(Evan's POV)

I laid back down in the grass and closed my eyes. I was in the deeper part of the woods, where there were lots of trees and plants. And then there's the rose bush I took care of. Once upon a time it was dead, and looked really sad. But now it had dark red roses with sharp thorns. I was sitting right next to it, actually. I reached up to touch one of the roses, when someone called my name. It startled me from the silence, and my hand jerked to the side.

Owww. I thought as I say up and looked around. One of the thorns had cut my finger. But I was more concerned about who was looking for me. In the deep part of the woods.

"Evan?" The voice called again. At first I thought it might be Jared, but it wasn't. It wasn't Connor either. I've...actually never seen this person before.

"Um, h-h-hi?" I say in a shaky voice. The person smiles and walks into the clearing where I was, and I saw what they looked like.

He was beautiful. He had bright blue eyes, and he was wearing eyeliner to bring more attention to them. And his hair was black with blue edges. I mean, he was just...wow.

"Hey." He says. "I'm Magnus."

"H-How d-do you know my name?" I ask uncertainly. "A-And how did you know I was here?"

Magnus just laughed a little, then he walked towards me. I took a step back.

"Stop moving." He orders. "And don't ask questions."

By this point I would have started running...But I don't know why I didn't. I just felt myself stop moving on the spot, and all the questions I wanted to ask disappeared in my mind.

"Good!" Magnus says, smiling. "It works on you too! I was worried for a moment."

I was about to ask what had worked, but I couldn't speak. "O-Oh." Was all I managed to say.

"Now, would you like to go on a date with me?" Magnus asks, looking cheerful. "Say yes."

No "Yes." I didn't know what was happening. The rest of the day was like a blur, I couldn't see straight. I was stuck with my wild thoughts, wondering what was going on. But I did what Magnus said anyway.

Wait. Magnus. Magnus Murphy. His powers...What were his powers?

He could make people do what he wanted. Basic mind control. I thought. It was later in the evening, and I was sitting on my bed.

Magnus had gone home after our date. It was...weird. I did the things he told me to do, even though I tried to tell myself not to.

It just didn't make sense. I thought people used their powers for good things, not this. Whatever 'this' is.

Or maybe it was all a dream. Maybe I'm dreaming right now. I mean, come on. There's no way that this could be real.

I sighed and laid down, pulling the blankets over my head. This is dream. You'll wake up in the morning, and it'll just be the next day at school. Magnus never followed you, or told you to do things. He never controlled your brain or whatever.

Needless to say, it wasn't a dream. I got up and went to school, but Magnus was there. He ordered me to stay quiet, so I did. I wanted to say something, maybe even to Jared. But I just couldn't speak.

It was like that for the next few days. Magnus would be with me everywhere, and when I wanted to say something about it I couldn't. Connor tried talking to me several times, but it was always after Magnus told me to not talk. I wanted to talk to Connor for so long, and now I couldn't.

But it's bearable for the time being. Magnus would get tired of me eventually, right? That was before he found out Connor tried to talk to me though.

(Magnus's POV, second person) (I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE[Also trigger warning for physical/emotional abuse]) Also, If Magnus's thoughts don't make sense, it's not on accident. He is a literal crazy person for no other reason then like, mental issues.

Magnus was pissed. He couldn't believe Connor had tried to talk to Evan! Sure, it didn't work, but still! Magnus had tried to make Evan into the boyfriend he wanted him to be, ordering him around and making him do things. But he was getting tired of Evan. But this...this was insulting to him. What had Connor wanted to talk about with Evan, huh? Was he going to ask about us?!

Magnus walks out of Hannah's house and gets into his car. There was a party, and he had just finished talking to one of her 'followers'. They see everything, and had let Magnus know Connor had tried to confront Evan.

Magnus started the car. He had a few drinks, and was a bit drunk. But he didn't care. He was just...so angry. For some reason.

He didn't even like Evan. But he hated Connor, and Evan was his now! Connor knew that! Maybe Connor had tried to steal Evan from him. Yeah, maybe that was why.

And what if Evan wanted to be with Connor now?

No. Evan was his. But how do I show that and make Connor back off?!

Magnus couldn't think straight anymore, and he didn't know what he was doing. He went to Evan's house, and when he saw the freaked out boy he was angry again. He couldn't contain his anger anymore. You know what? It's probably Evan's fault! He's probably conspiring with Connor or some shit! Magnus thought. So then he did the only thing he could really do.

He hit Evan.

And he didn't feel guilty.

He felt...Satisfied. Somehow.

The rest of the night was a blur.

(Connor's POV, second)

Connor tapped his foot anxiously. It was third period, and Evan still wasn't here. He had tried to talk to Evan several times. But he wouldn't talk. Connor knew it had something to do with Magnus.

The bell rung, and Connor sprang up from his seat. That was it, he was going to find Evan. Or Magnus.

"Connor!" Someone called, and he whipped around. Oh for fuck's sake. Connor thought as Magnus walked closer to him.

"What the hell do you want?" Connor growls.

"Stay away from Evan. He won't talk to you, you know I won't let him." Magnus says with a smirk. "Oh, and uh, he won't be here today. He got, hm, how should I say this? Scraped up yesterday."

"What the hell did you do to him?!" Connor yelled.

"Oh nothing." Magnus says. "Nothing at all." He smirked again, then walked away. Connor clenched his fists, and then he was running.

He barely knows you, Connor. He thought when he was outside. All he knows is whatever Magnus told him. And that you know about his letter.

Connor sighed and walked to the trees. He couldn't do anything. There was nothing to do. He didn't know why he liked Evan so much. He always had, he just never found the courage to talk to him. And now he was worried. So much.

Connor leaned against a tree and closed his eyes, letting a tear fall. Maybe one day he'll find something inside him worthy enough for Evan. Or maybe at least talk to him again.

(Evan's POV)

My mom still hasn't come home. She probably will later. I'm glad she hasn't come yet. I wouldn't want her to see me like this.

After Magnus had come and...beaten me up...I curled up on the floor and stayed there until morning.

And then I went to take a shower, but I never did. I just stood there in front of the mirror, looking at my reflection. My ugly, worthless reflection. I shook my head and sighed.

My eye was swollen. But other than that, nothing else on my face would look out of the ordinary. I would just need to wear long-sleeves and pants until the other bruises go away.

I started to feel lightheaded as I looked at the scratch on my arm. I had cut myself on accident I think, and now it was bleeding. I quickly grabbed something to cover it, then walked to my room.

So much for taking a shower.

Thanks for reading guys! I know these chapters are a bit long, but they'll probably shorten out soon. Reviews are also always appreciated! (Make sure to check out my other fic if you haven't already :))