February 14th, 2015
Andrew Grant lay on his bed. His legs were against the wall of the basement, his head and arm's hang down to the floor. He hummed to himself, like he had been doing. Numerous times now since his imprisonment, in the basement. Charles had kept good to his word about coming down to feed and bathe. Andrew every two days. He would sit down and talk to Andrew, " you know baby once I get you to come around to my way of thinking. You can come up out of here right?" Andrew would just nod, the smell of burning flesh had gone away finally. Charles had burned Micha and Patrick's bodies. In the furnace that had been nearly a week ago. Or had it been only a day ago? A month ago, hell maybe even a year ago! Andrew had lost track of time down here. He had no calendar, no Radio, or cellphone or a TV. He just had himself and his thoughts. He knew he was slowly loosing his mind, that was one thing he had been sure of. Little things like rats squeaking and bugs scurrying about. Make him just and feel nervous, he had been asleep one night and felt something furry and warm crawling across his face and neck. he was sure it was La'Laurie. " lay lay get off of daddies bed he had moaned in his sleep. You have your doggy bed in the other room, this is daddies space. Remember baby, La'Laurie, had often come and gotten in bed with him when she was a puppy. back during the early days with Andrew, she hadn't wanted to sleep in the puppy bed he had gotten her. So she would come get in bed with him. He felt himself begin to feel comforted by this thought. Until he remembered the last time he saw his dog, she had been laying in his apartment living room. with a long slash in her gut he had wanted to go to her that night. To make sure she was alive, but Charles had made him leave her there. On the floor bleeding and hurt, that was when it all came back to Andrew. Everything that had happened in the past year, everything the murders, the terror. All of it, he woke up to find what had been crawling across his body. It wasn't his precious Lay Lay. But a huge brown wood rat! Andrew screamed and flung the rat. Off of him. He heard it squeak out in pain as it landed, across the room. The next day Charles had brought a laptop down to the basement, he had come over and sat a food tray and basket of food down next to Andrew on the bed. He sat down next to Andrew as well, " so I was thinking we could have a little date. Maybe I don't think we've ever had a proper date before. Have we said Charles". Andrew scuffed, no we just went to a party. Then to the park and fucked, then you started killing my friends! Remember Charles? Charles sighed and looked at Andrew. " this is the type of attitude that makes me want to keep you down here. you never appreciate anything I do for you anything! Andrew just shook his head, sorry I'm just not used to guys kidnapping me, killing my friends and family. And chaining me up in a dank basement. So I don't really know how to show my appreciation for that. Charles chuckled and stubbed at his nose, oh hmm well about that. He turned to face Andrew his face had gone from calm. To a raging fury in seconds, he was on the bed on top of Andrew in seconds. Choking Andrew. " I Go Out Of My Goddamned Way To Take Care Of You. I Make Sure You're Clean And Fed I Keep You Alive, And All I GET FROM YOU, IS SASS. AND ATTITUDE" Charles face had gone beat red and he was inches away from Andrews face. He was drooling with rage. I SHOULD JUST KILL YOU RIGHT NOW! HOW ABOUT THAT? SINCE ALL I DO FOR, YOU ISN'T ENOUGH. WHY DON'T I JUST DO YOU THIS ONE LAST FAVOR and KILL YOU!. He rose up off Andrew and took his left hand off Andrews neck. And reached into the over turned basket, and pulled out a knife. Andrews eyes went wide with fear, he felt the sting of tears rise in his eyes. Well isn't this what you wanted, said Charles. Andrew shook his head, no its not Andrew managed to croak out! Please don't. I'm sorry I just, I don't know baby I'm just so sick of being down here in this dark filthy place. Andrew was in full tears now! Please I just want to go home. I swear if you just let me go let me out of here, I won't tell anyone. I... I.... Andrews words were cut off by Charles kissing him. Charles kissed and rubbed his body against Andrews. You are home he said looking at Andrew, as he began to take his clothes off. Happy Valentine's day baby, it was gonna be a surprise but. Here it is. that had been eight hours ago. After sex Charles and laid next to Andrew and made him watch TV with him. Then he had left. He promised to come back later that night or the next day. Andrew lay starring at the ceiling and something occurred to him. If he and Charles had been watching movies on the laptop. Especially in the basement, then their had to be a WiFi signal somewhere. Or a landline signal! But where? His thoughts were interrupted. By a clanking shuffling sound, at first he thought it was his chains. But then he realized that he hadn't been moving. He heard the sound again, it was louder. It was coming from across the room. Near the furnace, no inside the furnace. Jesus Andrew thought what is it more rats? Just then the furnace door slowly began to open, a skeletal charred hand crept out of it. Andrew sat up on the bed, his heart racing. " oh God what's happening he thought. Another arm emerged, then the skull, then the full skeleton. Crawled out of the furnace. Andrew gasped, it was micha's skeleton. It slowly began to cross the room towards Andrew. Andrew was telling himself to scream. To try to run to do something! Anything! The skeleton began to speak. " you're not innocent! You can't even think you are anymore. You are as much to blame for this. As your psychotic boyfriend. You could've, stopped this micha inched closer to Andrew, this isn't really happening Andrew thought. Non of this I'm in some sort of coma dream, I was attacked the first time back in Annabell. I can wake up now he closed his eyes and opened them again, Micha was gone. Andrew drew in a relaxing breath I'm OK now. Then he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and saw a skeletal clawed hand. Ripping through his flesh. the Micha thing was sitting on the bed next to him. It's blackened charred remains were smiling at him! No you're not OK, you're guilty just as guilty as Charles. YOU KILLED ME YOU'RE A MURDERER! MURDERER!MURDERER! MURDER! The thing screamed. And then it ripped Andrews guts out. Andrew screamed and screamed and screamed, all the while trying to place his guts back into his body. Then he woke up, he was still in the basement in the cabin. It had been a dream Charles was laying next to him on the bed his arms around Andrew, sleeping the sleep of the Just. Andrew looked at his shackled leg. Then around to the furnace, It was still closed, no skeleton demon's were after him yet. He drifted back down into sleep but before sleep took him. He remembered two things, There was a Wifi connection in the cabin. And the word Guilt.
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Switch Blade Romance
Horrorin August Andrew met the boy of his dreams. By September his friends started dying. By the end of the month Andrew was fighting for his life, by January he would know the meaning of true terror.
