After most of the boys had introduced themselves; Cole, Keegan, and Mason all went to collect all the other captives.
Zion and Leighton brought out some video games to play, which all seem like a luxury. I mainly watched Lee win all the games and after a while, Zion decided to tie one of Lee's arms behind his back while flicking in the head for being a moron. Needless to say, Leighton still won.
Also, River silently decided to bring out a large ass snake, that Zero had claimed as 'harmless', and then calmly proceeded to let out two small bunnies before swiftly closing the door.
If he's allowed a whole zoo in his room you would think freedom would be served on a golden platter. But please, take a seat, because it freaking isn't.
The eight door opened, followed by a pale boy gloriously prancing in, pale white hair that reached his hips flowing behind him. He looked around the room; his pale blue eyes zoning in on me, blatantly staring strait at me.
Oh, I do hope my ugliness isn't showing.
Two more boys rushed in after him, "Sit the hell down, Charlie, you're just gonna make it worse." The taller boy said, rummaging though his lab coat, "I have a ticket for 'Charlie's Un-ugly Face Healing' that I would like to check in now." The ginger rushed out, a cute Irish accent making me think of leprechauns.
Leprechauns, excuse you?
Charlie, I assume, stopped right in the middle of the room before doing a very dramatic turn. "How grand of you, Beryl, but that card expired five minutes ago." The posh British albino declared, his hand on one hip while the other rested on the gingers' chest. The ginger leaned down, his hand snaking around the angel pressed against him.
A small tug on my sleeve quickly distracted me from finishing my full ass staring contest.
Looking down at the owner of the the hand, Mason simply blinked owlishly at me; placing himself on my lap.
Before I could protest, he pressed a finger to my mouth and gave me a sluggish look, "I want to sleep here." Answering my silent question, he made himself comfortable, on my lap.
I can feel the blood rushing to my face, Tomato Luca. Great.
Trying to burying my head in my hands, large fingers pried them away, revealing the tall blonde that walked in with the ginger and Mr. Extravagant.
"I hope you feel better now," mumbling, he slid down the front of the sofa so he could sit on the floor, "We were all concerned."
Damn, I could roll my eyes at that.
"He's angry, Quinn, he doesn't want to be here." Mason chirped in a song-song time. His sky blue eyes staring intently at me, something unreadable on his face.
The atmosphere grew tense, no-one saying anything. The small hum of voices not even enough to cut the tension.
The lights suddenly cut out, a blue hue now replacing them. "You should go to sleep, Luca." Quinn's taut voice whispered whilst getting up off the floor. He quickly glanced at me, something swirling in his green orbs. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss on my forehead, continuing the same process with Mason.
Quinn was quite but his eyes seemed to speak for him. It seemed that his eyes would always be more intimate than words.
But I need more than glances, I need escape plans, I need a way out. I need my own freedom.
It's like they don't even know they're here against their will. The same constant brainwash everyday, every week, every single year.
Mason slowly crawled off my lap, his doe eyes peering at me curiously. A warm palm pressed in my cheek, "You haven't said anything yet, I feel like I already know what you want," With his thighs straddling me, I could already tell I was becoming a Tomato Luca.
"Your fingers are itching to escape. You're going to try and leave us," he leaned in closer, his hot breath fanning my cheek.
"Take me with you."

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Paradise [poly BL] ✔︎
Mystery / Thriller[M x M x M +; with sprinkles of mature and unedited chapters. [Polyfidelity]] After venturing too far, Luca is captured and brought to Paradise. But don't let the name fool you, it's full of people who won't hesitate to devour you like prey. Twelve...