Chapter 5

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-Theo's POV-


When I woke up I wasn't at home anymore but instead in Ryder's room. The scenes from yesterday began to replay in my head. The tears began to fill my eyes and fall down my face before noticing a certain burgundy haired man sleeping on the couch. I wiped my wet cheeks and got out of the bed, realizing I was naked as the wind brushed against my disgusting pale skin. I grabbed one of the blankets and made my way over to Ryder. I securely wrapped myself with the thick yet soft and warm cloth around my shoulders, making me appear to be somewhat of a walking burrito.

Halting when I arrived at the couch, I poked his cheek lightly but only got a groan in return. With me still being half asleep and not thinking correctly, I sat on him and began to shake his shoulders slightly.


-Ryder's POV-


I opened my eyes slightly to see blanket-wrapped Theo sitting on my stomach, shaking my shoulders in an attempt to wake me up. Realizing what was happening, I jolted upright which caused Theo to slide down to my waist.
I blinked a few times to clear my vision.

Just as Theo had stopped shaking me, he stared at me wide-eyed, realizing he was straddling me, so he tried to get off. He swiftly swung his leg around me, successfully landing on both feet onto the floor.

But when he shifted to get his fix the positioning of his leg like that, it caused him to slightly roll on where he just sat.

As a result, I threw my head back and unconsciously let out a loud moan while he tried to get off of me.

Oh God.


Theo POV


Sweet mother of baby Jesus. 

Ryder. Just. Moaned.

I could practically see my face catching fire as I stumbled back, almost dropping the blanket that was wrapped securely around my naked body. I gasped at Ryder's reaction. He twisted his head opposite from where I was, so I couldn't get a look at what his facial expression was. But I saw a different expression coming from him... and it wasn't coming from his upper body.

Under the blanket, I noticed a very large lump that had formed between his legs.  

And I guess my quietness drew Ryder's attention, he turned his head back to where it was previously (which was on me), then to the blanket. His now unreadable to embarrassed expression was written all over his face. Ryder's face was now the color of his hair, which I assumed was the shade of mine too. 

"Can you please turn away." Ryder asked but sounding more commanding with a hint of embarrassment.

I looked away at lightning speed and mumbled a sorry. I hadn't noticed but in the process of me twisting my body so quickly, the blanket that once was secure was now on the floor. I was standing there butt naked until I felt the cold breeze brush against my body. I dropped down to the floor and secured the blanket back on my body.

I felt Ryder's eyes were glued to my body. As I sat rolled in a ball on the floor Ryder never removed his eyes from me when suddenly there was a knock on the door. Ryder got up and headed straight for the door opening it slightly after he somehow swiftly fixed his little problem. I took the opportunity and dashed toward the bathroom.

After a minute of me standing on the freezing tile in his bathroom and him at the door talking to who I assumed was a guy by the depth of the unknown voice, Ryder lightly knocked on the door not waiting for an answer. "You in there Theo?"

"I am..." I starting shaking from the coldness rising up from my bare feet on the floor. "But can I get some clothes?"

"Oh yeah, almost forgot." He said while clicking his tongue and walking away. I could hear the movement of his feet stepping one by one on the carpeted bedroom. A few seconds passed before he came back to the closed door. "Here, take these, they're the smallest clothes I have in my closet."

I opened the door just enough to let the bundle of clothes sneak between the cracked door, snatching the clothes and once again slamming the door shut due to embarrassment.

I started putting the clothes on only to realize that the smallest pair of clothes he had were still too big for my small fame. Once I was dressed I opened the door slightly and stuck my head out to check the room. Ryder was sitting on the couch eating. I stepped out and gripped the shirt tightly as I walked out still embarrassed by the earlier situations. I sat down across from Ryder and waited for him to say something.

"If your hungry, there's some cereal in the kitchen." He said.

"Okay..." I replied "But why did you bring me back here? Why did you help a helpless person like me? Why were you nearby my house? Were you following me? What did you do with Sebas- my father? When am I going back home? Am I gonna be a prisoner here for the rest of my life? Or maybe a slave? What kind of slave would I be? Should slaves even be allowed to eat food? I mean like, not that I eat very much but still. Do you think he'll come back to look for me? What if-"

"Theo," Ryder interrupted my train of thoughts "Do you always talk this much? Or are you still out of it because of what occurred last night." 

"S-sorry."

"And you're not a useless person." With this being said, his caramel orbs stared straight into my green and blue ones.

"O-okay then... you must have questions of your own, right?" I asked and he nodded his head in reply. "Ask away." Waving my hand in the air gesturing Ryder to speak. 

He flashed a scowl at me with a Don't tell me what to do look on his face. "Right, I'll start off with easy questions." With him relaxing more into the couch, I nodded my head while fearing what he'd question. 

This is gonna be a long day.

 Ryder opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by the door that leads into the hallway being abruptly opened. It revealed a panting man that appeared to be the same age as Ryder and almost the same height. He had frosty blue hair that was short on the sides, yet long on the top and messily pushed up. He was wearing black joggers along with a tight charcoal tank top that defied his muscles.

Realizing I was staring, I whipped my head back around towards Ryder, who was glaring daggers at the frosty-haired man.

"Do you need something, Alex?" Ryder harshly spoke. 

"They're here." 






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