A/N: Hehehe... now for the really odd stuff, writing depressing stuff when I'm now depressed that I'm in love with a new guy... but because of these rules for the place I work, I'm not allowed to say anything about it to him... --' My life is a soap opera... Now that I've done my annual complaining... ON WITH THE FIC!
Warning: This has some really serious topics in it, for example, possible cutting, rape, swearing, sex, slash, prostitution, murder, attempted suicide, etc. I hope that you won't hate me for writing this, I just wanted to write something dark, that wasn't anything like any of my prior work. So, please forgive me if toy hate it, and feel free to warn me.
Stolen Time
Chapter II
Blink sighed as he threw his book-bag onto the coach, "Mom, I'm home."
No one answered as Blink smiled; he had been hoping that his mom had to work late, after all, his mom seemed to be working nonstop since his dad was K.I.A.
He walked over to the fridge to read his mom's note. It was simple:
' Kids- Going to work late. Dinner & Cake in the oven. Happy Birthday
Aleks and do your homework.'
Blink almost laughed, at least his homework apparently came before homework at least. He opened the oven to see leftover turkey sandwiches and a half-eaten piece of cake. Of course the cake had a small note next to it too. It however was from his older bum of a foster brother.
'Hey Bro, Thanx for the chow. –Erik'
Blink sighed as he walked over the fridge and started to make a bologna sandwich. As he started to butter his toast his knife slipped. It cut about two centimeters into his middle finger. "Shit!" He yelled as his stuck it into his mouth, before walking over the sink and turning it on. He stuck is still bleeding thumb under the running water. It kept bleeding.
"Damn," He said as he stuck the finger back into his mouth before walking back over to his now bologna and blood sandwich.
His phone started to ring as he began glaring at his knife. "Stupid plastic knife... you shouldn't be able to cut a big strong...okay...not so strong sissy of a man...teenager...like me."
The phone kept ringing. "Erik, Can't you get that?" Blink yelled, forgetting for a second that he was the only one home.
He sighed as he walked over and picked up the phone. "Hello, Thurston residence, Aleksander speaking, how may I help you?"
"Kid? I sorry I didn't wish you happy birthday...I forgot, I thought today was the sixth, not the eighth. Please forgive me." Mush's voice pleaded before Blink had a chance to respond.
"It's okay Mush, it's not like my birthday is important. I mean I did forget about your ballet recital that one time remember?" Blink lied.
Mush sighed from the other side of the phone, "Kid, we were like three, and you were at the dentist, and you mom even told me about how much you were crying about missing it."
Blink mentally slapped himself for forgetting how big of a sissy he was as a kid. "I'm sure that I wasn't almost in tears Mush. They were putting in a filling or something."
"They were cleaning your teeth, Kid."
Blink almost started to laugh, "Well, excuse me. What are you my stalker or something?"
Mush started to laugh, "If it so pleases you, m'lord."
"Your such a pansy, dumb ass."
"Wait, am I a flower or a donkey?"
Blink started to join in on the laughter, "Both."
Blink heard his front door slam shut.
"ALEKS, you bastard, get down here." Erik slurred as he stumbled up the stairs.
"Listen Mush, I have to go. Erik's drunk again."
"Kid, just come over here, you shouldn't have to put up with his shit."
"He's my brother, Mush."
"He's your FOSTER brother. And I'm worried about you."
"Good-bye Mush." He quickly hung up.
Erik walked up to Blink as he looked down at him. "Who the fuck were you talking to? And why didn't you answer me?"
"It was no one, Erik, just a friend."
"A girlfriend?"
"No."
"A boyfriend?"
"Kinda..."
"So, you're gay then."
"No."
"Oh, my God, they have me living with a fucking queer!" Erik screamed out as he put an arm around Blink. "Well, you know what that means don't you, Aleks?"
"No sir." Blink gulped, wishing that he had taken up Mush's offer.
"It means that me and my friends get to have a bit of fun with little Aleksander."
"What do you mean?"
Erik laughed, "I mean, that we're going to turn you into a man. Consider it a birthday present."
Blink tried to run away but Erik pushed him down to the ground and lay on top of him.
"Now, don't try to run away. This isn't going to hurt me at all." Erik laughed.
Blink closed his eyes, praying that he could just die.
A/N: Oh no! Blink kick him in the balls! Get away! Dude, that started off being not very dark...but dude, did that go bad quick or what? Well, I think I'm going to leave what happens next to your imaginations then probably pick up with the next morning. I just don't think I'm ready to write about rape yet. Please review.
Shout Outs:
Artist2519: Hmm... Me? Talk about Suicide? Never! Looks at her other stories Wait... never mind, it probably will, PLEASE read it anyway. Thank you for the review!
Dreamless-Mermaid: Well, thanks for telling me happy birthday...it seems that my friends' thought I was younger than I actually am... Oh well! I'm glad to know that someone else understands how Blink's feeling, I was afraid that I was just going to scare everyone off... Thank you for the review.
Buttons14: I'm sorry that my Blink scare you... but ya see, I figured that it was about time to make another Newsie depressed... and Blink kept glaring at me over D.A. (Death's Apprentice), I figured that he was a good candidate to make fun of! The saddest thing about my friends forgetting my birthday is that I told them about it the day before (I was counting down the minutes...) But, I don't think that Blink was as pathetic as I was... Hehe... Well, thanks for the review (and the b-day e-card)
