. He pulls me to his chest and rests a hand in my hair, gently stroking my curls. I feel him sigh and place his chin atop my head, running a hand up and down my back.

"How did you do it?" I hear him say softly.

"What do you mean?" I breathe out against his collarbone.

"Most people in that situation would've just given up." He breathes out a bitter laugh and hugs me tightly, rocking us back and forth gently, as if he's scared to let me go.

I pull away and look at him, cupping his face. I run my thumb along his cheek. Why is his skin so smooth? "I've got a new family I need to protect," I admit sheepishly but with determination.

He opens is mouth to say something, but he's cut off by an awkward looking Alex. "Uh, Conrad, your friends are here."

I nod and awkwardly release the blonde from my grasp, walking back towards the living room.

Austin and Blake stand in the middle of the room, being stared down by Damien and creeped out by Danny. They're both wearing flannel pajamas, but Austin still has his gloves on. "Connie, you okay?" Austin says, catching sight of me.

I nod and grin as they both throw themselves at me in a tight group hug. "Guys I'm fine," I laugh out, hugging them back.

Blake pulls away first, followed quickly by Austin. The redhead turns to the two men tied up on the floor. He squats down and stares at them with a burning, narrow gaze. Pushing up his glasses, he places a hand on one of their foreheads and closes his eyes. He's reading their memories. It's something only Dakarians can do, but only if they're specially trained. How the hell did he learn to do it?

He lowers his hand with a sigh. "All they know is that they were ordered to kidnap Dakarians. They were going to be sent an address to deliver them to if they were successful. This was their first kidnapping hit." He runs a hand through his hair and bites down on his lip. "Oh and this one had dirty thoughts about Conrad," he adds, pointing to the perverted one.