Alfred had so many questions swirling around in his head and they were all fighting tooth and nail to be heard. But which one would he ask first?
Should he ask about where they were? Or would asking why they were there prove to be the better question? But what about what about his brother?
Looking over Matthew's rumpled clothing made Alfred realize what question was most important at the moment.
"Are you okay?" Alfred asked taking his brother's hand in his. Matthew hesitated but nodded anyways as he started straightening his clothes.
"Y-yeah. I'm okay." the younger twin murmured.
Alfred noticed the hesitation though and wrapped his brother in his arms the way he used to when they were kids. "Liar." Alfred accused.
The older twin yanked up his brother's sleeve which revealed bruise upon bruise darkening with older bruises. Alfred scrunched his face in anger and felt his temper rising with each second his eyes scanned his brother's arm. "Are these the only ones or is it safe to assume that there are more?" Alfred asked in a biting tone.
Matthew pulled his away and cradled his arm like he would a baby. "N-No. Just here." Alfred didn't quite buy it though but refrained from pressing on any further. He instead wanted to inquire on how his brother had gotten them instead.
"How'd you get them?" Alfred asked gently as his eyes shifted from one bruise to the other.
"I tried to escape a couple times and tried finding you. I never got very far. Francis or the man you were with before would end up finding me and dragging me back here." Matthew answered.
While his younger brother had been talking, Alfred had been watching for any signs that he was lying. He didn't know whether he was relieved or not to discover his brother was telling the truth. It almost made him feel bad that his brother had gotten those because of him.
After a few moments of awkward silence, Matthew decided to ask his own questions. "Are you okay?"
Alfred blinked his eyes in surprise. "Yes. Why wouldn't I be? I mean, I was bit. But so were you so it's sort of whatever."Alfred answered awkwardly.
Matthew just sat there silently and stared at his twin, their eye contact never breaking. "Good. You were the only one that passed out that night so I was a tad worried." Matthew said finally.
Alfred gave him a confused expression. "Why were you worried? I can take care of myself." Alfred said.
Matthew nodded and said,"I know you can. But I heard things. Bad things." Alfred's confusion only increased. "Francis kept saying you were special. They have big plans for you or something."
Alfred wasn't entirely surprised to hear that now that he had talked to Arthur. It was pretty much all he's heard since he woke up anyways. He just really wished he would hear something else besides that. He could really go for some info concerning the outside world or something like that. Speaking of the outside world...
"Any news about dad? Do you know if he's been trying to look for us?"
Matthew sighed and shook his head. "No. I've asked but Francis never answered me. But it's probably safe to say dad won't come looking for us anyways." Alfred nodded his head in agreement.
"I can't either. He'll probably keep his ass drunk enough to not even notice for a while. It could be days or even weeks before he notices." Alfred said with a dull tone. Now it was his brother's turn to nod his head in silent agreement.
"You're probably right. But school would notice for sure wouldn't they?" Matthew asked.
Alfred narrowed his eyes at the ground and thought about it. Their school would definitely notice their absence and notify their father. When their father wouldn't know what happened they could contact the police. If the police get involve, which Alfred was desperately hoping they were, then they could possibly be rescued and these vampire-freak-wannabes, or at least that's what he hoped they were, would be put in jail.
But there was a problem. While in their presence, Alfred had carefully watched the strange beings. He might not be a genius but he could definitely tell they were sharp-witted at least. That was easy enough to tell by the way they looked at you and how they spoke.
Alfred could at least conclude that these people were too smart to let the police, or anyone for that matter, find them very easily.
Alfred voiced all of his thoughts and watched as his twin's hopeful expression drooped down until it was almost a grimace.
"Y-you're probably right. We m-may be stuck with them for a w-while." Matthew said on the verge of tears.
Alfred nearly panicked at the sight of his brother's watering eyes and brought Matthew's body to his in a gentle hug. "It'll be okay, Mattie. We'll be okay. I won't let anyone hurt you, okay?" Alfred asked whilst rubbing soothing circles on his twin's back.
Seeing his younger brother like this was heartbreaking for Alfred. What he wouldn't give to be able to make all of this go away and to erase the memories of the past couple days from Matthew's mind. Unfortunately, the damage had already been done and now here they were, both sitting on a bed in the middle of only-god-knows-where.
This whole situation made Alfred want to cry too. But he had to be strong. He had to for Matthew's sake. The younger of the two would only cry harder if Alfred started crying because that meant they were truly fucked and Alfred refused to let that be the case.
After a few minutes of sobs resounding throughout the room and the silent rubbing of a hand on a back, the door opened again.
The blonde head of Arthur peaked into the room. The man knocked softly and spoke once the two teens' heads snapped to attention. "It's time to go, Alfred. Time for supper." There seemed to be an underlying tone to those words, but Alfred brushed it off as a figment of his imagination.
The teen quickly shook his head before saying,"Hell no! You have no right to keep me away from my brother!"
Arthur scowled. "No right? In my world, I have every right." the shorter man snapped as he fully entered the room and crossed his arms.
Alfred glowered right back at the green eyed man with just as much fervor. "Well, in my world , people don't bite someone, drag their ass to god-knows-where, and then expect them to be their property!" the American bit back.
Arthur looked like he was about make some sort of nasty retort but was quickly cut off by someone else entering the room.
"Be calm, mon ami! You have to remember he was just pushed into our world. Explain the situation and go from there." Francis said quickly as he rested a hand on the smaller man's shoulder.
Arthur shrugged it off and gave Alfred a pointed look before saying,"I suppose so. Watch Matthew."
Francis nodded his head and looked at Alfred. "I promise to take good care of your brother."
The older teen looked at the Frenchman with slight distrust but decided it would be no use in arguing. For now he would just have to trust that Francis wouldn't mentally scar Matthew too badly.
"Fine. If I find out you hurt my baby brother then there'll be hell to pay." Alfred snapped before exiting the room with Arthur.
The two walked in relatively awkward silence for the first how many minutes of their journey to wherever Arthur was taking him. Alfred absolutely hated situations like these, but he couldn't help but refuse to speak.
Who did this guy think he is? What in the world made him think he could go traipsing around claiming people like they were his belongings?
These questions pissed him off to no end, but he knew getting into a fight about it now would prove to be useless. Besides, there appeared to be something they weren't telling him yet and he supposed hearing them out might clear up this whole predicament.
"We're here." Arthur said suddenly.
Alfred snapped out of his reverie and looked around the room Arthur had led them into. "Isn't this the bedroom I first woke up in?" the teen asked curiously as he looked around.
"Yes." Arthur said as he quietly shut the door behind them.
The teen looked back just in time to see Arthur lock it tight. Now he knew what that underlying tone had meant. He wasn't going to be the one eating.
"Get away from me." Alfred snapped as he backed away.
Arthur threw the young American a sorry glance before advancing towards him. "Sorry, love. I'll bring you food as soon as I'm finished."
Alfred continued backing away until his legs hit the back of the bed. The teen felt himself lose balance and unceremoniously flop onto the bed. Arthur immediately took this opportunity to jump on disgruntled teen and get his body under control.
Alfred tried his best to struggle or at the very least make it difficult for Arthur but found it was useless. Within a few seconds, he had his arms pinned above his head. Arthur only needed one to keep them in place and so he used his other to turn Alfred's head so that his neck was fully exposed.
Arthur smiled as he felt Alfred squirm uncomfortably underneath him. He lowered his mouth to Alfred's neck and gave the skin a teasing lick before laying a kiss on the exposed flesh. A frown found itself on his face though as he felt Alfred's body go rigid in response.
He really didn't want Alfred to struggle. Hurting the teen was the last thing he wanted at the moment.
"Relax. It won't hurt. I promise." Arthur murmured soothingly as he let his death grip on Alfred's wrists relax just the slightest.
"I won't relax until you let go of me." Alfred snapped in reply.
Arthur's soft expression hardened. "Cooperate now of I else I will punish you." the green-eyed man snapped.
Alfred's eyes narrowed as he contemplated whether the man was telling the truth. What could he possibly do though? The man had already kidnapped him. What else did he have to lose? "Go fuck yourself." the teen said calmly.
"Punishment it is." Arthur bit out.
The man took both of Alfred's hands into one of his own and brought the other to his chin silent thought. "What do you think I should do? I certainly don't want to do anything that would cause bodily harm to you. Maybe I should pay a visit to Matthew? Maybe inflicting a little pain on him will be punishment enough."
Alfred grew eerily still. "Don't you dare touch Mattie. You hurt him then I swear to god I will do something you definitely won't like." the teen whispered dangerously.
"I wouldn't be making threats if I were you. I can chain you to a bed. I'm pretty sure you won't do anything I don't like after that." Arthur said with a triumphant smirk. There was no way Alfred was going to beat that.
The teen felt his mouth open so that he could throw whatever curse word he could at the man, but he found he couldn't say anything. "Just get it over with." Alfred choked out as he turned his head to the side.
Arthur's face softened once again as he gazed down at the suddenly submissive teen. "Good boy." the man said lovingly as he stroked the side of Alfred's face.
The teen wanted desperately to pull away from the gentle touch, but found that he couldn't. Despite the situation he found himself in, he couldn't bring himself to reject the tender touch.
"Hurry up already." Alfred snapped although his words lacked any actual anger.
Arthur chuckled to himself. "So impatient." the man whispered before nuzzling his cheek against the teen's neck.
He gave it one small nip and after relishing in the small yelp it elicited from Alfred's throat, he closed in on what he really wanted. Just as he was about to bite into the soft skin of the boy's neck though, a knock at the door resounded throughout the room and stopped him just as a fang was about to pierce the skin.
Revised A/N: Forty more chapters...kill me now... Oh, and again, please tell me if you see anything that should be fixed!
