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Chapter 2

When I laid in bed, I couldn't help but to see his eyes. Those blue, sinister eyes, staring at me through the darkness. Those eyes were sculpted into my mind, unable to leave. I turned over, trying to forget about it. I looked about the room, my eyes shifting from poster to poster, picture to picture. That was until a dim light shone and a vibration was followed by it. I picked up my phone, seeing that I received a text message. I wanted to ignore it, but it was from my father.

'Did you do your homework?'

'No.' I replied.

'Get up and do it.' I could hear his voice speaking in my head. I sat up and checked the time and it was nearly 2 in the morning.

'But I have school in 7 hours.' I didn't want to do homework, but I knew I had to.

I was exhausted from work and laying tireless in my bed. I closed my eyes to go to sleep, but those eyes were branded into the back of my head. I got up and reached into my backpack, pulling out my books.

'Come downstairs.' I was already up, so I just took my things with me.

I descended down the stairs and went through the hall corridors. I was walking to my father's study, he usually stayed awake, going over records and really just administration work. He made sure my homework and things were finished before he went off to bed. He was one of those parents who didn't like the thought that their kid wasn't smart enough. I guess since I didn't speak to him when I came home, he wasn't sure if I did it or not. I reached the door of his study and was about to knock when he answered.

"Just come on in Ashley." He said.

I pushed the door in and walked in the room. I went to a desk that was already prepared for me. I sat my things down and started working. I completed my homework for my medical classes, all that was left was my communications. I half paid any attention to what I was doing, but I managed to do most of it. It was 4:27am and I wasn't completely finished with it. My father straddled over me, watching to make sure I was working, it was 5:06 when I finally finished. I yawned and picked up my things, following my father from the room. He waited for me to catch up and he put his arm around my shoulder.

"I'm proud of you son." I rolled my eyes.

He's never proud of me, just says that as 'motivation'. I learned that a long time ago that I can never please him. He's always pushed me to do things and they were never good enough for him. In junior high, he always made me go above and beyond. English papers, math work, it all had to be spectacular. None of my grades were ever below a 95, but it still wasn't a 100. In high school, I had to take all AP classes, never making below a 95. Those were college level courses that I passed, while others failed and it still didn't seem to impress him.

When I graduated, it was at the top of my class with a GPA of 3.9. It still wasn't good enough, all I got was a pat on the back. It didn't matter to me, my father never really was the type who would show me any type of affection. The only person I've met who has shown me affection is little Kenadee. From what I know, she's the only one who has.

"Thanks." I smiled half-heartedly at him and shrugged his arm from my shoulders.

It felt weird to have him close to me, so I maneuvered away some. I held my books to my chest and walked the way to my room. He walked along side of me, striding at a steady pace. I saw him from my peripheral vision, looking through his files. I was just about to the stairwell, I needed to get to my room. I needed to get there quick, not only was it awkward walking with my father, but I could feel sleep starting to take over. I climbed the steps, 2 at a time up to my room.

"Ashley." He said, trying to catch my attention. I turned around and looked at him climb the stairs, staring at his files.

"What?" I asked and yawned.

"I had a talk with your teachers today."

I groaned in annoyance. Not only was I going to possibly receive a lecture from my professors tomorrow, but now I was definitely getting one from my father. He trudged up to where I was and sighed, putting the folders down by his side.

"What are you doing son?" He asked.

"I don't know what you mean. Like I told Mrs. Smith, I'm making good grades, that's all that matters." I said in an annoyed tone because I was. I was tired of him saying what I didn't do right and pointing it out.

"No, what matters is how you're getting them. You aren't taking anything are you? Ashley, if you're cheating or taking drugs," He always assumed the worst.

"So you think I'm taking drugs because I'm smart and don't need to pay attention to get good grades? Wow, thanks dad. That means a lot." I said sarcastically before going the last steps and heading to my room.

"I'm just looking out for you. It's all very suspicious." He yelled as his feet thudded up the stairs.

"Whatever." I closed the door and laid my books down before getting back in the bed.

He never thinks good of what I do. And where do these teachers get off with concerning themselves with me? I'm doing great and I don't pay attention. If you ask me, that's perfectly fine, better than most students are capable of doing. I think I should be awarded for my academic achievement and managing it without paying attention.

I went to sleep, even though I had my first class in 4 hours. I was just trying to forget everything. I've always been the type of person to push things away and forget they ever happened. I don't like to continue stressing or talking about things that happened in the past. If it was 1 minute ago, in the past, I no longer give a fuck about it. The past is the past and you must leave it behind.

When I woke up, I couldn't remember what class I was going to have first. I was gathering my things together, I overslept my usual time. I would wake up and have 2 hours before I had to go to class, this time I had an hour. Being up doing homework earlier this morning ruined it. I had to hurry and shower and get dressed, leaving me 45 minutes to eat, gather my things, and go the 5 and a half miles to the school.

After I was dressed, I didn't know which class I would have first. Human Anatomy, Medical Science, or Biology. I looked at my phone, going to the calendar, and looking through my events. It said that I had a test today at 2 and that was it. I looked at yesterday's schedule instead, and luckily figured out my class rotation. I got my things for my necessary classes and went downstairs to get me something to eat. Dad had left early since he wa headmaster, he had to get up and get everything in the school in order.

The house was empty, but when wasn't it. Ever since I've lived here, it's been nothing but empty and lonely. I used to go through the halls, shouting, just to hear my voice as it echoed. It managed to entertain me whenever I was bored. I went into the kitchen and laid my things on the counter and went to the fridge.

The only thing that I had the appetite for was a Toaster Strudel, it was also the only thing I had time to fix and eat. I put the two Toaster Strudels in the toaster, laid the frosting on the counter, and walked around to the fridge and got out one of the small Sunny D's that were stocked inside.

I went to the table and laid my head down, waiting for my breakfast to get done. I was still exhausted from working on my homework when I could have been sleeping. The Toaster Strudels popped up and I got up and went to get it.

I put them on a plate and poured the icing on them, putting my initials on top. Although I was in a hurry, I did have time to do this. I took the plate, my orange juice, and books with me as I headed to the car. I put my thing in the front seat, and held the plate in my hand and climbed in the drivers' seat.

I had less than 15 minutes to get to school, which I wasn't looking forward to. I was just ready for the day to be over. I had to work from 2:40-11:00 and I was ready to go. My thoughts started to go back to the mysterious guy from yesterday. I ate my breakfast as I went down the road leading to the school. When I pulled up, I had only 4 minutes before I would be counted as tardy. I drank the rest of my orange juice and grabbed my things for my classes and I was off.

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Throughout all my classes I couldn't keep my mind off of him. His eyes glistening in the darkness. I was waiting for the clock to tick down for me to go to work. We were going to take the test within minutes and if I finished early, I could get to work early. I watched as everyone studied the whole time the teacher lectured and I was just doodling. I was drawing the best caricature I could of Kenadee, the little darling. I tried to mimic her lovely blonde hair that flowed down her back slightly.

"Okay, everyone. Notes away, time to test." The teacher announced and everyone put their things away.

She started to hand the few people in front the stacks of papers and they passed them back. When I got mine, I immediately started, still wanting to hurry up and get out of here.

"Number one, what is Melanoma? How dumb to they think I am? C.) cancer due to UV Ray exposure on pigments." I said to myself.

I remembered everything that was on this test, it was almost directly out the book. I don't see why they think that this stuff should be difficult and that I shouldn't be able to do it. I actually finished sooner than I thought though. With only 20 minutes left before I actually had to be at work. I got up and walked down to the teacher and handed him my test.

"Are you finished already?" He asked, taking the paper and flipping through it.

"Yes sir." I said confidently and turned on my heel and began my walk to my things so I could go.

I grabbed my binder and went out the back doors that exited the classroom. I walked through the campus and headed to the student parking lot. Not many people were out, the ones who were either finished early or didn't have a class this hour. I made it to my car and threw my books in the back, not wanting to think about school anymore. I was tired of it.

I drove the mile to work and parked in my usual spot. I got out and lightly skipped into the diner, ready to work.

"Hey Billy. Hey Jolie." I waved at them as I walked in.

"Hey Ashley." Billy said back.

"Hey hon, guess what?" Jolie asked.

"Ashley." A heavenly voice said. I turned to see Mitch walk over with Kenadee by his side.

"LadyBug." I said as she tackled me into a hug. I picked her up and hugged her, looking over her shoulder at Mitch and Jolie.

"I missed you." She spoke softly in my ear.

"I missed you too. I can't wait to see my LadyBug on her birthday. You're growing up so fast." She pulled away and I propped her on my waist.

"She's just like a flower, the cutest thing every invented that grows heavenly." Mitch commented. I gave him a smile, agreeing with him.

We all sat and talked some about her party they had been planning. It was kind of slow today so I didn't have to do that much work. I mainly tended to Kenadee, giving her pancakes and some cookies when Jolie wasn't looking. It wasn't until 5 when everything changed.

Those blue eyes I had been thinking about, were now looking directly at me. They came through the doors and landed on me. I turned my attention from them to Kenadee, not wanting to go over to where he was. I didn't think I would have to.

"Ashley, dear. Can you go wait on that customer please?" Jolie asked.

"Okay." I could never say no to her, even though I wanted to.

I kissed Kenadee's forehead and went around the counter to get my notepad and pencil. I got them and walked slowly over to the man. When I got to him, I stared at the same tattoos that marked his arms all over. He looked up at me and his eyes showed a bit of aggressiveness.

"Wh-what would you like to order?" I asked.

"Let me have a BLT and black coffee." It was the same thing he ordered last time.

"Coming right up." I told him and turned to go tell Billy about the order.

"Waiter?" He called back. I looked at Jolie and the others, they were all in deep conversations.

"Yes?" I turned around and went back to him.

"What's your name?" He asked in his deep velvety voice.

"As-Ashley." I had tried my best to not stutter but I did.

"Okay, Ashley."

He said my name in a teasing way, but he didn't seem to be teasing. I tensed up at the thought of him knowing my name. What if he just wanted to know so that he could find me an kill me? I turned around and went back to the others, giving Jolie the order, which she handed to Billy.

"What's up with that guy?" I asked her while I played in Kenadee's hair.

"I don't know. I've never seen him around here before." She shrugged and started back to talking to Mitch. I looked over to his table once more and saw him looking at me. I evaded eye contact when our eyes locked. I don't know who this guy is, but he scares me.

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This is just a part of a new story that I'm going to be making. It's probably going to be a Frerard, but if you want another ship, then I'll think about that one. ~ Simba (@andleyxxkellic) "You can't go though, what about me." He argued, trying to find a reason for me to not leave. "But it's something that I want to do, that I need to." I said, packing me a few things that I would need. "You don't need to." He said and I ignored him, taking a few clothes and other assortments, stuffing them in my bag. "You leave, I leave. You." He stated firmly. I looked at him and his arms were crossed and a few small tears shed from his eyes. "You can't be serious. You're not." I said, shaking my head and going back to packing. "I will. I'm not staying here alone while you're out there. I will leave and I don't want to see you again, and I hope you don't return." He said, slightly raising his voice with anger. "This isn't fair for me though." I yelled at him and he shook his head. "You always told me we'd be together, no matter what. Why are you doing this to me?" He questioned, his voice soft now and his eyes were turning bloodshot as he began to cry. "We will. I promise. I'll be right back, it won't take that long at all." I told him, going towards him and kissing his forehead. "Promise?" He asked with a small sniffle and I nodded, holding out my pinky to him, making him chuckle a little. "I promise." I told him, linking our fingers and pulling his hand to my lips and kissing it. "Okay. But, I just want you to promise one thing for me." He said and I let go of our fingers, looking at him with a curious mind. "What's that?" "When you come back, me and you are going to adopt a child and move out of this place." He said, pointing around to the sucky apartment we were stuck in. I smiled and left from my bags that were on the bed and went over to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hoisted him up, getting a little playful laugh from him as I held on to him. "When I come back, we're going to get out of here, we're going to adopt a little girl, and I will give you and her the world." I told him, having him smile cheekily and lean down and kiss me. "Now that's a promise." I muttered against his lips.

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Chapter 22 (Twisted Fate)

Mike's P.O.V. "I have to go see Ashley." He said, running up the stairs and into the room where the girl was. "Why?" Tony called out to him, but he didn't say anything, just continued up and went into the room with her. "I'm going to go say something to this guy." I told Tony, brushing past him. "No, don't make anymore trouble than it already is. He's already been fighting neck to neck with Justin, just wait. Okay?" He asked and I nodded, looking at him as he laid his head against my shoulder. "I'll wait, but if he screams at you like he did earlier, he's a deadman." I told him, making him smile and lean up to kiss my cheek. "Okay, that's fine by me." He said, laying back on my shoulder. We heard Andy telling the girl bye and that he would be back later, signaling me and Tony to move from each other. We were just in time to see Andy coming down the stairs, almost catching us. Tony was probably okay with Andy knowing about us, but I wasn't very comfortable with it. I didn't want to, and I'd rather just continue keeping it a secret like we had been doing. He passed by us, not saying a word, and simply going out the door. "He's such a fucking cunt, I hate him." I told Tony when Andy left. "I know baby, just relax." He came over and rubbed my chest, standing on his toes to kiss me. "I can't wait until he's gone." I said when he pulled back, seeing him frown a little. He was most likely upset that his kiss couldn't shut me up, but I just don't like the kid. We've been so nice to him during his stay here and all he wants to do is bitch about it all. "If all you're going to do is talk about him, then I'm leaving." He told me, turning around and beginning to leave. I sighed, grabbing hold of his wrist and pulling him close to me and holding on to his waist. I hated for him to be upset with me, and this is just something that I'll have to get over, and eventually I will. "Look, I'm sorry. He just really gets under my skin." I told him. I hated how he always thought he was in control and could do anything he wanted. If it weren't for us, he'd probably have gotten caught a while ago, he would have been chasing after that stupid guy like a lost puppy. We've been trying to get on his good side since he's been here and all he's done is treat us like slaves. I've worked for Justin for too many years to count, not him, so he has no right to tell me what to do. I felt Tony's lips press against mine and I pulled away a little, but he wrapped his arms around my neck, holding me there for a little while longer. I sighed, melting into the kiss, before he pulled away, smiling softly. "I know you do baby." He moved his arms from around my neck and took hold of my hands, leaning back a little and having our hands the only thing keeping him from falling. "What do you say we go take a nice bath, we relax a little, you know, take your mind off things?" He asked. "I don't know baby." I sighed, having him frown. I didn't like seeing him frown, it was normal for me, but he didn't need to frown. "Okay." I gave in, earning a small laugh from him as he pulled himself up and jumped in my arms. I linked his legs around my waist, having him look down at me and wrap his arms around my neck again. "I love you." He whispered gently. "I love you too." I said, leaning my head up some and kissing him. He smiled against my lips, and I couldn't help but to smile some too. I started walking with him in my arms, going to the stairs and beginning to climb up them. Andy was gone to see Ashley, we already knew, and it was completely stupid if you ask me. He had been stalking this guy almost ever since he first brought him here. This guy didn't even like him, couldn't like him, it just wasn't something that could happen. If you ask me, he's waisting his breath. Tony's lips touched mine, bringing me from my thoughts and I smiled a little against his lips, having him lay against me some, our lips molding together. He pulled back, pecking my lips and nose, smiling a little and taking off my hat, putting it over my eyes. "Babe, we're in danger." I said, stopping when I saw through a small opening that we were at the top of the stairs. "How?" He laughed, knowing what was coming. "I can't, see." I told him, having him burst into a soft laughter. It was the most adorable and relaxing thing ever to me and I simply adored it. "Open your eyes and try to see." He joked. "They are open, everything is black. Oh no, I'm blind." I said, trying to sound as serious as ever, making him laugh a little more. "If you're blind, then I can't be with you." He told me. "What? Why?" I asked, rubbing circles in his back. "Because I'll have to do everything while you just sit there looking cute." I could hear the smile in his voice. "So, you don't want me to take your job?" I asked, earning a small giggle from him. "Exactly. But if you're blind, maybe I can go find someone else that's charming, and funny, and cute like you." He teased. I rolled my eyes, even though I knew he couldn't see. "Yeah right, no one's better than me." I said, going up one step with 2 more left. "Oh yeah, hmmm, well I can think of someone." He said, giggling. "Well, if you're going to leave me for my blindness, then I'm going to kill myself." I said. "And I'm taking you with me." I smirked, leaning back on the staircase and he held on to me tighter, scared for his life. I leaned forward quickly, helping him to land softly on his back with me over him. The hat fell off and now I was just staring into his eyes, seeing him smile, then put his hands on his chest, pushing me up. "Scaredy cat." I told him in a meddlesome voice. "You're just mean." He pouted underneath me and I smiled, leaning down and kissing him. "I'm sorry love. How about I go run our bath water and you get our room straightened up?" I asked him and he nodded. I got up, pulling him up with me and climbing the last few steps to get to the top of the stairs. He kissed my cheek as he went off to our room, while I went to the bathroom, starting the water and plugging up the tub. I poured a little of the bubble mix into the water, having some of the bubbles coming up already. I sat on the side of the tub, looking around at the bathroom that I hadn't seen in a while. Justin had me and Tony give Andy our house, while we were to stay at a hotel. It felt good to be back in our house, and we'll have it all to ourselves soon. I left out the bathroom, going to see what Tony was doing when I heard a faint sound, and it was coming from the girl's room. I walked to it, looking back to see if Tony was coming out or anything, but he wasn't, so I continued on. I opened the door, seeing her lay there and whimper in pain, watching her look up at me. She was in so much pain, I could see the tears streaming from her eyes, and I walked in further. I went to the bed, looking down at her and seeing her clench her jaw. "Are you okay?" I asked, not really caring though. The thing that was wrong with me was that I don't show any type of emotion other than anger to anyone, except Tony. I didn't want to come off as weak and I wasn't going to, I was fine with my somber mood that I had, and I wasn't going to change. She sniffled as best as she could, and stared at me for what seemed like the longest of time. I didn't know how much pain she was in, but I knew I had to do something about it. I went to the bottles of medicines that were on the nightstand, seeing the syringes and everything. I picked up one, not sure if I should use it or not, looking at her to see her shake her head. I put it back down and got another bottle, looking at her and she didn't move her head. I guessed that this must have been the right one, so she must have wanted me to use it. I took the needle, poking it inside the plastic/rubber part over the top of it. I pulled the handle and turned it upside down, allowing it to flow freely into the holding. I waited until it was at the required line and stopped, pulling it out and then emptying out the air. I slowly went over to her, putting the bottle back on the nightstand and then taking her arm. She flinched back a little, and then relaxed, letting me pull it to me, and sticking the needle in her arm. She relaxed, her eyes closing as I emptied the contents into her arm, and pulled it out. I gently laid her arm on the bed, laying the needle on the table and then looking at her. She opened her eyes a little at me and gave me a small smile before closing her eyes again. I just stared at her for a while, the feeling Tony's arms around my waist, his head laying against my back. I smiled a little, looking back at him and having him loosen his grip, looking up at me with his adorable smile. He leaned up and kissed me and I smiled against his lips, pulling away and looking at him. "I turned the water off since you weren't watching it." He chuckled a little bit. "She was crying and I came to help her." I told him and he nodded, taking hold of my hands. "Well, we can go take our bath now." He told me and I smiled, nodding. He turned around and began walking, pulling me along behind him. I laced our fingers together, going into the bathroom after him and closing the door and locking it. I looked at the huge tune in the bathroom, it was almost full, the water not the high, but the bubbles making it seem like there was more than there was supposed to be. Tony turned back to me, hitting my hat off my head teasingly, smiling. I pulled him close to me roughly, placing my hand on his face and touching his eye piercing before kissing him. I could feel his urge to deepen it, but I'd rather we didn't, at least not now. I pulled away and he smiled softly, helping me take off my shirt while I undid his jeans. When we were done undressing each other, he pulled me to the bathtub, pushing me toward the edge and I got in, having the water rise some. He climbed in next, sitting in between my legs and laying back into my chest. I kissed the back of his head, pulling him closer to me, and having him sigh, closing his eyes. The warm water surrounding us felt better than anything, and this was exactly what we needed. I closed my eyes, my hands resting on his stomach and his hands on mine, and we just laid there. This job sucked, and when we were alone together and could have moments like this, we deserved it. This hardly happened, with all the callings, the killing, just everything, it can get so overwhelming sometimes and this is all we need. This takes us to our own little world and away from the harsh reality that we live in. I know it's especially hard on Tony, that's why it wasn't a surprise he was sleeping. He's always had trouble sleeping, terrible dreams that keep him awake and worst case scenarios. He's gotten at least 1 hour within this week and he deserved a little rest, and that's exactly what I was going to give him. I watched him sleep a little bit, seeing how peaceful he was on my chest, it was better than anything I could ever imagine. I closed my eyes for a little bit, resting them and before I knew it I dozed off, I guess I needed the sleep too. I laid there with him in my arms, my dreams swarming in and I couldn't help but to see me and Tony kissing. It was the day that I admitted to myself that me and Tony were perfect together and that I needed him in my life. It was also the first time that I did anything romantic, or as romantic as it could be with blood raining down on us. I didn't really know how else to really do it, I wasn't Casanova, but I tried to at least be. He smiled up at me, and that's when I did it, I leaned in and kissed him, no one was around, so it wouldn't matter. "Mike." He said when I pulled away. "Yes?" I asked, smiling at him. "Wake up." He said, and I looked at him confused. "What?" I asked, looking into his eyes as they disappeared. "Wake up." Tony told me once more and I opened my eyes to see he was now laying on me. His stomach was against me and he was laying on my chest with his hands underneath his chin, looking at me. He smiled up at me and leaned forward, kissing my lips and I melted against his. The water moved around a little and I could feel the water was still warm, most of the bubbles were gone though. "How long have we been in here?" I asked him, having him laugh his adorable laugh. "Um, probably 2 to 3 hours." He shrugged a little. I took a deep breath, placing my hands on his waist and looking at him with so much adoration. He blushed and buried his face in my chest and I made him raise his head up to look at me. "Stop." I told him sternly, seeing him look a little sad, I leaned in and kissed him. There was so much in this lifestyle that was so hard for the both of us, and Tony saw himself as a monster. He has hardly been sleeping, when he does sleep he can't help but to wake up from nightmares. I can't be without him hardly because I just feel like something bad is going to happen to him. It's not easy being trained killers for the better good, but we try, and it's hard, but we wont stop. I pulled away from his soft lips and a small tear fell from his eye and I wiped it away, kissing him once more, making him release a few more. He pulled away and I wiped more off of him. "10 more years." He reminded himself and I nodded. When me and tony first got into this business, he enjoyed it, he really did, he felt like what he was doing meant something. But when it came to killing people he knew, it was much harder, but he knew he had to do it. He had to kill his mom and dad, she had a bad problem with kidnapping small boys, and his dad had an even worker problem with raping them. He didn't want to, but I had to convince him it was the right thing to do, and he dodged it plenty. He chickened out so much, and asked for me to do it, and I was willing, but I didn't want to. The day we were assigned to go kill them, they kidnapped a small boy and we got there in time before they could harm them. I was completely disgusted by the scene and hated it with a passion, but Tony was the one who wanted to pull the trigger more than anything. They didn't show any remorse or anything when we caught them, and Tony didn't hesitate to do something about it. I looked at the angel in my eyes, thinking about how much I was in love with him and how happy I was I wasn't in this world, or this job, alone. He was my anchor and the only thing keeping me sane and I knew it was the same way he felt. When the nightmares began and he couldn't bear to smile at someone dying who deserved it, I knew I had to do something, so I promised 12 years and we were done. Now it's just 10. I took a deep breath, looking at him and his beautiful eyes. I leaned forward and gently kissed his lips, having a smile stretch across his as he sat up a little and pulled away. "What?" I asked curiously, looking up at him. "Why don't we go to the bedroom?" He asked and I smiled, nodding. He moved off of me, bubbles covering most of his body. I got up next to him and grabbed the towel, wrapping it around his body and kissing his neck. He did a little girlish giggle and I just wanted to tackle him with kisses, he was adorable. I got my robe and wrapped it around both of us, pulling him close to me as we stepped out of the tub and onto the floor, leaving. We walked through the hall, still no sign of Andy, and went into our room, me closing the door behind us. I saw that Tony must have had something else planned other than what I was thinking about. I saw our little torture devices on the side of the bed, the handcuffs on the bed post, and his favorite little choker on the pillow. He looked back at me with a small smile and innocent eyes, this was what he wanted, I could tell, but it's been a while since we've done it. I thought about it, seeing him pout a little and I rolled my eyes, smiling a little before moving the robe and pushing him back onto the bed. He scooted back some as I took my robe off, snatching away his towel and crawling up over him. He smiled a little, pulling me over to him and kissing my lips, and I let him for a few seconds before roughly pushing him away. I looked down at him and he mouthed a sorry, and I ignored it, reaching for the choker and placing it around his neck, pulling it tight. He gasped and bucked his hips a little, and I growled, having him stay still and cover his mouth. I saw the chain leash I used on the dresser, going over to it and getting back on the bed, hooking it on him. I pulled roughly on the leash, pulling him towards the headboard and choking him in the process. I took his hands away from his mouth, one by one putting each on the handcuffs, then getting off of him. I looked around, finding a few ropes and leather cuffs, taking them and attaching them to his ankles and tying him down on the bed. I glanced up at him, biting his lips to control himself, I could tell he was so sexually deprived that he wouldn't be able to fully control himself. I tied the last piece of rope to the bottom of the bed and went over to his side, having him look up at me with innocent eyes. "Safe word?" I asked. "Turtle." "Rules?" "Lie still and do nothing unless you say so." "Preferences?" "No." "Signal for you to come." "3 groans, and If you're sucking me, 1 moan, and you slide your teeth along me." He said and I nodded. "Questions?" He shook his head. "Let's start then." I climbed over on to the bed, going over to his naked body and hovering mine over his. I looked down at how vulnerable he was, how he was scared of me, but his eyes held so much lust for this. I picked up my body from him, looking down his body and seeing he was as hard as I was. I looked at him and smirked, looking back down and playfully making our dicks touch, and rub together some. I glanced back up at him to see his eyes closed, his head thrown back, and his mouth wide open. I knew how to please him with just the simplest of touches, and with him being tied down, he could feel every sensation that I wanted him to feel. I stopped rubbing our dicks together and went about putting our bodies together, laying against his warm body and kissing his plump lips. He couldn't react, and I know he wanted to. By the way he was kissing me back, he wanted control, but at the same time he wanted me to own him. I pushed down against his body, having his mouth open wider, but he held back every sound that was within him. I kissed him harder, having him let out a small pitched sound and I didn't make a big deal about it. I was going to love every inch of his body right now, and that's what I was going to do. I lifted up from his lips and smiled a little, seeing him look at me a little scared. "Make every noise you want, but not too loud, okay?" I said and he nodded, mouthing a 'thank you'. I smiled a little, reaching back for his leash and wrapping it around my hand tightly, beginning to kiss his chest lightly. I could feel his heart rate speeding up, along with the throbbing of his dick, it was like just the touches could send him over the top. I kissed his chest once more, then again going down, trailing them to his belly button and nipping at the skin. I looked up to see him biting his lip, I knew he didn't want to moan, but I gave him permission to. I continued pulling the leash with me, going to his waist and kissing at his waist bone, before opening his legs slightly to kiss his inner thigh. Still, nothing. I looked up to him, his eyes closed, his mouth open, his eyebrows furrowed. Was I doing something wrong? I stopped and looked up to him. "Baby, you can make noises." I told him and a small tear ran down his cheek as he shook his head. "Do you not want to?" I asked. "I do, but I want you to make it hurt." He told me, his voice a little cracky. "What I do now, I'll take it easy. I want you to let everything out, because after you come, I don't want a word to come out of you." He nodded obediently and watched me closely. I kissed his inner thigh again, sucking on it a little before sticking my tongue out and trailing it along his entrance and shaft. He let out a shaky breath and I could hear the handcuffs rattling as his body began to shake with pleasure. I flicked his tip with my tongue, earning a small moan which was just what I wanted to hear. I slowly slid his dick inside my mouth, hearing him groan as I closed my mouth over him. I began to circle my tongue around his shaft, sucking on him harder and looking up to see him with his head thrown back. He let out a whimper and balled his hands up into fist, then letting out a deep moan. I began to bob my head, pushing him deeper into my throat and having him touch the back of my mouth, earning a joyous moan. I watched him try to pry his hands from the cuffs, trying to breathe regularly and trying to keep from bucking his hips. The thing is, that I wanted him to right now, I wanted him to buck his hips and push him further into my mouth so I can pleasure him fully. I wrapped my hands around his waist and his lower back, making him push his hips out and go to my throat, me nearly swallowing him. He moaned louder, almost like a growl, and I continued to move him, making him buck his hips more and more. He eventually began to do it himself, and I just continued to bob my head, sucking him harder until he said my name. "M-Mike." I looked up and he was looking at me with a wanting look. "I-I need to c-come. I-I'm about t-to come." I nodded my head, wanting him to come, but he wasn't going to. He was so used to orders and being told what to do, he never did what felt natural. I pulled back off of him a little, flicking my tongue across his tip, and then sliding it along his slit. His head flew back and he moaned, still not coming and I should have known he was going to make me make him come. I pushed him back in my mouth and began to make his hips buck once more, making him go the deepest down my throat he's ever been. I could feel his balls enter my mouth, and I was sure it was like having a tube stuffed down my throat, but I didn't mind. I pulled away from him, going to base and beginning to lick it, sucking on his balls for a while. I could hear him beating against the wall with the cuffs. I slid my tongue along his entrance, slowly pushing it inside of him and he gasped and moaned, his body tensing and him clinching around my tongue. I spreaded his legs open wider, pushing my tongue into him deeper and hearing him whimper and cry out. He thought I was teasing him probably, but I just wanted him to come. I pulled my tongue out of him, returning back to his dick and sucking on it, then licking him base to tip. I made my mouth into an o-form, sliding him into my mouth and beginning to suck him harder, pumping from his base to my mouth that was halfway on him. I watched him grip the bed before bucking his hips, then shooting out into my mouth. I groaned, knowing what that does to him, sending vibrations through him and having him moan, throwing his head back. I continued to suck him up, licking him clean before looking up at a panting Tony. I smiled a little and leaned up to where he was and kissing him, having him relax for a bit against me. It didn't take long for me to turn the kiss into a lustful and hungry one, dominating him and having him breathing heavily. I pulled away and watched him look up at me with innocence and I know my eyes were probably full of lust as I moved away some. "Suck me." I commanded, moving over him and pushing my dick into his mouth, him moaning in the process. Every nerve seemed to be hit and I moaned a little, biting my lip to hold some of it back. I watched him sucking me into his little mouth and I helped him, pushing it further in and seeing the struggle he was having to breathe. I was sympathetic about it, but I needed this and he wanted it, I was in charge. I pushed it further into his mouth, feeling the back of her throat and gripping hold of the headboard, clutching it right. I could feel myself getting closer, but all I wanted to do was take advantage of this moment. As much as he needed this, so did I, we both had a lot of built up sexual tension and we needed to just release it. I felt him trying to swallow me and I groaned, knowing that he'd just make me come, so I pulled myself from his mouth. He looked up at me for approval and I nodded, moving down his body and positioning myself between his legs. I lifted them up as much as I could, leaning up some to reposition myself with him, and without warning thrusting into him. Rocking deep into him and shoving my dick further into him, looking up to see him crying with an open mouth, but not saying anything. This was his way of dealing with the things he's done, it was almost like his way to self-harm himself. I made sure I didn't hurt him to bad when we would do this, and he'd be fine with it, he always wanted it. I reached up for his torso, pulling him against his restraints and onto me more, making the cuffs clink and his stomach roll with pleasure. He was having the time of his life, me rocking myself into him, before pulling out and then slamming right back into him. I looked around, seeing there was nothing to harm him with, and I knew he probably did it on purpose, forgot, and didn't expect me to allow this. I held onto his torso, my nails digging into his skin, seeing him jump and feeling it, making me tingle as he did it. I ran my hands down his sides, red lines appearing down them and his eyes were relaxed some but still closed. I slammed back into him, feeling myself getting ready to come at any second and wanting more than anything to watch him squirm and then come. I rocked harder into him, going up to his neck and biting his neck, sucking on it and then biting harder. I could feel him getting ready to make a sound this time, his throat vibrating against me, I knew he was close. I started stroking him, my hand holding his dick tightly and going against him with the same notions of my small thrusts. I could feel him moving underneath my body, and I knew he was about to come, I bit the skin around his collarbone, sucking on it and then pulling away. "Are you close?" I asked and he didn't answer. "Nod for yes, shake for no." He nodded quickly, biting his lip and I started stroking faster, beckoning him to come, thrusting into him harder, he started biting down harder on his lip. I ran my thumb across his tip and watched him start to move around more, wanting to whimper but just squirming instead. "Come." I told him and with one flick of the wrist, he was coming. I let him shoot out onto his stomach, grabbing his waist tightly, my nails in him, and pulling him back on me, making the bed shake. He groaned and I looked up to him, thinking that I hurt him and he was going to say the safe word, but he didn't. I continued, getting on my knees and lifting him up more, making his lower half bounce on me, making me throw my head back and moan, my arms getting a little tired. I could feel myself about to come, he just felt so fucking good, I couldn't help myself but to shoot out into him, groaning. "Fuck." I exclaimed, looking down at him and riding out my high, kissing him sweetly. I could feel the wet tears on his face, and wiped them away, opening my eyes to pull away and see a smile. "Thank you." He told me. I knew he needed it more than ever right now, and I was happy I could make him feel good. "You're welcome. But now, we have to get out of here before Andy comes back." I said, pulling out of him and undoing his restraints. As I took them off, the burns and red marks that covered his skin, I kissed each one. Some of them had drawn blood from him, and I felt so bad for it, but he pulled me towards him. "I loved every second of it." He smiled and leaned in, brushing his lips against mine. "Master." He said making me laugh a little. "I love you." I told him, pressing our lips firmly together. "And I love you." He said, pulling away. I smiled softly before getting up and going to the bed sides, getting everything we used and putting them in their designated drawers. I looked back to see him getting us a few pairs of clothes and I remembered our clothes and things in the bathroom. Leaving the room to go get them and let the water out, walking through the hall and hearing a knock on the door, which was weird. I ignored it and went to the bathroom, getting our things and making it look like no one had been in there and leaving, but hearing the knock again. I looked into our room, Tony standing there at the door, halfway dressed and looking a little scared. "Take these and hand me my clothes." I told him, having him do as I said and handing them to me, putting our clothes in a hamper in the corner of the room. I started quickly getting dressed, trying to hurry before whoever that was at the door decides to just walk in. "Who do you think it is?" Tony asked in a scared voice and I smiled a little, kissing his head. "What does it matter, whoever it is will be up against me. I won't let them hurt us if that's their intent." I told him comfortingly, finishing and going downstairs to the door. I looked back to see Tony fully dressed now and at the top of the stairwell. I sighed before opening the door and seeing three guys standing there, smiling a little at me. "Hey." One of them said and I scoffed a little, raising my eyebrow, showing them no emotion and looking back at Tony. "It's Trace, Alex, and Brent." I told him, having him nod and make his way down the stairs, coming over to where we were. He knew I wasn't one to talk around people, so he'd do it for me, we thought the same anyways. "What can I do for you guys?" He asked them. I stepped to the side, letting them in and going into the other room. "Justin told us about what happened today with that guy Andy and everything. He wanted us to come and check on her and see if we can return her home." The guy, Trace said, me recognizing his voice. "Uh, why would you do that? I wouldn't recommend you to go look at her." Tony said, his sympathy showing a little bit. I went back over to look at them conversing, wondering what they were going on about. It was nothing wrong with them seeing the girl. "Why not?" Alex asked and I looked to Tony for an answer too. "Andy would get mad if he found out." He said bluntly and I rolled my eyes. "Who cares about him?" I blurted out and Tony turned and glared at me. "You know he rescued that girl and helped her leave that place." He shot back at me and I rolled my eyes. "Okay, but what if she is a druggie like the guy said and was just trying to play innocent, huh?" My voice raised a little bit and the guys were all staring at me. "She's not. Andy wouldn't have helped her, you're just being a jerk." He yelled at me. "And you're too fucking nice. Just because the little bitch didn't want to have sex with one guy doesn't mean she didn't volunteer for the other times." I yelled. "I'm too nice?" He questioned and his face turned red. "Well everybody can't be a cold hearted cunt like you." He said. "At least Andy had heart enough to save the poor girl and get her help." "Andy, Andy, Andy. What the fuck is up with you talking about how he feels, what he says, and everything? Might as well make him your boyfriend or something." I said, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms. The look on Tony's face told me that I may have said the wrong thing, and before he could swing at me, Alex held him back, Trace standing in front of me. I watched tears fall from Tony's eyes in anger and I couldn't help but to feel my heart slowly breaking. "Hold up, that's enough." Brent said, coming in between Trace and Alex who were holding us back. "Now, where did he put the guys?" "You can't mess with them either, Andy will kill you if he found out about you going in there." I scoffed. "Of course you'll be trying to help him and do as he says." I pointed out and before he could reply Alex stepped in. "Well where is the girl then?" He asked and before Tony could say anything I jumped in. "Upstairs." I said and looked at Tony who was snarling at me, he wanted to hurt me but I didn't care. I move away from Trace and start going upstairs, having them follow close behind and Tony behind them. His face was stone cold and he was more than pissed off at me and I knew that if he had the chance, he would kill me right now. I walked them up the stairs, opening the girl was in and stepping inside and moving out of the way. All three of them walked in and Tony stayed back at the door with his arms folded. He looked at me for a second and shook his head, his aggravation getting stronger and he moved away from my sight. I watched the guys look her over, Brent observing her the closest, and the Trace going over to her side, kneeling and pushing back her hair before his breathing staggered. "T-That's my sister." He breathed, touching her face softly and caressing her face. She shifted, turning over some and looking at him before smiling softly. "Trace?" She questioned and he nodded, kissing her forehead. "I can't believe it's you." He said, looking into her eyes. "Are you okay?" "Yeah. Just a little tired." She clarified, yawning a little. "I-I'm sorry I let this happen, I didn't mean for it to. I-I thought by me leaving it would be a better life for you, but it wasn't." He said, taking her hand. "Why'd you leave?" Her soft voice asked. "Do you remember when we took that trip to grandma's house?" He asked and she nodded. "Well, it was me running away, and I brought you with me. I got you into so much trouble because I always wanted to have you with me and protect you from what they did to me. But I guess when I left, they took their anger from me, out on you." He explained and she smiled softly. "It's okay, we won't have to worry anymore." She said, putting her hand up and touching his face. "What do you mean?" He asked and I looked around at the others, then back at them. "I got to kill Taylor. She was the one who made those bad things happen to me. Mom and dad let her take me and she did all these things, and, and now she won't anymore." She said with a smile and he shook his head. "No, no." He started and she nodded. "Yes, and Andy's letting me go with him. He's going to teach me how to kill more people like her who do bad things to people like me. I can keep this from happening again." She said and I looked at Tony, his eyes probably as big as mine and I knew we were thinking the same thing. I looked at the guys, Trace hugging the girl and the others just standing by and watching. This was why he didn't want us to mess with her. She was going to be his prodigy. - A/N: hmmmm, so we'll just have to see where things go from here. But would you guys like to see more character's point of views? I can do Ashley's later on, after they leave, but his point of view on everything is in the other story's with these chapters. And I just felt like you guys should see the other side of all if this is. Now this is at the same time of Andy's visit with Ashley. So yeah. Also, me and Jay's Facebook page is above, so if you want to like it and talk to us, that will be amazing. Bye guys, love you all. ~ Morgan :P