Author's note:
Hi everyone! It's Val :) So in case you didn't read my bulletins on my old website, this is where I'm going to be publishing my stories from now on. Instead of having you download a pdf, it's just easier this way. :) So I'll be posting the first parts from this series, and I'll continue it. So here's part one! :) xo - Val
Where am I?
How did I get here?
What is this smell?
The small man thought to himself as he looked down at his feet, they were tied up, as were his small arms. Billie started squirming as he realized this wasn't where he belonged. Bursting into a panic Billie tried screaming, but his voice felt so strained, he couldn't. "It'll only hurt you more if you keep struggling." a deep but young sounding voice said from the shadows. "Who are you?" Billie said in a soft cracky voice. "I'm sorry, but I can't tell you that." "Please..." Billie said as he looked down in shame noticing cuts all over the sensitive skin on his stomach, tears formed and started falling from his dark green eyes. The person emerged from the shadows and gently caressed Billie's cheek. Stroking the tears from his face, Billie violently jerked his head away, there wasn't much he could do being tied up. "Don't... touch me.." Billie said as he looked up at the face, this person... was someone he had met before... he just couldn't recall who he was. The tiny man felt exhausted, but he tried to keep contact with this man in the shadows. The man slowly leaned in and kissed Billie's cheek, the smaller man squirmed and pulled away. The man pulled in again, but before his lips could touch the small man's Billie spit at the man's face. Disgusted the larger man wiped it off his face, "You little fucker, I'll teach you..." he said as he punched the small man's stomach, Billie whimpered helplessly... his chest was heaving, as he tried to hold back his sobs. "You see, that's what you get when you act like an arrogant asshole.." the overpowering man said. "Now... Where was I?" the man purred in a gut-wrenching tone. Billie winced, as the man pulled out his knife and cut another scratch into his stomach. "Please..." Billie said as his voice grew faint.
Being strangled in his sheets, he struggled. Twisting, and squirming helplessly Billie tried to break free, but he couldn't. He closed his eyes tightly and let out a small sob. Losing his breath the small man lay there and let the painful ecstasy of being suffocated take him over.
"Billie! Oy! Man where are you?" Mike called from the foyer in the small rockstar's big house. Billie, hearing Mike's voice could do nothing but try and call him, but the sheets were wrapped so tightly around him, he couldn't break free. Mike walked into Billie's room two cappuccinos in hand, "Hey Bill- What the fuck?" Mike said as dropped the cappuccinos and rushed to Billie's side, pulling the smaller man out of the sheets, "Hey you asshole! Wake up!" he said as he patted the brunette's cheek, Billie lay there almost unconscious. Oh god... I didn't finish my C.P.R. class! What do I do? What do I do? The tall dirty blonde thought to himself. He stared at the small brunette man, "Oh god, I REALLY don't want to do mouth to mouth with you, especially after you kissed Tre.." Mike said in a panic, he leaned in ready to connect lips, as he closed his eyes tight he suddenly felt a slap on his cheek "What the hell Mike? You were not about to kiss me were you?" The small brunette asked looking shocked. "Oh shit! You're alive!" Mike said as he hugged the smaller man. "Of course I'm alive! What the hell is your problem?" Billie demanded with a small chuckle. "But.. but you w-weren't breathing?" Mike said with a confused look on his face, quickly changing the subject "Oh my God, I owe you a new carpet..." Mike said as he pointed to the cappuccinos on the floor. "Goddammit Mike!" the brunette said as he laughed. "Hey, I have some things to get from my house, so you get dressed and I'll be back in thirty minutes alright?" the tall slender man said, "Okay, I'll be ready!" Billie replied with a small smile. Five minutes later Mike was gone.
Billie took off his clothes and climbed into the shower. What the hell is wrong with me? What kind of dream was that... t-that guy. And what the fuck was up with Mike! Damn, everything has been so weird these days. He thought to himself, as he gave a small frown, feeling the cold water rush from his neck down to the small of his back. "What is wrong with me?" That particular question lingered in his mind, then suddenly the brunette winced, a sharp pain had gone through his body, in the same spot where the man had cut him in his dream. Billie quickly got out of the shower, wrapping himself in his towel, I think the pain is gone... he thought to himself, as he walked out of the bathroom to his closet. He put on a pair of pants, and was searching for a shirt when the pain came back. "Ahh!" Billie screamed in pain, and he clutched his stomach and collapsed to the floor. Curled in a ball he lay there on the floor, helpless and throbbing in pain. Whimpering, Billie tried to get up and go grab his cell phone... he stood up, grabbing his bed post for support. Grasping his phone desperately he started pounding the keys, but his knees trembled and got weak, they gave in and he collapsed yet again. This time the pain was more excruciating, screaming for help the tiny man clutched himself and shut his eyes, like a child hiding from a monster, wishing the fear away. His senses were fading and he felt so helpless.
About half an hour later-
"Tre! Call 9-1-1! Now! He's on the floor!" Billie heard Mike say. Mike sounded like he was in a tunnel, and he was just getting farther and farther away. "I don't know! Just call..." Mike's voice was fading faster, "Billie, stay with me..." Mike's voice was cut off, and Billie had blacked out.