Our Secret (boyxboy)

Chapter 8

Stiles

I slowly opened my eyes to the sight of complete darkness. Not a single light. It had me wonder for a second if I had turned blind from the sudden hit to my head. But it made no sense, how could you turn blind by getting hit in the head? I shook the thoughts out of my head and tried to find some source of light and that's when I noticed that I couldn't move. Not even a little bit. Great. Now I'm paralyzed too. Blind and paralyzed.

But I could feel my body so I wasn't really paralyzed. I tried to move my arms but they were stuck behind me, by rope or something I guess. And my feet were tied together as well. Where the hell am I? And who the hell brought me here? 

"Hello?!" I yelled as loud as I could. 

No answer.

"Hello?!" I yelled a little loud. 

Still no answer. Why would someone kidnap me? It's not like I have any money. I'm completely ordinary. I'm no wolf, lizard, vampire, Santa Clause or a part of a boyband. Although I kind of wish I were. Santa Clause that is. That would be freaking awesome. Okay Stiles you need to focus on the right things now. Like where you are, who took you here and most importantly why they took you here. 

Suddenly all the lights switch on and when I say all I mean all. If I wasn't blind before I definitely would be after this. I squinted me eyes to try and see anything but they still hadn't gotten used to all these lights. After a while it got better and I could look around the room with my eyes completely open. 

"Hello? Is anyone out there?" But still no answer. Maybe my kidnapper is deaf. Or not just in the mood to talk. I'll ask him when he gets here. But if he's deaf he wouldn't be able to hear me... Why am I even thinking about this?!

I looked around and the room I was in was almost as big as a lacrosse field. The walls were made of concrete and had posters all over them. I looked down at my legs and to where I was sitting and I was placed on a stage. I looked around a little more and what I could see were a bar, I think. So I'm in some sort of a club. And from the looks of it it hasn't been used in a very long time. 

"What's the deal between you and Derek?" I suddenly hear someone saying. I feel my heart beat a little faster. By the sound of his name or that there's someone here, I don't know. 

"Wow your heart just started to beat a lot faster. Tell me, was it because I said his name? Derek?" There is goes again. My heart.

"And Again. Derek." And again. Can he just stop. Well at least now I know why.

"This is a fun little game. I could go on forever but I don't have all night." He said. I still couldn't see him.

"Great, so why don't you just let me go so I can go back to my life and you can go back to yours because, well as you said, you have other things to do." I said and looked around me. I heard him laugh. He was closer now but still I couldn't see him. Not even a shadow. 

"Funny." He said and stepped out in front of me. He was almost the same size as Derek, just a bit taller. He had dark blonde hair that was hanging just above his shoulders and a long scar from under his left eye down to his cheekbone. His muscular arms were filled with tattoos that I don't even wanna know what they mean. To sum it up, he's not the type you wanna meet in a dark alley late at night. 

"But I don't think so. No because I think you might know something about what I'm looking for." He stepped closer and closer and crouched down in front of me.

"And if you don't help me. Well then, let's just say you won't be able to walk away from here." He looked at me for a minutes not showing any kind of emotion. For a second he's showing no emotion the next he's smiling with his whole face.