Okay I just want to start apologizing for not uploading any stories besides revamped chapter 4 lately, it's been rather hectic around my house hold lately and I know in beginning to sound like a broken record but it's true! Anyway, here's the latest chapter and hope you enjoy~! Also, thanks to everyone for supporting me in my writing and everything. It means everything! Rate and reviews are wanted!
Benny was woken to a sudden crash coming from the kitchen. Opening his eyes suddenly, he looked down to see a still sleeping Ethan, dreaming peacefully and relaxed beyond content. Benny let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and examined his new position. He noticed his and Ethan's limbs were tangled and he couldn't tell where his arms started and Ethan's legs ended. He tried untangling himself from Ethan but failed miserably. He tried yet again, lifting Ethan's arms from his neck and wiggled his legs free from Ethan's. Benny rolled under his arms and fell onto the ground.
'Okay, note to self. When cuddling with Ethan at night and being lazy. Don't be lazy and get into bed.' Benny thought to himself. 'God, that hurt my ass.' Benny turned his attention backed to his "hopefully" still sleeping-soon-to-be-lover. Smiling to himself as he looked at Ethan settling into his old spot on the couch, Benny pulled his knees up and stood, cracking his back in he process. He let out a silent moan as he turned his attention to the now suspicious kitchen.
'what the hell was that bang?' Benny thought to himself as he recalled noise that woke him up. He looked at spell book on the coffee table in front of him and grabbed the old leather book.
'What ever is in the kitchen,' Benny thought to himself, walking out from the couch and glancing at Ethan. Isn't going to touch him!' Benny turned to a defense spell that was marked by a yellow 'tag-it' strip and practiced it in his head.
"Okay..." he whispered to himself as he slowly stepped to the outside of the kitchen walkway, blocking the view between Benny and the unknown creature.
Benny glanced around the corner to see nothing but a broken glass shattered on the ground, the item looked like a basic glass vase.
'Maybe it's just Rory trying to freak us out because he saw us cuddling.' Benny thought to himself, stepping over the vase. Would Rory be freaked out by the sudden change that they discovered about themselves and there feelings? Benny didn't really understand why he wouldn't be. His two closest guy friends were suddenly head over heals in love with each other. Maybe he's just being paranoid? No, he can think about this later. Benny walked into the dining room and noticed nothing out of the ordinary. He quietly made his way back into the kitchen and glanced over to the couch with wide eyes.
Ethan was gone.
"Ethan," Benny whispered, frozen as fear over took his spell-casting body.
"ETHAN!" Benny screamed looking at the roof of the living room, trying to keep the tears that threatened to spill over his tired eye lids from running down his face. Benny ran over to the couch and noticed the blanket was thrown on the ground, bunged up as if someone had fisted it and thrown it off of the sleeping boy underneath of it. Benny ran throughout the house and noticed nothing strange. No foot prints, no vampires,
No Ethan.
"Dammit!" screamed Benny. Slamming his hand on the coffee table. He closed his eyes and put his hands on his face and sat on the couch, putting his spell book next to him.
'this is all your fault' He said opening his eyes and looking at the hundreds of years old spell book. The whole super natural ordeal was linked to the book, right? He knew. He had known last bight that something was going to happen. But be didn't expect Ethan to be the victim. But Ethan is ALWAYS the victim. Benny thought quietly to himself as he rubbed his face and hands over each other, wishing the space between his hands were filled with Ethan's fingers.
Been threw the spell book across the coffee table and watched it slide, as he closed his eyes he waited for it to hit the ground with a thud.
Benny sat with his hands over his eyes and his elbows on his knees, wishing he didn't have powers and wishing he had Ethan by his side.
It was too quiet. Ethan and him would surly be having fun, probably failing at making breakfast. Yeah, that would be nice.
'it really was too quiet' Benny thought to himself. 'didn't I throw...' Benny opened his hands to look at the spell book, which he thought was on the ground, opened to a random page due to the fall from the table.
"That's no way to treat a spell book that's older than you."
No. Please not this.
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Ohhhhh no! Cliffhanger! :3