Nightterror and Will Grossman

Chapter Twelve

Terror walked back to Will. "I found a bit of help," he said, turning his phone off.
"Oh ok," said Will.
"But," said Terror. "We'll have to go to Oregon."
"Oregon!?" exclaimed Will. "Why!?"
"We can't stay here," said Terror. "Plus I found the best help we're gonna get."
Will sighed. "Okay."
Terror and Will, "borrowed" a lonely Ferrari in a near by bank parking lot.
Terror drove the car and followed the directions on his phone.
Will relaxed in the passenger seat.
A few hours later the state of Arizona was behind them.
They drove for 19 hours, he stayed wide awake for the whole time. Will fell asleep halfway.
Terror turned into the drive way of a mansion on a hill. He parked next to another red and orange Ferrari.
Terror's eyes had turned fully grey. He sighed.
He couldn't believe he had to ask his brother for help. He hated him, with every lasting bone in his body.
He woke Will and they walked up to the door.
Terror knocked on the huge oak wood door.
The lock clicked and the door opened.
A man with black, now greyish hair, and a goatee stood at the doorway. He was just a tiny bit taller than Terror.
"Terror," he smiled. "What brings you to my doorstep brother."
Will looked at Terror.
"I already explained that," said Terror, his voice harsh. "You owe me time to pay your dept."
"Oh come on" said Jacob. "Not even a hug?"
"Stop messing around and let us in," said Terror.
"Fine fine," said Jacob, stepping aside. "Come in."
Will and Terror walked in.
There was a huge stair case leading up and two others going to two different hallways.
Two other hallways were on the floor they were on.
Terror looked down the left one, his eyes turned greyer. He could still see the blood print from when he was ten.
The other lead down to other rooms and to the kitchen and dining room.
Will looked around. "This is cool."
"So who's this Terror?" asked Jacob.
"Will, this is Jacob my brother," said Terror. "Jacob, this is Will, my boyfriend."
"Ah ok," said Jacob. "Nice to meet you Will."
Will nodded.
He looked at Terror, and noticed his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped.
"Ill show you guys your room," said Jacob.
He turned to the right hall.
"Not that hallway," said Terror.
Jacob looked at him and nodded. "Okay."
He walked down the left hall, with Will and Terror following.
Jacob opened the door at the end off the hall.
The room had a huge black sheeted bed, black curtains covered a huge window giving a view of down the hill, a red oak desk and dresser stood on the side of the bed.
Terror walked in with Will and set his pack down.
"Thanks Jacob," said Terror, not looking at him.
Jacob walked out, closing the door.
Terror sighed and unpacked.
Will set his pack down, he walked to Terror and hugged him.
Terror hugged back. "What is this for?"
"I can tell you hate being here," said Will. "Once we find somewhere else we'll go."
Terror smiled and kissed Will's cheek. "Okay."
His eyes stayed grey. Will cupped his hand on Terror's cheek. "Cheer up!"
Terror chuckled.
Terror laid down on the bed, Will laid down on his chest.
"I love you," said Terror.
"I love you too," said Will.
Will put his hand down on Terror's chest next to his head.
"Your cold," said Terror, wrapping his arms around Will.
"Kind of," said Will. "Did have an AC blowing on me."
Terror chuckled.
"You know," said Will. "I don't know what happened between you and your brother, but he doesn't seen that bad."
"He's worse then you can imagine..." Terror closed his eyes, he could still feel Jacob's knife digging into his back.
Suddenly his mind started to go blank.

Terror woke up, he was ten again. Jacob held him close, tightly
Leon kicked at him. "Get off!!"
Jacob opened his eyes, and let go of Leon. "Leon! Let me explain."
"No!" yelled Leon rolling off the bed and standing.
He grabbed one of Jacob's knives and held it up.
Jacob stood on the other end of the bed. "Leon! It was all a test!"
Leon growled. "What was?"
"Us abandoning you, you coming back and trying to kill us!"
Leon's face turned confuse d then back to raged. "Liar! You'd do anything to keep this knife out of your stomach!"
"Mother!!!" yelled Jacob.
"Shut up!" said Leon, throwing the knife.
Suddenly the knife stopped and floated right in front of Jacob's forehead.
He grabbed the knife as Mother walked in.
Leon stepped away from her as she walked in, anger and fear in his eyes.
Mother made his freeze in place.
Leon couldn't move hall he could do is blink and breathe. He breathed heavily, his fear taking over.
She kneeled to his hight. She cupped her hands on his cheeks. "Such a trouble making child."
Leon tried to break her spell but it was too powerful, he was stuck like this till she broke it herself.
She let him go. "Gonna be a good boy?"
Leon growled.
Mother shook her head. "What am I gonna do with you?"
"Thank you mom." said Jacob.
Mother nodded. "Be nice to each other," she ordered, then walked out.
Leon looked at Jacob.
Jacob set down his knife. "Are you calm now...?"
"Far from it," hissed Leon.
Jacob nodded.
"Stay. Away. From. Me." ordered Leon, walking out of the room.
He went to his room, which was the room two doors down from Jacob's.
Leon slammed his door and locked it.
He took off his armor, the scar Jacob's knife had made was big and ran down next to his spine. Jacob had dug his knife almost to his heart, he had even put his hand in while doing it.
He reached behind him and rubbed it. He winced, and took hand away from it.
He put on a regular shirt and laid down on his bed. He shoved his head into his pillow and screamed.
It couldn't be true...could it?
Was it all a test? Was it all just a trick?
Does my family even care what happens to me?
He thought over everything he had gone through in the forest. No. They never did.
Leon stayed laid down and stared at the wall, eventually falling asleep.

Leon woke up, it was black outside his window. Perfect time.
He stood and put on his armor. He summoned all his daggers to him, and walked out silently. He walked into Mother's room.
She was asleep on her huge bed, alone.
A fire place was on, at the back of the room.
Leon crept toward her. He stood above her and slowly started to slice her throat open.
Her eyes opened wide, but too late. Leon slit her throat and blood poured out. She looked at him with betrayal.
You did all the betraying.
Leon slammed his dagger into her chest and she instantly went limp.
Leon took out his dagger.
Suddenly Jacob walked in. "Oh my gods...."
Leon turned to him.
Jacob looked at Mom then at Leon. "What'd you do....?"
"I got what I wanted," said Leon, coldly. "Walk away now and I won't kill you. Walk away now and I'll consider forgiving you too."
Jacob backed away then ran down the hall.
Leon heard the front door open then slam shut.
He walked into Father's room, but he didn't see him.
Suddenly Father came out and hit Leon in the head with a vase. The vase broke and all went to black as Leon crumbled to the floor.

"Terror!"
Will shook Terror by the shoulders. "Wake up!"
Terror's eyes flew open, he breathed heavily.
Will was on top of him, sitting on his stomach.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Y-yeah," said Terror. "Just a flashback I guess."
"You blacked out and wouldn't wake up for an hour," said Will, wrapping his arms around Terror's neck, hugging him. "I was worried..."
Terror kissed him. "Im okay," he said. "Don't worry."
Will buried his head in Terror's neck. Terror wrapped his arms around him. "Its okay. Im okay."
Terror kissed his forehead. Will hugged him tighter.
There was a knock on the door. "Can I come in?" asked Jacob's voice.
"Yeah," said Terror. "Go ahead."
Jacob opened the door, and Will buried his head more.
"Glad to see your awake finally," said Jacob. "What happened."
"Flashbacks..." said Terror.
Jacob made a silent "oh."
Jacob sat on the edge of the bed.
Terror's eyes turned darker grey while he had blacked out.
"You don't have to worry about our past, Leon," said Jacob. "I have no intention on hurting you ever again, neither Will."
"Okay..." said Terror, looking at him.
Jacob stood after a few minutes of silence. "I'll leave you two alone," he said.
He walked out and closed the door.
Will lifted his head a little, he sniffled.
Terror cupped his hand on Will's cheek. "Hey, its okay."
"Will this happen again?" Will asked, looking into Terror's eyes.
"Maybe..." he said. "But mostly while I'm asleep."
Will took Terror's hand off his cheek, and held it tight. "Don't do that to me ever again."
Terror gave a sad smile. "Okay."
Will kissed him, Terror kissed back.
Will put his forehead against Terror's, closing his eyes.
Terror rubbed his back, knowing Will might've felt panicked when he blacked out.
Will opened his eyes and looked into Terror's.
Terror's eyes turned light blue, making Will smile a little.
Will sat up, still on Terror's stomach.
"Your light," said Terror, a hint of surprise in his voice.
Will stuck out his tongue. "At least I'm not a heavy bastard."
Terror gave a fake dramatic gasp. "How dare you!?"
Will laughed.
Terror flipped Will onto his back and got above him. "Are you ticklish?"
"N-no," stuttered Will, his cheeks turning a bit pink.
Terror smirked, and started tickling Will.
"Ahh," Will laughed hard, and tried to get away but Terror kept him in place.
Terror stopped when Will started coughing from laughing.
Will breathed heavy. "Mercy!"
Terror chuckled. "Fine."
Terror took off his shirt, and laid beside Will, on his stomach.
Will looked at his back and noticed a standing out scar. Terror had many on his chest, stomach, and back. But this one was the biggest, it looked stretched out and deeper than the others.
Will traced it with his finger, the cold touch giving Terror goosebumps.
"Where'd you get this one from?" he asked.
Terror sighed. "I'll...tell you later."
"Okay," said Will.
Will cuddled Terror, untill he rolled onto his side, and wrapped his arms around him.
Will rested his head against Terror's chest.
Terror hugged him tight, but gentle.