Sword of Ericliff (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 21 (Friends)

Jacan's POV

I felt my chest start to rise and fall quicker than normal as I watched James in front of me. After his confession, he immediately stood and shut off the water before looking back at me with a glare.

"Get ready," was all he said before going over to do something else. I couldn't help but feel a little confused. How can he just switch personalities like that? I still couldn't seem to wrap my head around the fact that Harry was going to sacrifice me. Like, kill me, legitimately kill me. Like he was going to kill someone for his own benefit. How insane was this bastard?

That was the last time James spoke to me. After I got ready, he ushered me out into the open with the guards and I got to glimpse around the room. By the design of the building, I would guess that we were in a tower mill. There was a staircase alongside the wall that led to the top of the building and what seemed to be a door. There were two windows posted below the door leading to the door on the ground. It seemed almost like something from Beauty and the Beast which Jess made me watch over and over. Except, I know this story wasn't a fairy tale. Straight across the bathroom was another door which leads to Harry's torture chamber I'm guessing. Then, directly across from the front entrance was a plastic set up table which held variations of candles in different shapes and size but all a blood red. Alongside the candles was chalk. Then, against the back wall of the mill and behind the table stood a tall and thin mirror, partially covered by a black veil. This seemed very much like a cliche sacrificial setup, which only worried me more. This surely wouldn't work, so I would truly be dying for nothing. I mean, it would be one thing if Harry's parents came back due to my death but if I died and nothing happened? Then I would truly be upset.

I can't believe I'm more upset about the fact that I would die for nothing instead of dying at all. Is this Stockholm Syndrome?

Near the table is where Harry stood, watching as I exited the bathroom. He wasn't watching the figure directly below him who seemed to be drawing a symbol on the concrete. I grimace at it all and Harry grinned at the look.

I felt my stomach twist at the sight just as Harry turned and grinned at me.

"Finally!" Harry called out, clapping his hands once before stalking towards me. Over his shoulder, I watched as the guy on the ground glanced at me and then James before standing up and wiping his hands together to try to get the chalk off them. "I was wondering when you'd be ready. Bit of a drama queen, aren't you? Everyone could hear you screaming from in here." I felt my cheeks heat up in embarrassment but I glared him down. His face darkened and he gripped my face with strength, crushing my jaw. His arm moving up as if ripping my head from my neck. "Do not look at me like that." He scolded. I felt my face relax and I cried out at the pain and he finally let me go. I stepped back and he smirked at me in satisfaction, loving to watch me as I cradled my jaw in pain.

"Just remember where you belong." He smirked.

Edward's POV

"How sure are we that Harry's going to be where you said?" I asked, walking in step with Eric as we took the twenty-minute walk to the mill. We all agreed that any vehicles would cause too much noise and we couldn't risk them leaving with Jacan. Plus, the larger groups couldn't fit everyone in a car. I couldn't help but move as fast as my legs would take me, feeling eager to get to Jacan as fast as I could. No one commented on my pace, and so I kept it up.

"Pretty positive," Eric whispered, looking off in the distance. I felt myself frown.

"You know," I told him making him glance at me with sorrowful eyes, "you didn't have to come with us. I know how hard this must be for you." I then glanced behind me at Alexios, who was walking off to the side of the group with Ben, as far away from Jurak as he could get. Ben seemed to be trying to talk to him, probably about Jurak. However, Alexios obviously wasn't paying attention.