Kyle frowned as Ike held unto his hands, he glared into Kyle's green eyes. He slowly backed the redhead teen to the wall.
"I swear I will kill you if you snitch Kyle" Ike growled. Kyle scowled and glared at the taller younger boy, his eyes moved from the woman on the bed to the dark brown haired teen pushing him into the wall.
The woman laid in bed holding the bed covering over her chest, a bright red blush adorning her cheeks. Whether from shame or embarrassment of being caught. Her green eyes flickered from Ike to Kyle.
"Oh my..." She said. She had a look of worry on her face, she started hyperventilating. "I'm going to go to jail, why?" She started crying her eyes out.
"No you won't, you have done nothing wrong!" Ike snapped at her.
"Yes she has Ike, She's like fourty Ike, you are just 14. She is a fucking paedophile. I have to tell" Kyle directed his eyes away from Ike. Not to save Ike but to save the woman from Ike he couldn't keep letting Ike do this.
Ike slammed Kyle's back to the wall again. "I swear that I will kill you Kyle, I swear I will if you so much as breath a word to anyone" Ike snapped. He leaned into Kyle's ear "besides I am almost done" Kyle felt a shiver run down his spine.
Kyle's eyes widened, he slowly glanced at the woman crying on the bed. "Ike please" Kyle began but Ike had pulled a knife and pressed it on his throat.
"Please what Kyle?" Ike asked. Kyle's breathing was getting heavier and louder. It made Ike smirk and let go of Kyle. When Ike was done with the woman she would be dead and... It bothered him. How many times had he held his tongue in fear?
Kyle quickly rushed out of Ike's room, he was heading back down for dinner. He sat at the table, all was silent.
"Bubbeh where is Ike?" His mother asked. Sheila Broflovski was a red haired plump woman with brown eyes. She usually wore a suit at all times trying to be formal and ready for anything.
Kyle's eyes flickered to his father who sat beside his wife. The tall lanky Lawyer had pale skin and brown hair with green eyes. He looked down at his hands and sighed. "He is sick"
"What, what, what!" Sheila stood quickly ready to check up on Ike. Kyle remained silent, he could let Sheila catch Ike in the act or...
"Ma, he's asleep I took care of it" Kyle blinked back the tears. He hated lying to his mother so much,yet he had no choice.
"Oh my big strong boy" she hugged Kyle. "Taking care of you little brother" she placed a kiss on Kyle's forehead.
Kyle forced a smile. "I'm proud of you son" Gerald said. His green eyes shinning with pride at his son.
"Thanks dad" Kyle held back the tears threatening to fall down his cheeks and bit his lip hard. "I..." Kyle paused. "I love you both"
"We love you too" sheila replied happily. She let go of her son and headed for the kitchen to bring in the kosher meatloaf she had made.
With dinner over Kyle went to his room, he cried a lot. He screamed and sobbed, Ike had sound proof Kyle's room.
Kyle cried himself to sleep at 10 :00 pm. He laid in his alien green pyjama bottoms and a blue shirt. His hat had been discarded elsewhere.
At night around 2:00 am, Ike woke Kyle up to help him get rid of the evidence. It was almost a system now, it was like a game to Ike. He'd sleep with older woman and when he got tired he'd kill them.
Kyle bit at his nails nervously as he threw on his orange jacket and grabbed a shovel he hit under a loose floor board in his room.
Ike always wanted to switch rooms with Kyle since Kyle slept on the ground floor it was easy to sneak out. Kyle had always been reluctant to accept Ike's offer.
Kyle held the shovel up and tossed it to Ike. Ike caught it easily and place it over one shoulder, he steadied it with one hand. The black haired boy looked nervous, Kyle said nothing he knew the body was already outside in the cold.
He could taste bile raise to his throat as he thought of Ike chocking the woman out as soon as she hit climax and screamed his name in pleasure.
KYLE
I watched him place her in a freshly dug hole. She had her throat slit open and a cloth tied over it to stop bleeding. She was wrapped in the white bed covering she had used previously to cover her exposed chest.
"Ike I think you should stop doing this" I whispered to him. He froze before turning to me, he looked angry.
"Are you going soft? Cause if you are I don't need dead weight." Ike glared at me. I bit my lip hard and shook my head.
"I... Its wrong Ike... I just-" before I knew what was happening. He rose his hand and hit me, knocked me to the floor before kicking me in the stomach repeatedly. "Stop! Please IKE!" I screamed. I knew he was going to kill me, I didn't want to die. I was way too young to die.
"Shut the fuck up" Ike growled to me. He paused at some point to just stare at my face. "God Kyle, I am so sorry. I love you so much and I didn't mean it. Its the last time I swear."
I coughed up some blood as I tried to speak. The pain was intense and for a muscular guy like Ike hitting a very thin person like me. He was hit my vitals organs with so much force,more than anything else I wanted my mother to hold me. I felt my surroundings start fading.
I hated my life.
I was sick of it.
I could see Ike running away.
Then I couldn't breath anymore and I started choking on the blood. I was going to die. I was a goner.
Before it faded I saw a figure. "Do you want to live?" It asked. I didn't want to live anymore, still something in me jumped at the opportunity to live. I nodded my head I wanted the pain to stop. I made a grab for the stranger's leg before it went black and I knew it was too late.
I could see my life flash before my eyes. I wasted it, I should have told my mother about Ike. I could see my mother crying in my father's arms over me.
Why did this happen to me? I had tried to be a good person, a good brother and a good Jew.
Why was I paying for Ike's crimes? Why was it me when I was innocent? I wondered if I was going to hell or heaven.
IKE
Ike paced around his room. What had he done to Kyle? God! He was so stupid to have attacked Kyle. Kyle was Fragile and small. The poor redhead stood at 5"2 and was underweight. He was skinny with big green eyes and curly red hair.
Ike could see Kyle's pale skin that was as smooth as porcelain. Kyle was like a doll, a beautiful doll. So fragile.
Fuck!
Ike was scared, he had run because he had no idea what to do. He was just so scared when the only thing that mattered to him was dying at his feet.
He hadn't even buried the whore, Mrs. Anne Lee. He swallowed hard and realised how much trouble he was in.
"Please God" Ike whispered. He hoped someone found Kyle and took him to the hospital. Kyle had always looked out for him even though he towered over the boy at 5"9.
He sat on his bed and tugged at his black hair. He was going insane, he was crazy. He had to go back for Kyle. The red hair, green eyes and freckled cheeks flashed in his mind and tears slid down his cheek and placed a hand over his mouth.
His blue eyes directed at the window across from him. Kyle let him do what ever he wanted, when he wanted. Kyle was his secret treasure.
What was he going to do?
Why had Kyle been his brother? If only the universe had made Kyle someone else he would have been able to love Kyle openly.
He stood up and froze.
He had to save Kyle.
It was his biggest mistake leaving Kyle there to die alone in the cold woods at night. He could remember sneaking into Kyle's room at night and stealing kisses.
He knew it was wrong to take advantage of a sleeping person but he love Kyle and he wanted the redhead.
God.
Kyle.
Ike forced himself to lie on the bed, he knew it was best to lie silent on the bed. He had to forget it and move past this. Kyle was a casualty for his actions and that was it.
"Kyle"
UNKNOWN LOCATION
Kyle laid on the surgical table. The man that stood before Kyle had black hair and brown eyes. He was making sure Kyle's pulse no matter how small stayed alive as he set his bones.
The small redhead laid nude on the surgical table. He stared at the forming purple bruises on the child's body.
If he bit him without setting the bones, Kyle would turn with a rib lodged in his lungs and have problems for eternity.
"You'll be good for him" The man smiled down at the sleeping beauty. His fangs came out and the man leaned down to Kyle's neck. "The boy smells amazing" he thought to himself before sinking his fangs into Kyle's neck.
He pushed as much of the venom as he could into Kyle and pulled back. He had forced himself not no suck any blood.
The man licked his lips and smiled. He chained Kyle's hands and feet to the surgical table, by morning they would know what would become of the beautiful red haired boy.
IKE
Ike had prayed it was all a dream but as soon as his door opened and he saw his mother crying in his father's arms he knew the truth. They stepped into the room and froze. They stared blankly at Ike. Sheila broke first as she started crying again.
"Ike was Kyle having an affair with the an older woman?" Gerald asked. He held Sheila to his chest and she cried into him.
Ike sat up from his bed slowly and put on his poker face. If he said yes then the police would dig into the family. "No" Ike said.
"Ike, Kyle is missing and they found a woman in a grave. They said the blood wasn't hers and who ever it had to be was probably dead from blood loss." Gerald took a deep breath.
"You think Kyle is the killer?" Ike asked. He was just an innocent bystander. They would blame it all on Kyle, he was free and innocent.
"No, we don't but it was his hair in the pool of blood. They collected DNA all around Kyle's room and will tell us what they found." Gerald bit his lip.
"If he isn't the victim he is the killer" Sheila sobbed louder. "The shame of it all, my baby cannot go to jail"
Gerald sighed. "No matter what, do not hate your brother" he led Sheila out of the room and paused at the door. "Ike don't let people talking get to you."
Ike nodded his head solemnly he gave Gerald his saddest look before sighing and turning away. Once he heard the door shut he smiled.
"Kyle even when you are in heaven you protect me." Ike froze suddenly, 'what the fuck did they mean by "missing" Kyle was dead. Unless someone found him and helped him. In which case I need to kill him' Ike hated this loose end.
He needed Kyle dead now and if Kyle should re-appear his body would... He even needed to burn Kyle's body if he didn't people would think Kyle was the victim from all the bruises. He needed to seem like he was the killer.
Ike bit his lip hard. Kyle's body should never be found.
DETECTIVE CARTMAN
The dead woman had only a slit throat and semen in he V-jay jay. The damn whore was cheating on her husband, Cartman stared at the woman's motionless body. She was beautiful with Brown hair and hazel eyes.
He stared at a body shape formed in the snow filled with blood. The person who he believe was a ginger fuck was vomiting blood from internal bleeding.
They had found traces of saliva and bile in the blood. Cartman shook his head, he knew the ginger was dead and had his body taken from the scene of the crime.
Motives?
Suspects?
The only suspect was the whore's husband. He suspected the ginger was seeing the whore then the dickhead caught and killed them.