Creeper -Grethan- (NOT on hold)

One

It was a cold dark night, lit up candles in the form of a heart and the bright stars up above being the only light. Blankets and the two figures in the center of the heart was the only warmth. 

A man and a boy, love surrounding both of them, enough love that could be shared between the world. The love that only the small boy emitted, it wasn't mutual.

The figures were cuddling, the small boy in the arms of the large man. The man rocked them both back and forth, both of them gazing at the bright, romantic stars in the sky.

Leo, innocent little boy he was. Only 16 and deeply in love with the wrong person. He had devoted his whole life to him. Lost everything to him, including his precious virginity. Being 100% sure the older man loved him back, he trusted him. 

He was 100% wrong though.

Today was the day, the day Leo would finally confess his love, speak out his thoughts. What he didn't know, though, was that today was also the last day he would get to kiss those precious pink lips. The last day of him on earth. His last breath coming so soon. 

Leo took his, unfortunately, final deep breath. He formed the words in his mind that were dying to come out, his heart rate increasing drastically. He looked up at the man, his one and only love. 

"Ethan?" Leo's soft voice spoke out, drawing the man's attention to him. 

"hmm?" He smiled down lovingly at the boy.

"I-I love you." Ethan's loving smile vanished instantly and was replaced with a knowing, scary and twisted one. 

This was a sight that Leo had never seen before. He had never been scared of Ethan but the way he was looking at him at the moment made his heart drop. 

Ethan was waiting for this very moment, he knew it was coming soon. In fact, he had a feeling it would be today. That's why he came prepared.

"Do you... love me back?" Leo asked, his voice cracked and he sounded desperate. A low, terrifying chuckle escaped Ethan's lips, making the hairs on Leo's back stand. Not in a good way.

"Of course I do. I love you more than anyone in the world." He lied easily. The boy let out a sigh of relief but Ethan wasn't finished. "The thing is, baby, I want everyone on this planet to die slowly and painfully. So since I love you oh so much, I'll make it quick and easy." 

Before Leo could register the horrid words that came out of his lover's mouth, the man threw him to the floor and straddled his tiny waist. His smile widened as the boy under him squirmed and screamed. Tears rolled down the sides of his face, leaving salty trails on his pink cheeks. 

With one hand, Ethan reached for the hidden knife that was tucked into his waistband and clamped his free hand over the boy's mouth. He pulled the sharp knife out and waved it in front of Leo's face teasingly. The small boy just cried harder, screaming into Ethan's hand. He was terrified, confused and heartbroken at the same time. 

Ethan pushed the cold metal material against Leo's pale face. Leo's breath hitched as the scary man ran the sharp object across his face and down to his neck.

"Oh, I wish I didn't have to do this to you. Your such a beautiful baby boy, you could have grown up to be such a wonderful man. You were just too stupid to realize I never, ever loved you back. But it honestly just made this so much easier, so who am I to complain? Oh... I really don't need to do this to you, I just really, really want to." Ethan flashed a warm and loving smile before digging the knife into his fragile skin.

By now Leo had already accepted his fate and his body had grown limp. He only flinched a bit and squeezed his eyes shut as the knife went deeper and deeper into his skin. 

Ethan drew the knife back and plunged it right into Leo's heart. Leo looked up hazily and croaked out four, simple words.

"I still love you." 

One last tear escaped his eye as he took his last dying breath. Ethan had the same horrific smile plastered on his gorgeous face. He felt nothing, guilt is only one of the many emotions he never once in his life experienced. 

He picked him up and only smiled at the limp body he held in his arms. Leo was a very beautiful boy indeed, he was sweet and innocent. At that moment, Ethan decided he would add this lifeless, teenage boy to his collection so he drove him home instead of dumping him into the river like most of the other boys. 

His collection consisted of eight lifeless boys, all beautiful and locked away in the basement of Ethan's mansion. He would clean up the boy's wounds and stitch them up, leaving their beautiful faces and bodies bare and clean. 

They were all in different, custom positions. Some bending over, some with their legs reaching to their head and some with twisted limbs, the uglier ones of course.

He felt no love or affection with any of them. They were just his toys he came down and visited every once and a while. He would fuck them whenever he felt like it. Like I said, useless toys that once had a great life. They were all gone now, up above somewhere in heaven because, sadly enough, Ethan only chose the innocent ones. The ones totally oblivious and perfect; angels some people could say.

Alas, this was a normal yet eventful day for Ethan. Happened at least hundreds of other times, considering he started at around 16 years old. The way it worked was simple, make a boy fall in love with him, which was pretty easy, have them confess their love for Ethan and boom they're dead. Just like Leo. 

Ethan sighed as he finished off the last knot. He had strung up Leo to the wall. Having his pale, bare and perfect body hanging from its wrists. Ethan smiled at the body and grabbed a limb, not caring which one, and pulled it. This action making Leo's dead body turn around slowly in circles. Ethan let out an amused laugh as he watched the petite body swing around, one of his best findings so far. 

"Idiot." He said before walking away and rubbing his tired eyes. He walked to his room and flopped onto his bed, not even bothering to take off his shoes... or shower. 

Without a second thought, he fell asleep. He was beyond exhausted from today. Tomorrow wouldn't be easier either, he was planning on finding his new target. It was like murdering another human being affected him in no way. 

But that's just the thing... it didn't

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1232 words

I was planning for this to be a very long one-shot but... I kinda really like the ideas that I have up with so far so I'm gonna make this a short book. 

Hope you like this and don't unfollow from the creepiness hehe.

Sad start and gross ending, I swear I don't dream about this stuff.

Bye, bye.

-Sophie <3