Savior // Rusame //

Remembering // Chapter 4

Third Person POV:

Alfred saw the gun in his hand.

"Ah!" Alfred pointed at the British man he had previously had sex with. Ivan turned to face the VERY upset Brit.

"You skank!" He pointed the gun directly at Alfreds head. Ivan grabbed Alfred. He had quick thinking. Ivan rushed for the door, but the British man grabbed both of them.

Ivan flew across the room from the impact. Alfred landed in the hands of the Brit. "Slut." The British man muttered under his breath as he thrusted the gun under Alfreds chin.

"Don't!" Ivan tackled the man to the ground, wrestling for the gun. Alfred quickly got up. He didn't know what to do. He saw them wrestling, but he just stood there.

An idea sprung in his head. He ran up and stepped on the British mans foot hard. "ARGH!" The Brit groaned out.

Ivan took the chance to grab the gun and shoot him. As soon as the gunshot rang out, screams from inside the club came. Two men in suits ran into the room with guns.

"Watch out!" Ivan tried to move Alfred from being shot, but it was too late.

Bang

Alfred stood there, motionless. Ivan quickly grabbed him and ran out the back door while the men fired at them. Ivan ran into the alley way and began dashing the opposite way of the club.

When they were far enough, Ivan set Alfred down on the floor. "D-Don't die!" Ivan ripped bits of cloth off his jacket and put them on the bullet hole in Alfreds side. Tears streamed down Alfreds face.

"P-please.." Ivan wailed as he put pressure on the wound. Alfred put a hand on Ivan's face. He smiled at him. Alfred began coughing up blood. But managed to make out one last sentence.

"See you in another life stranger.."

Alfred went limp. "What?! W-wait!D-don't leave me!" Ivan cried into Alfreds shoulder. But he wouldn't give up now.

~Alfreds dream~

"Ivan!" Alfreds voice rang out as clear as day. His voice was so small. Was he a child?

"Hello little Fredka!" The older boy (presumably 'Ivan'.) picked little 11 year old Alfred. 'Where were they?' Alfreds mind thought. Alfred saw his younger self and the young mans lips connect together.

Wtf?

Who even was that guy? Why is he kissing me? Why don't I remember this?

"ALFRED!" The scene changed as the other memory drifted away. He heard his father call his name sternly. "Y-yes papa..?" Little Alfred quivered with fear.

This scene was all too familiar with Alfred. He often had PTSD about his father. But this time it was different. He didn't remember this scene?

"Did you go see that boy again?!" His fathers voice became mad. "I-I.. Papa..-" Little Alfred was cut off.

"DID YOU OR DID YOU NOT?!" His father slammed his hands on the table. "I did..." Little Alfred said quietly while tears dripped from his face.

Why didn't Alfred remember this?! What boy were they talking about? The one he kissed?

"YOU FAG!" Alfreds father grabbed younger Alfreds wrist and threw him on the floor. Alfred couldn't look at it. He cringed at the little boys wails as his father hit him.

Alfred started crying. He wanted to forget about those times. He was so glad his father was gone. The scene faded again.

Younger Alfred seemed to be sleeping in his bed. His father opened the door and walked inside. Alfred stared at the boys bruises.

Another man walked into the room. Alfreds dad ripped the covers off the boy. Little Alfred woke with a start, "Papa?!" Alfreds father grabbed the boys mouth. "Shh.. Your mother might hear.." His dad unbuttoned the boys shirt. "Nngh!" The little boy attempted to talk.

"Are you sure this will make him forget about that boy?" His dad turned to the man behind him. "Yes." The man answered quickly. He took out a syringe with pink liquid inside.

Alfreds dad held down the muffled, screaming, and crying boy as the man injected the fluid into him. The boy fell asleep after all the liquid was put inside of him. Alfreds dad handed the man money and they left the room.

The scene drifted away again. Alfred was left confused in a empty black void. What just happened?! Memories suddenly came back to him like a bus running him over.

Ivan..

IVAN!
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Alfred screamed as he shot up. Nurses piled around him trying to get him to calm down. "IVAN!" He screamed out.

"Sir you can't go in there!" A doctor tried to block the door from Ivan, but he busted through.

Purple eyes met no longer dull blue.

"Alfred.."

"Ivan.."

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did any of you guys think that the dad was gonna rape little Alfred? That's what I was thinking while writing that, but I thought that was really weird. I never intended to make it seem that way, but I thought it would be cool to work on that suspicion. But then relieve you guys by him just getting an injecting which I guess isn't that good either 🤨

Anyways..

Bye!