I'm sure I had fallen asleep sometime last night after a total of 3 mental breakdowns. I had woken up with a throbbing headache. My mind had been racing. I got up out of my nice, warm, cozy ass bed only for my feet to meet the cold and wooden floor, making a shiver run its way up my spine. I whined softly as I had to be quiet, making sure I didn't wake up any other children. I skipped to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Holy shit. I'm a mess. Bags under my eyes. Hair all fucked up. Scars...everywhere. I sighed again. I begin to take off my clothes as I turn on the shower. I made sure the water was nice and hot before getting in.
I hummed softly. The water had run down my body. It felt good. I leaned my head back and enjoyed the water. I washed my hair and body. Turning off the water. Only to yawn and then shortly after squeal as the cold air met my body. I brushed my teeth and got dressed. I had put on my favorite skinny jeans. A band T-shirt and a hoodie. I put on my Converse as well. All black. That's all my outfits ever consisted of. I had my notebook and phone in hand along with my headphones. I walked out on the porch of the orphanage.
Locking the door before I left. I had quickly grabbed my skateboard. I went to school. I had skated to the front gates. My heart dropped. It was a lot more intimidating then I expected. It almost looked mid-evil. I stared at the school with my heart once again pounding. My knees got weak as the stares from the kids didn't make this any better. This isn't going to be fun...
I slowly walked through the parking lot. The growls and evil glares from the kids threw me off.
If looks could kill..I'd be dead and gone over six times by now.Then I saw him. The scariest human being I have ever seen in my entire fucking life. He was tall. Had the body of a fucking god. I kept my gaze extremely low as I stumbled past him. I had no idea who he was, nor did I want to. He was scary and I wasn't ready to meet anyone let alone HIM.
//Julian's pov//
I walk alone for a bit until I come across a very strong smell. It makes me switch the direction and I sniff around. I lick my lips slowly and my eyes shift color. I drool a bit and I grab your shoulder but my eyes and conditions are back to normal.
"What is this~? A human? What is a short, tasty lowlife doing here?"
I say and I slide my finger under your chin, making you look up at me.He had instantly squealed and squirmed to get out of my grip.
"D-Don't say that to me. You don't have a right."I chuckled and slammed you against a locker, gripping your neck hard. "oh~ I just love the tough ones~ wanna try that again?" I look into your eyes, getting closer to your face.
He had teared up from the sudden lack of air. He gripped my wrist weakly and I smirk. "Stop. Please. I...I just want to be left alone." He struggled.
"Oh puppy~ you're so clueless to what you got yourself into. I'm not the type to feel sympathy so cry if you want to, it's only gonna make me want to fuck you till you can't remember your own name. I can't wait to taste you~." A grin appears on my face and I lick your ear nice and slow before slamming you against the locker once again before leaving you for class.
//Gavin's pov//
My knees had almost given out from beneath me. What the fuck just happened to me. What did he do to me. I couldn't do anything but watch him walk away from me. I rubbed my throat as the tears fell down my face. I quickly wiped them. I had cleared my throat. I slowly walked to my locker in a shocked state. Oh. My. God. I wanted nothing to do with this man. Yet apparently he wanted everything to do with me.
I had put in my locker combination. 23-11-03. Locker number C215. I opened my locker and just stared for a minute. I was snapped out of my daydream as I was pushed into my locker by some asshole. I hit my head on the top shelf of my locker which only made my headache from earlier worse. I hissed and quickly squirmed my way out of the locker itself before someone locked me in. But..I didn't get out soon enough.
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His Pet
Teen FictionHi. Im Gavin. Im a 15 year old gay boy. Nice to know. The only issue is, I'm moving schools. And I have to go through the whole 'yes Im gay' speech again. What a joy. So, this should be interesting. Come join me in the adventures of going to a new s...