MDM - My Demonic Hero

Phobia (Boyxboy) Part 2

I wasn’t awake when I heard them, the voices I mean. They were all around me, surrounding me and smothering me. Some I think I was familiar with but when I wasn’t, yet it sent shivers down my back. I couldn’t breathe as it seemed my lungs were clogged before I felt pressure on my chest. Three times – three short pumps. They stopped abruptly but then a foreign feeling washed over me.

Someone’s lips were on mine and pushing air into my lungs. It was a strange sensation and new to me as they were also taking a way my first kiss. Does this even count as a kiss?  I hope so, because I think it’s the only one I’ll ever get. No one would want to kiss a gangly boy with a freaky mind.

Suddenly something came up my throat and I started to choke and cough before throwing up a whole load of water. I shuddered feeling suddenly cold as my teeth began chattering and my body trembled. I wrapped my arms around myself in an attempt to keep myself warm as I looked around at the fascinated faces around me on stood out.

A man with glowing amber eyes, obviously at least six feet tall towered over me as I sat there. His gaze seemed to burn through me hungrily at not exactly in a comfortable way either. In a way that sends shivers racking through my body and not from the cold. In a way that made the blood rush down south as embarrassing as it was.

His black hair hung low in his face and covered his eyes slightly; I resisted the urge to brush back the hairs in his face. He was practically a god, one who could make me squirm from one look. But no one else seemed to notice but him which made him smirk and I blush - Though I could see the fury beneath. Of course, he was mad he had to waste his precious time on little old me.

Maybe it would have been better if I hadn’t survived.

His eight-pack shone and glisten proudly in the sun as he was wearing only a wet pair of shorts that had letters on them. It read...Lifeguard? So he was the one with amazing lips...Snap out of it! It’s not like you could ever grab his attention unless you tried killing yourself again! Oh yeah, another fact about me which made me an abomination – I couldn’t get it up for a girl but I couldn’t get it to go down for a hot guy.

After a while the crowd dispersed and the only ones left were me and the mystery man who hadn’t taken his eyes off of me the whole time.  My body had obviously stopped trembling because he had handed me a blanket from somewhere before but the dark was starting to creep in and no one from the foster home as here. Figures that they managed to up and forget about me completely.

“Would you like to come back with me?”

I squeaked quietly from the shock of hearing a voice before I realised that sexy voice came from him. I bit my lip and thought about the pros and cons while I swear I saw his eyes flash red for a second. At least I would have warm bed for the night, and it’s not like I had anywhere else to go since I don’t have a phone to call the foster home nor do I have car to drive there. Not that anyone cares.

I nodded hesitantly and he grinned before scooping me up as if I weighed nothing and carrying me of to god know where. I’m really actually starting to rethink my answer, maybe it would have been safer to stay and wait for someone I know then drive off with a random stranger – despite the fact he had saved me from drowning. “So what’s your name?” I asked cautiously, not wanting to seem nosy.  He chuckled a little at something before replying, “Just call me Drew, what should I call you?”

“Ashton,” I mumbled, and that was all that was said for the rest of the drive.

But I couldn’t do anything about it now; we were already halfway to his house – according to him. I just nodded numbly. Yet before I knew it, we were pulling up to a fancy condo and I was being brought up to his bedroom to shower and change – so far so good. But I knew he would expect payment soon, in some form or another so I didn’t risk getting to comfy. After all, no one randomly brings home a lost puppy without their own selfish needs being met along the way.

And judging by the way he was looking at me before it seems he wanted my body as payment.

So here I was, waiting for him in his bed with only his baggy T-Shirt on as he showered alone for a few minutes before the water stopped running and the house was eerily silent again, until he walked out stark naked of course. He didn’t notice me at first but when he did he jumped a mile before slamming his heart down on his hand.

“Whoa, you scared me there for a second, what’s wrong? Or did you come here just to see me naked?” He teased but his face grew less playful at my silence and stoic expression.  “What is it-“I cut him off as I sprang on him and attacked his mouth.  He tried to push me off but I clung to him as I sucked on his lips, my hands griping his hair tightly as he protested against me. Didn’t he want this?

Apparently not, I thought as I was suddenly flung across the room at a dangerous speed, my back hit the wall opposite with a sickening crack as I thudded to the floor.

Pain – it was all I could think off, the pain that dance up my back and flared all over my body. I think he broke my spine or at least the wall. Either way I felt as if I was suffocating from the agony I was in. I gasped in some air through my tears as I tried to lift myself up. I had to get out of here – I was so confused.

I thought he wanted this but then again, who would be attracted to a ratty old thing like me?  Of course I was imagining it, I shouldn’t even be here! With great difficulty I stood up with the support of the wall and tried to hobble over to the door to make my exit, key word – tried. As soon as I took one step I fell to the floor screaming in anguish, it was impossible to move!

However the scream did make my attacker snap out of whatever trance he was in and walk over to me, making me crawl back wards as best as I could while gritting my teeth. I wouldn’t let him touch me again if this is what happens. I needed to escape!

What was even going through my head when I agreed to come here! A warm bed and someone to care about me – bullshit! I whimpered when my back hit a dead end, the wall once again. Now I was trapped and I could do nothing about it and it was my entire fault. I yelped when he grabbed my arm even if he didn’t hurt me with his gentle grip and began tugging and clawing at his hand to let go.

“Let go of me! Stop it, you’re hurting me Drew!” I lied, I would do anything to be back where I belonged in the foster home, it may not be the best but it was better than here! “I looked up at that moment and my mouth opened in horror, his eyes were glowing blood red while his mouth was snarling at me with large fangs elongating from his canines.

I shrieked and forgot all about my pain as adrenaline pumped through my veins and I shot up, shocking him enough to loosen his grip.  I shot for the door and opened it hardly an inch before it was slammed shut and a very normal looking Drew behind me. No fangs, no wired glowing eyes.

“Ashton, you need to calm down,” he tried to say in a soothing voice but all it really did was scare me more.  “No! No I won’t, something weird just happened and I want to go home!” Something snapped in his eyes as he grabbed me once again and threw me to his bed with inhuman strength and speed.

I bounced a couple of times on the bed before crawling backwards on the bed to get as far away from him as I could go, to get away from this monster who had tricked me into his home.  “Get away from me,” I tried to sound threatening and assertive but it came out as merely a whimper.

He chuckled darkly at me with eyes as dark as death as he crawled over to me with a predatory gaze. “Your mine now and this is your home, you’ll never see that place you call home again nor will you EVER defy me, your mine and mine alone – my mate.”

“What are you?” I whispered, confused and terrified.

“I’m a Demon.”