A/N: I still have no idea what I'm going to continue this story with, I guess it'll be as much as a surprise to you guys (readers) as much as it'll be to me. Hopefully you won't get bored until I actually reach a conclusion.
The sound of the school bell ringing echoed through the hallways reaching through every part of the campus and even the underground. The loud ringing wrought havoc to anyone's sleep as they woke up feeling drowsy and cursing the damned sound. In spite of that, that wasn't what exactly woke Jimmy Hopkins up that morning, it was the rustle of clothes near him that made him aware of his surroundings.
With a start he jumped up and swore under his breath when he felt an itching pain tore at the top of his torso, he then remembered what had happened the night before, how he beat Russel. He relaxed his muscles as he opened his eyes and stared around only to find the cause of the rustling from before. Gary fucking Smith. The boy lay in front of him giving him a mischievous glare as he tapped his fingers against the back of his palm.
How long had the fucker been watching him was Jimmy's first concern as he did not dare move a muscle. "Oh, joy! You're finally awake, Jimmy-boy. And I thought I had to deal with the pain of carrying you back to the dorms by myself. Now wouldn't that have been a sight to see? The great James Hopkins being carried like a little princess back to his dorms as he fell unconscious hours ago?", he mocked feeling the tension rise between them. Upon realising that the sound of the bell was the signal for them to wake up, he looked to and fro from Gary to the ladder of the Hole, the pit hole where he was lying.
Did Gary just stay with him there all night? 'Cause Jimmy was sure as hell that by now it was morning and he had no other explanation for the presence of the kid in front of him. Caught in confusion, he stood up quickly and decided to let it drop without saying another word to the troublemaker. "Leaving so soon, Jimmy-boy? Now what had I done to deserve being given the cold shoulder?", he retorted and picked himself up from where he was lying, following the bloke closely just to fuck with him a little more.
"What do you mean what? You're seriously fucked in the head if you can't even understand what exactly you had done-", Jimmy turned around only to be met with a pair of gleeful eyes almost sparkling at his accusations. The grin on the boy's face just said how much he was glad to be insulted like that, "Oh, Jimmy-boy, you've finally understood! I applaud you, my dear friend!".
Jimmy almost shrugged it off and walked away when he saw, from the corner of his eyes, Gary run towards him fast as lightning. However, before he could do something to stop him, the taller boy picked him up by his collar and leant in closer, barely inches apart from his face. "You see, Jimmy.. this is not the end. Don't treat it like it is... This won't be the last you'll hear from me, I assure you, Jimmy-boy-o. Because when you least expect it, I'm going to be there to turn your world upside down, Jimmy-boy. I'm going to be watching and I'll keep on watching until that moment comes, when I can finally watch you burn- because... because you're mine, Jimmy-boy", he whispered the final words sending a shiver down the other boy's spine. This action had taken James by surprise as he wasn't used to seeing Gary like this, in fact he couldn't even remember the last time he's ever seen him like this, maybe this was the first time he's ever shown him this part of him. "I own you...", he trailed off and slammed Jimmy against the wall, the deed sparking a fire inside the shorter boy's body.
As soon as he relaxed a bit, almost letting go of him, that was when the other struck. He punched the taller boy straight across the face. And as he stepped back, struggling to regain his balance, Jimmy was beginning to walk away, to leave him like that without saying another word, but Gary had other things in his mind. He charged at the other boy and pummeled him against the ground laughing as he straddled his lap.
"You think you can beat me, Jimmy-boy?", he let out a maniacal laughter as he wrung the boy's neck between his hands. The sudden jolt of pain and suffocation hit Jimmy and he instantly focused on pushing the taller boy off him, however as his body pressed down upon him, he could do nothing like that. He reached with his hands until he grabbed the back of his head and clutched his hair and tried pulling him off him. That movement made Gary loosen his hold on the other boy's neck but only for a few seconds until he hunched over him, inches away from his face wearing the most sadistic smile he could ever muster.
The sight of that made Jimmy's blood run cold, but he could also feel excitement and thrill sparkling from the pit of his heart. It was adrenaline, a rush, he only felt it when he knew his life was at stake and this made him smile back at the sadist.
Gary quickly pinned the bloke's hands above his head making sure he wouldn't try anything else. Retracting one of his hands he reached behind in his back pocket to pull out a pocket knife at which Jimmy's heart began pounding harder in his chest. He swiftly pressed the knife against Jimmy's cheek, breaking down into laughter, a maniacal laughter. He had him right where he wanted but the ease of which he gained his prize disgusted him. The prince wanted resistance, he wanted him to put up a fight, he thirsted for anguish in his soon to be victim, so he stopped and got off him, leaving the poor boy drowning in a pool of confusion and anger.
No, this was not the end and they both knew it this time.
Breathing heavily, Jimmy propped himself up on his elbows casting a glance to Gary as he was climbing the ladder. "Don't forget, James,", the taller boy stalked his prey with his eyes unforgivingly, "I own you. And until I claim you, you best behave". And with those words, he left.
A heavy sigh escaped Jimmy's lips as he lay in that hell hole, preparing his mind for the events yet to come. The apprehension he felt made him feel like an animal as he was thirsty for the thrill of it all and excited at the same time. He laughed as he realised he was once again swept away by the enigma that Gary fucking Smith was.