Five | derek

247 23 10
                                    

Graysons pov:

I walked around the four concrete walls that surrounded me, I dragged my finger along the wall.

After I walked around a few times I sat on the floor, I looked at my hands and saw the many wounds on my knuckles, forearms and knees.

Even my nails had dry blood on them.

Solitary makes you go mad, the amount of time you spend in this dark box alone drives anyone to insanity even if they are already insane.

I wiped my eyes from the dry tears that made my cheeks feel tight and gross.

I moved myself into the corner of the room and tried to make it feel as if I was being held

"Ethan..." I said softly

Screw Ethan, Ethan is bad. Ethan needs to die. You need to kill Ethan, before he can hurt you more.

"That wasn't real..." I said trying to make myself believe that stupid dream wasn't real

It's as real as me, and you still obey everything I tell you everything I say, I'm your conscience Grayson I'm you.

"You aren't me" I scoffed "You're my Illness, I'm sick!" I said standing up

Ethan is changing you! You are nothing like you used to be.

I looked at my hands and saw the bruised nails and dry blood, my illness did this.

"I'm Ill, I'm not well, I'm nothing like I was cause of Ethan" I said over and over and over and I got closer to the wall and began to do what I've been doing for however long I've been  in here.

I punched the walls and scrapped them as if that would get me out any sooner.

"I NEED ETHAN!" I screamed at the top of my lungs

You should just kill yourself then, Ethan's probably dead anyway or he's moved on to his next twink

My tears dripped down my cheeks and jaw quickly, I sat down back in my corner and began to think about Ethan, was that true?

I woken up god knows who much later and saw that my door was open and guards were standing outside.

"Get the fuck up your getting out" the guard growled

I smiled and sat on my knees, I pulled my head back like a rag doll so they could see my face but too weak to keep it up straight.

"Why would I get out when you could come in?" I smiled with a small head twitch

Three guards came in knowing I wouldn't come out on my own and grabbed me forcing me to stand.

I grabbed one of the officers by the neck and pushed him against the wall, I pushed my body close to him I tightened my grip on his neck while placing my other hand on his waist feeling his form and his racing heart.

"All I wanted was some fun, why don't you want fun?" I asked with a smirk

Suddenly I felt a surge of electricity run through my body making me go completely weak and fall to the ground. I could see the officer I was holding against the wall catch his breath and look at me with fear and slight arousal.

I smiled before my entire body shut down and I fell asleep.

I woke back up in a new cell it definitely wasn't Ethan's which I guess I should be happy about seeing he has someone new.

Or Atleast that's what the voice said.

I looked around outside to see Ethan was actually right across from me, part of me missed him the other half wanted nothing to do with him.

I smiled and laughed before digging my head into my knees, I can't control anything I do anymore and it's killing me slowly.

To think I was getting better.

After while of sitting in the corner a guard stood in front of my cell, it was the same one I almost killed when I was in solitary.

I slowly stood up and weakly walked over to him.

I grabbed the bars now standing in front of him and grabbed his shirt making him come closer to me.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked

"Of course I do, you're my biggest fan" I said as I dragged my finger along his chest

"Grayson, what are you doing" was all I could hear from behind the officer

I could see Ethan cuffed to the cell bars weakly standing, he seemed to have not been fed in forever.

My attention was soon turned back to the officer "ignore him, to answer my question I am the head of security here, do you know what that means baby?" He asked placing a hand on my chin forcing me to look at him

"Oh daddy trust me I know" I whispered

Next thing I knew he- who I learned was named Derek, was in my room fucking me.

This went on for weeks Ethan still always watching unable to do anything else.

Whenever I fucked Derek I would get more food- better food, and he let me shower where he would, of course I would have to shower with him but it wasn't that bad.

The only thing was the voice would get louder and I would twitch more.

It's been a about a month and Ethan finally got to be freed from his cuffs so of course he sat with me at the lunch table.

I kept my head down knowing Derek was watching.

I twitched and looked to make sure Ethan was still there.

"What the fuck do you want?" I asked laughing a little with many twitches in between my words

"Gray you are getting worse, the more you're with him. he's killing your mental health" Ethan explained

I looked up at Ethan angrily and smiled, "what the fuck did you say? Derek has treated me much better than you! When I was in solitary killing my self you were fucking other horny twinks" I explained grabbing my plastic fork and standing on the table

Ethan stood up "Grayson, calm the fuck down"

Now is your chance to kill him, if anything he'll let you at this point or Derek will come in and kill him for you.

Derek will get you out of here kill Ethan.

I shook my head at he voice I couldn't fucking stand it when it told me what to do.

But for once I could hear the nicer more caring voice, it's been a long long time since I'd heard it so I wanted to listen.

Ethan helped you, your twitches we're so less when you were with him and you could barley hear the other voice remember that Grayson?

I shook my head as the voices went back and forth about what I should be doing it made me insane not knowing who was right and who was lying to me.

I decided to stab myself with the fork, I did if multiple times and broke it in half to have a sharper point specifically for me; to kill my self. To end the voices.

A/n:

Ok sorry I had a good idea where Grayson has an affair with a prison guard it would help the story drag on longer plus it adds some more dirty scenes ;)

Word count: 1223

Insane | GRETHAN Where stories live. Discover now