Fixing Broken [boyxboy]

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

10 years later...

***Mohan***

Waking up always felt like a chore. Having to face another day of faked 'I love you's' and 'you make me so happy's'. Well there's only so much a boy can handle. And I'd told my angel time and time again that I genuinely wanted to get an education. Xander was my savior but I didn't feel safe anymore. That's how I got to this point, waking up with the itching craving to release the emotional detachment and feel.

Sitting up quietly so as not to disturb Xander, I reached under my nightstand and retrieved the slice of glass taped under it. I slipped out of bed and to my bathroom, all the while anticipating the release of all my emotional pain. But in truth that wasn't the only reason I craved the burn of carving my flesh.

The reason I was here today was because of a Demon that I vaguely remember Xander calling Erue. And for the 10 years, while I had been with Xander "emotionally", I had dreamt about those deep, dark, impossibly piercing navy eyes. Mysterious Erue was a cause of my cutting because whenever I sliced the tea colored skin of my hips and thighs I felt my connection to him grow. I know how unstable I seem but I needed to feel him, needed to know that Xander wasn't the only one who knew of me.

With the door locked, I brought the sharp blade down onto my delicate skin and instantly felt more alive and that bittersweet connection to Erue grow. I didn't care about the scars I was inflicting on my own skin, just of the lovely obliviousness of bleeding.

Before I knew it, my personal restriction of 10 minutes of cutting finished and I washed my legs and abdominal, rubbing a special Angel medical to heal the cuts. Of course Xander thought I only used it for bugs bites or when I clumsily "fell" into an open hand. Some savior Xander had turned out to be.

***Erue****

I awake with my world bleeding red. Oh no please not again! I thought to myself. I was so close to healing from the last time, if Mohan could have held off for just a little long- my thoughts were cut off as my heart seemed to strangle itself in my chest, sending me staggering across the room and starting a slow trickle of blood from my nose. I could feel the the cuts on my beautiful Mohan forming on me as well.

Time ticked by slowly, my mind racing with the possibility of Mohan's death. I felt my heart construct even more. Even after ten years of not seeing the beautiful creature I found myself thinking of Mohan daily, about how different his life would have been if I had taken him. He wouldn't be suffering like this, no, he would be happy and loved instead of broken and afraid. I found it so ironic that an Angel had made Mohan's and my life a living hell.

As my nose gave one final drip of blood, I made a decision. I was done trying to follow Demon world's strict rules. I was going to save Mohan and damn Xander if he thought he could stop me. I had more power than all Angels and it was about time I showed a certain Angel what happens when you injure what I had meant to fix. I felt my tail slither out and my claws drip with navy poison. I smirked at the thought of my plans revealing sharp fangs and a forked tongue. Revenge would be so sweet.

**** Mohan****

As I slipped back in bed, Xander stirred and groaned. I froze trying to keep him sleeping so I could get as much freedom as possible. But of course, my wishes weren't answered.

" Hey baby doll," Xander's perfect voice purred, "Is my breakfast ready? You know how much I hate waiting." I bit my lip, cursing myself for forgetting that today was Xander's off day.

" N-not ye-yet. I just wa-wasn't sure what you wa-wanted" I hated how I stammered but I was always too afraid to speak clearly.

"Hmm, well, since you seem to only care about yourself," Xander said sitting up and pushing down the sheets to reveal his well endowed member," breakfast is served. Don't just sit there! Get busy 'little whore'." My eyes pricked with tears but I wouldn't give Xander the satisfaction of my tears. With my mouth burning with an acid taste I took Xander into my mouth trying not to gag. Gagging meant punishment and I only liked punishing myself. "Yeah, that's it baby. Take it all, eat up all your breakfast." Xander fucked deeper into my mouth shoving his cock down my throat and forcing me to choke. " Fuck yes, I'm so close! Gonna give you something to wash down you're breakfast. Mmm swallow it bitch!"