𝘼𝙎𝙔𝙇𝙐𝙈 [might come back]

TWO

Ethan

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I woke up to the sound of birds outside singing its usual lullabies and sweet whistles. The golden rays of sun fell softly against my tanned face, giving my dark stubble a golden tint.

My icy blue eyes fluttered open, I rubbed my eyes softly and yawned. I sat up and my bed dipped to the side as I sat on the corner of the mattress. Once finally adjusting my eyes to the sudden brightness the day brought my eyes drifted to a picture of grayson sleeping that I had took while his mother was out, I managed to find my way into the house through the back door luckily their door wasnt creaky and it smoothly opened for me to slip inside and take pictures of the beautiful angel they call Grayson.

As I looked at the bill board, I smiled warmly at the one I took of grayson smiling while he and his friends talked, his smile was so bright. brighter than daylight itself. his teeth were straight and gleamed in the light from how white they were.

As I still was caught up in my daily grayson admiration I heard a car start up outside. Graysons mother was heading off to work, but grayson was nowhere to be seen in the car. Where had he gone? Did he already leave? Questions built up in my head as I tried to think of possible places grayson could be. I looked back outside from my window and I saw grayson. sitting in his room on his phone.

It then struck me, grayson was home alone for the next 6-7 hours before his mother returned home from work. But today just didnt seem like the day to "kidnapp" grayson, he looked to peaceful but I know deep down he will be even more peaceful once hes in my custody. I have slight hatred for grayson mother, Avrey. I know that I can take better care of grayson then she ever has. I know how to make him happy, I know how to please him. Just the thought of me and grayson making passionate or rough sex puts me over the edge.

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I see grayson leave the house, he walks down a few houses to his friends house, Andrew. Oh Andrew, hes been to clingy to grayson recently and it's getting on my nerves. I might not take grayson today, but I'm almost certain I will be taking Andrew today. Just because hes been to close to grayson I feel like he deserves more punishment then Cameron got. Maybe I could use the new cleaver I bought, it's not like Andrew needs two arms anyway.

I wait a few minutes and it doesnt seem like grayson is coming home anytime soon, so I put on a pair of shoes and head out the door. I climb over they're fence and make my way to the back door, I have to push it a few times since it wasnt budging. it finally flys open and I make my way inside. I dont bother making a mess, that's just not right. I look around and see the upstairs, theres a brown door with the name "Grayson" painted on it in green. I run my fingers over the paint getting a feel of it. I open up graysons door and I'm looking around his room like I've done before.

I go through his laundry, he has two baskets one labeled "clean" the other labeled "dirty". I rummage through the dirty pile picking up a shirt, shorts, socks, pants, even grabbing one of sweat towels, and my all time favorite his boxers. I grasp the heap of clothes I have in my hands, I push it up towards my face taking in a big whiff of graysons scent. I moan at the smell. His aroma is a mix of vanilla and honey and slight hint of deodorant. The smell is orgasmic to me and I can never get enough. I grab one more pair of boxers and another shirt before walking out of the house, making sure I close the back door all the way so it doesn't seem suspicious when grayson comes back home.

I look around before I leave the front side of his house to cross the street to get to mine. I make to my house without anyone seeing me. But as I'm about to shut my door I see grayson walking down the street to his house from Andrew's. He doesn't see me, but I take a good look at him and enjoy the moment before I slam my door shut.

I walk up to my room and set the clothes down, I tug off my shirt and grab graysons sweat towel placing it firmly on my chest, it still feels damp but it doesnt smell bad. Next I grab his boxers, holding It up toward my face I smell it again and it has the smell of musk and again, the hint of vanilla and honey. I lick the part of the fabric where his dick would be pressed up agaisnt. I bite my lip beginning to feel myself get hard. But this erection will have to be put aside as I dont feel like masturbating tonight.

I watch has the sun starts to set, the sky is a deep orange mixed in with hints if blue. Avreys car pulls up into they're house, she has food bags in her hands along with her purse slung over her shoulder. She walks into the house and I see grayson greet her at the door with a hug and a kiss to the cheek. Its sweet n' all but I despise it.

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Night falls and Im still bitter over him and Andrew. I walk back and forth till I make up my mind. Theres a cold glare on my face as walk down to my basement, stepping over the dismembered bodies, dismantled limbs and so on. I walk over to the coffee table not even hesitating to pick up a needle that makes you instantly fall asleep and some rope.

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I try figuring out how exactly I'm supposed to get into Andrew's house, from what I've heard from Grayson talking with him outside I'm aware Andrew lives alone because his parents both work up in New York and they trust him enough to take care of the house. I remember the night before when I began planning on getting into Andrew's house and taking him I had noticed he always put a key down under a blue and yellow painted flower vase that sat in a Bush in the front of his house. That was his house key, and that was my ticket in.

I put on a black suit, I had a dark gray shirt underneath it and black pants. I put on just normal running shoes. The suit I had on was from an ex client I had, Robert Smith. He always was on my case about everything. One night at the office I had enough of his bullshit, he hung had his head over the wall of the cubicle I was in, he kept running his mouth so I grabbed his jaw slamming it down onto the top of the separator, his teeth clamped together and some of his teeth broke off, his jaw was no out of place, hanging awkwardly to the side. Blood poured out the side of his mouth as his limp body fell onto his desk, his right cheek pressed up against the marble stone.

Now.. you might be asking "why does this gave anything to do with having his suit?" let me tell you.

If Andrew sees my face while I'm taking hold off him, he'll look down at the suit seeing the name tag "Robert Smith" so if he ever gets the word out then itll be Robert who gets blamed for attempted kidnapping. not me.

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I made my way out of the house, needle and rope in hand. I walked to the front and pushed the bush leaves out of the way to the flower pot, I lifted it up to see the silver key shining in the moonlight. I tossed the key in the air watching it fall back into my palm, I put the key into the door lock, twisting it to the side and the door slowly opened. I made my way inside seeing that his house had no upstairs his room must be somewhere down his house halls. I turned down one of the halls, and opened the door to see the boy laying in his bed his back facing me.

I made my way over, I caressed the boys cheek before slamming the needle into his neck his body jolted before it went limp, perfect. I grabbed his arms and tied them up and did the same to his legs. I went into his closet and found some socks, I shoved it down into his mouth to the point where it was almost down his throat. I tied a rope that kept the socks in his mouth and it went around his small head and I tied it.

I picked him up and exited his room. I made my way around the hall and to the front door, I pushed it open lightly with my foot since my hands were occupied holding the small boy. I closed it behind me putting the key back under the flower pot and walks down the street to my house.

It was about 1am so it was quite dark outside since the street lights were off about this hour. As I made my way to my house, I didnt hear a door creak open in the distance.

"Hey what the hell are you doing!?"

I snap my head toward the voice.

shit.

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ALRIGHT theres the second chapter !

who do you think spotted Ethan? what will this person do when they notice Ethan?

guess we'll find out next chapter 🤐