Bad Boy's Twink (BXB)

8: Hello Creepiness

Eros' POV

"Five more laps..." I panted.

It was 10 p.m. It was pretty dark and no one was really outside yet but me. I had my earphones stuck in my ears and played some Breaking Benjamin songs. I liked rock but I also listen to pop music when rock made my headache already.

It had been two months since I moved to the dormitory and it had been two months since I met Leo, Conrad, Damien, Jarred, Miko, and that idiot Sire. Sire wasn't a bad person if I think about it. I guess getting cheated really took a big part from him.

I just wish that he didn't take the path that his girlfriend took as being an international whore but at least he was not a cheating asshole like her or was he? I don't know. I can't picture him being in a relationship with someone. What I couldn't understand though was why I defended him. I should have just left him there in his own business and grabbed my friends to have some pizza but the look on his eyes just made me feel sorry for him.

The idiot stole two kisses from me though and it pissed me off that I slightly like the attention he was giving to me. I even liked him more when he gave me those delicious puddings. I guess the moron had romance in him after all.

I ran for two more laps and looked at the sky. I felt proud of my present self. Who would have thought that I can get over my phobia of the dark? Geez I was pathetic back then. Eric always panicked when we had a black out in our apartment since he knew that I would be a mess.

Sometimes I think that my little brother was stronger than me...maybe he was. I always had a fear of the dark. My dad and I always watched horror movies and the bastard played a prank on me by locking me inside of the basement. Ever since then, I had a phobia.

What made my phobia worse was when my dad left and my mom began to hurt us. I only got over my fear when my bastard of a boyfriend hurt my brother and I had to man up and take my brother to the hospital in the middle of the night. I realized that I had to be strong for my brother since it was only the two of us.

At my last lap, I stopped over a shoe box that was not even there before. I looked around to see if anyone was there but there was none. I removed my earphones and bent down to pick it up. Fuck it was heavy and it smelled. I removed the cover and I threw the box like it was in fire from the gruesome sight.

It was a dead cat. My breath started to hasten as well as my heart. Fuck, the last thing I want was my phobia being triggered. "If this is some kind of a prank then fuck you man! Come on out and fight!" I shouted. I looked at the cat again and saw a bloodied picture.

I pinched it out and saw an image of I and Sire kissing when I saved his ass from his ex. Shit. Was it his girlfriend? She didn't seem to have any buddies around. I looked behind the picture and read the message that was written in red. Well, he/she knew how to make me shiver for the effects.

"You're nothing but a whore. Get away from him or else I will either kill you or him!"

"Shit!" I gasped and ran. I hope nothing fucking happened to Sire. Shit. Shit. Shit. I ran to the dormitory and to our room. I breathed in a relieved sigh when the door was still locked. I used my keys and opened the door and found Sire still snoring like a pig.

I couldn't help my anxiety so I looked inside of the bathroom to see if anyone was there. I switched on the lights and searched under the bed and even the freaking cabinets. Fuck me. I need a cold shower. I first cleaned the picture with a tissue and placed it on my study table before heading to the bathroom.

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Even after the cold shower, I was still jumpy. I stayed up all night to see if anyone would come banging at the door. Luckily, Sire didn't seem to mind the lights at all. It was already 5 a.m in the morning. I could feel the pounding headache. I sighed and massaged my head. I stood up and sat at the edge of Sire's bed.