Just A Lone Boy (BoyxBoy) [DISCONTINUED]

Meeting Franklin

I opened my eyes quick, all anger for him going out the window. I couldn't believe it was actually him.

Same golden hair and stubble, muscly build. This time he wore a leather jacket on top of a blue cozy sweater. I know this is a totally inappropriate time to be thinking this, but this man was incredibly sexy.

I watched as he got out of his sleek black car, ready to face the old man. Determination straight on his face.

His eyes quickly searched for me, when they finally did they glanced my way, our eyes locking. He smiled,as if telling me everything would be okay, even though it was far from.

I kept our eyes locked as I bit my lip,trying to contain the tremendous amount of pain I was in. A moan escaped my mouth, I clutched body. My stomach pounding, the blood pouring from my arm,head, and knees. The hot liquid made me extremely uncomfortable.The pain was unbearable and I didn't know if I could stand it any longer.

My vision blurred, my eyes feeling heavy as I continued to look into the eyes of the man on the bridge. Tears ran down my face as he just stood there, looking at me; like he knew I was going to pass out any second now.

As expected, slowly, but surely the black began to overcome my vision. Blotches formed in my eyes and I became incredibly exhausted. Every time I blinked the black would come stronger and stronger again. I got nauseous, as the darkness over came my vision, the last thing I remembered was shouting,swearing and a loud bang.

I nonchalantly opened my eyes, my vision hazy. I brought my hands to my eyes, rubbing them to make my vision once again normal. I yawned, and blinked a few times more.

I was in the front seat of a car. The seats were made of smooth black leather, the rest of the car black and shiny as well. The car was parked in some random parking lot of an closed outlet.

I snuggled into the seat and clutched the blanket that I had found on me when I woke up. I looked out the window, it was raining. It was a bit cloudy, but there wasn't a storm. The only sound heard was the pitter patter of the rain hitting the car.

The whole scene was relaxing, until I heard someone clear there throat.

I flinched titling my head towards the drivers seat, where the familiar man sat. Confusion and rage filled my body as he stared at me and I stared back, both looking at each other in the eyes.

"I'm Franklin" he said, raising his hand and doing a small wave; with a great smirk on his face.

"And I'm getting the hell out of here." I said, gripping the door handle, trying to unlock it. I kept pulling the door, trying to unlock it, as he would then lock it once again.

I hit the handle in frustration, spinning around and hitting him on the shoulder, "Unlock it dammit!" I yelled, hot rage pooling in my system.

"No." He stated.

"What do you mean, 'No'? Open it you friggin' kidnapper" I said, unlocking the door again, only to have it locked. I growled in frustration. I kicked the glove department, pulling on my hair.

I gave him a death glare. "If you don't open the door I will punch you in the face." I said threateningly.

"Calm down" Franklin suggested.
"Just, relax"

"Relax?" I chuckled. "You want me to relax when I just woke up in a random car after I've been knocked out for gods knows how long. On an extra I wake up to you. I don't even know you. All I know is you ruined my plan, and now you fucking take me into your car and want me to relax? For all I know you could be Jeffery Dahmer and you're planning to chop me up and save my skull for your sick collection." I rambled out. "Just unlock the damn car, and let me be on my way!"