bad bad things - (Shyan AU)

chaos

"Woah, big guy. Come on, calm down. Tinsley, seriously. CC!" Ricky called out desperately, holding onto CC's shoulders as CC himself hyperventilated.

"Tinsley, why are you freaking out? You already knew, and look, you just fucked me. So, its sorta on you if you think about it." Ricky calmly said, standing up straight and shrugging.

"On me?! On ME?! You fucking killed someone, how is that on me?! Theres a headless dude in your house, the room that I just screwed you in!"

"Okay, you're right, but it's not what you think. Here." Ricky continued, walking out the room and coming back with a pair of Jeans. He shoved his hand into a pocket and pulled out a wallet, opening it and finally taking out an ID.

"Recognize the prick?" Ricky asked, a look on his face as if he thought CC would immediately know.

"No!" CC choked out.

"Oh. Well, hes the dude from the coffee shop. You know, the dude who called us fags? After you fell asleep, I got dressed, tried to look as much as a middle class citizen as I could, and head to the cafe. Asked Wendy, said he worked at nearby hospital, bumped into him. Turns out, hes an INTERNALIZED homophobic because he clearly didnt recognize me."

"S-So?" Tinsley whimpered.

"So, I fucking seduced him. Took him back here, then stabbed him.. one two three four five- 34 times. His name is Wallace. What kind of name is Wallace?" Goldsworth laughed to himself, throwing the ID at Tinsley.

Tinsley threw it back, harder. Goldsworth's eyebrows furrowed, confused.

"Why are you mad?"

"Ryan, you killed a man because of his opinions! You dont do that!"

"First, not my name. Second, You dont?" Goldsworth asked, seeming genuinely confused. Tinsley looked at him in disbelief.

"No!"

"Oh. Well, then, how come Dr. Fear told me that?" Goldsworth looked down at the floor, still with a confused expression, then at the ceiling. Tinsley flinched at the name, remembering its significance.

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August 18th, 2005.

A fourteen year old CC Tinsley sat In the crack of their beat up couch, his cat Jen nestled up next to him underneath his arm. The news was on, finishing up a story on something a local dog did when the red colored effects came on. CC's mother sat on his other side, shoveling popcorn into her mouth.

"Breaking news in America tonight," The news anchor says, straightening a pile of papers in his hands. "A shocking discovery was made by police when an 14-year-old boy named Zach Kornfeld called them saying he was being held captive along with eight other young boys, the oldest of them being 19."

"Dr Brent Fear has been taken into custody for the kidnapping, torture, and manslaughter of almost 50 young men and boys. His godson, whose name is protected for privacy, lived just upstairs from them for a year. Dr Fear Is awaiting trial." The anchor continued. The story wasn't over, but CC's mother shut the TV off.