"Get the hell away from me!" The green eyed beauty shouted. He backed away from the man pursuing him.
"Come on love. Don't be like that."
"You've lost it," Ville said with fear apparent in his voice.
Bam let out a strange laugh causing Ville to stumble backwards. "I just want what I've always wanted."
The Finn swallowed, "And what would that be?"
Bam advanced, backing Ville to the wall. Their faces were inches apart. "You," he breathed.
Ville shivered as Bam trailed his calloused finger down his face. "Bam, I said get away from me. I don't like you that way and you know it," he paused to let it sink in. "What's wrong with you?!" Ville screamed when Bam picked him up. "Let me go! Help me! Someone help!"
"Shut up you slut!" Bam slapped him. Ville squirmed in his arms and fell on the floor. He got up and ran as Bam hesitated.
He growled. "Get back here Valo!"
Ville ran down the two flights of stairs, into the basement. Looking around quickly he ducked behind a chest by the furnace. His breathing quickened but he tried to calm himself for fear that his friend(?) would find him.
Bam's laughter filled the silence. "I'm coming for you... You can't get away from me, love, and you know it." Ville shrank back as much as he could as Bam got closer with each step.
He stopped breathing as Bam stopped in front of the chest. "Come out, come out."
Ville jumped up and darted towards the stairs. Strong arms grabbed him by the waist and sent him backwards. "Gottcha!"
Ville screamed. He grabbed the nearest thing to him and swung it. The bottle smashed over Bam's head. He dropped to the floor with Ville still in his grasp.
He kicked out of the embrace and backed away yet again. Staring at Bam's lifeless body,
Ville slowly got to his feet. He turned to go up the stairs.
Ville felt a hand grab his ankle and was pulled to the ground. "Help! Bam no, let me go!
Ahh, please! I'm sorry I don't love you!" He started to cry.
Bam smiled, "Don't cry darling. I can make it all better." Instead of comforting the shaking man, Bam was only making things worse with his words. He pulled Ville up.
Thinking quickly Ville elbowed him in the stomach. Bam doubled over.
Once freed, Ville turned and pushed Bam away from him, forcefully. He staggered backwards and fell over.
He landed on the scalding metal of the furnace. The door opened.
Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion as flames danced around the American's body. Green eyes welled up with tears. His beloved was engulfed in flames, breaking the trance Ville had fallen into.
Ville watched in horror as the nightmare ended. He ran up the stairs as to not get burned or have an asthma attack.
When he got outside, Ville collapsed in sobs.
A car pulled in. A door slammed. Screams filled the air. Still Ville sat. Tears pooling down his porcelain skin.
He paid no attention to the sirens and people all around him. He didn't even notice when one of Bam's friends sat next to him.
"Can you tell us what happened?" Someone asked.
"I didn't mean it," he whispered. Then he looked up at the darkening sky. "I do love you."