broken heart-strings (seer x embalmer, +more ships apparently)

twenty-eight

Okay, just a warning for you guys, this chapter is going to be kinda fucked and it'll hint towards abuse and like using people, and it'll also have suicidal topics and abUse so uhm... i'm sorry. if you can't handle that, please skip this chapter...

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"Okay, okay, I get it, just stay the fuck away from them! They are my group! Keep your hands off them!"

Joseph smiled gently, wiping the blood running down his face with his hand and looking back up at the boy.

"You punched me and expect me to keep them safe? You do realize that I am your only way to feed your addiction, right?"\

Naib grimaced. He wouldn't survive without his cigarettes or without his friends. His mind couldn't help but focus on the first thing.

"Okay. You can't do that to me."

"Alright then... you want me to keep supplying you with things and keep your little friends safe, then you'll have to do a favor for me."

Naib felt his throat tighten. He knew what this guy would do. his main target used to be Aesop, but now he gets things from the boy for something that Naib doesn't know about. Did Aesop also get cigarettes? It seemed so unlikely.

"I need you to beat up Eli."

Naib flinched, looking at the man in horror.

"There is no way. No, no way."

Joseph scoffed, standing up.

His room was dark, the only lights being from the green lamps and black lights. Joseph was wearing a black robe and some shorts. The room smelled deeply of incense and weed. Naib felt his eyes widen, as Joseph smiled and took a step closer.

"Oh come on. I don't mean you have to hate him or beat him all the time. Just once. What about right after this match? Go up and spectate, find something to hurt him for, do it, then apologize. Easy. I just need him questioning things again. He's gotten too comfortable."

Naib felt his face fall down and his fists tighten.

"I get an extra pack this week then."

Joseph smiled widely.

"Sure thing, baby."

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"Why the fuck would you do that, Joseph?! God, Eli never deserved that! You could've just taken his shit away. You should've hurt me instead..."

Joseph took whatever he was smoking, that Aesop couldn't identify, out of his mouth and quickly blew the smoke out of his nose and mouth. He moved, to where he was sitting on his knees on the bed behind Aesop, who was just sitting on the edge, drinking some bitter substance from a bottle.

Joseph, placed his hands on Aesop's shoulders, beginning to work out the rough kinks.

"Come on, baby, he's getting way too comfortable around here. it doesn't matter. It's not like you really care about them anyways-"

"Joseph! How can you say that?!" Aesop yelled with anger seeping in his voice, but he didn't move. He just took another sip and grabbed what he assumed was a normal blunt from the small desk, though he wouldn't put it past Joseph to put something else in it.

The loud music playing in the background was making both of the males feel really loose and comfortable in the situation, despite what Aesop knew the other wanted.

He never had a way to pay for the things that let him feel numb besides his body, and that happened to be what Joseph wanted more than anything else.

"Oh shush, you've told me yourself that you don't really know why you're dating him and I what I provide makes you feel a lot better. It's okay though, I'll never tell."

Aesop let out a sigh, taking a hit of what was in his hands. He felt tears welling up in his eyes, as he blew out the smoke. Everything was on fire. Despite having everything he thought he wanted, he still felt so numb and broken.

His heart-strings weren't healing.

He was trapped in this clear body, all his anxieties in there with him. It was huge and never ending. It made him feel so awful.

"Stop it."

"No."

Joseph pushed the other boy onto the bed, his hands gliding in all the places that he wanted. Aesop felt more tears come to his eyes, but he couldn't fight Joseph now. He tried that long ago, and it's never worked. Besides, it's been this way for so long.

"Please let me rest tonight."

"Nope. You owe me."

Aesop tightened all his muscles, as Joseph's hands and mouth moved where they wanted to. He clenched his eyes tightly to keep in the tears and to clear his mind. He forced his thoughts on Eli. Oh, how he craved to be in the boy's arms. He hated this, though he did it to keep the others safe from possible retaliation and to keep getting what keeps him alive.

"P-Please..."

"Come on, don't make me cover your mouth again."

Aesop shook his head back and forth, red eyes going wide. If this was going to happen again, he wasn't going to be restrained. Tears began to fall down his face, as Joseph grabbed his hair and shoved their faces together.

Just do it for Eli. Do it for Eli. Do it to keep Eli safe. Keep him safe. He'll hurt Eli if you fight back. Do it for him. Do it for the one you love. Do it for the one you're lying to. Do it for the trauma. Do it for the drugs.

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"Eli. I'm so sorry."

The boy, who had been in the floor for two hours, couldn't stand to look up at Wu Chang.

"He's dead."

He couldn't breathe. He couldn't cry. He just sat there, numb.

"He left you a note."

Wu Chang dropped the thing on the floor in front of the boy, before quickly leaving the room.

Eli let his eyes read it slowly, not moving at all.

'Eli, Sunshine! I hope you're doing great. Don't worry, I love you, I promise! Things just caught up and lives end. I'm sorry it had to be this way. Stay alive for me, babe. Thank you. I love you.
                                   -Aesop'

Eli just stayed in the same position. 

Nothing mattered anymore.

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I'm so sorry, but I feel like I'm dying. This chapter was planned, but I made it sooner than I expected. I'm sorry about that. It's sort of like a vent, but I mean... yeah. Trust me though, the story is far from over. 

Anyways-  thank you all so much for reading. Comment what you think. Thanks, lovelies. 

-m a g s hahahahaha