Chapter 7

When you feel cagged or trapped with no hope of freedom you'll find anyway to escape and when you feel weak or powerless you'll look for any kind of strength to help save you, even if that means only making completely desperate discussions. Until this moment, those kinds of things had never ran though my head before, never really come to mind. But as soon as it all started happening and my situation became clear, these thoughts came to me like nothing else before, like I had thought of them a million times before now and they had rarely left my mind to begin with.

Sebastian pushed his lips against mine, warm and soft, ignoring the fact that I was trying to break the connection. The rubbing and sucking of my lips made my body feel slight tingles and shivers as every movement went on. I couldn't move my arms because he had them pinned down to the floor next to my head and he was sitting on my legs making kicking and hitting impossible. I couldn't believe he was doing this, I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I made a noise of frustration against his lips causing him to softly giggle before barely pulling away.

It wasn't very far, but I was about as far as I was going to get with distancing myself from him, and I took the chance anyway, turning my face to the side and burying my face into my arm, barely able to breath but I didn't care. I glared up at him through the darkness, my eyes had adjusted to the poor lighting a little while ago, making it possible for me to see his devilish smirk and red eyes, pale skin being highlighted by inky black hair in his face. His perfected features made me want to vomit, the fact that someone whom I had once thought was so angelic was now a true demon in my eyes made me sick.

"Stubborn and adorable is an amazing combination for you, you know?" He said tiling his head to the side and his smile kinda faded. "But it's really annoying if your too stubborn." He said moving down towards my face and kissing my wet and red cheek before dragging his lips to my ears and heavy whispered "If you don't want me to kiss you that's fine because there are plenty of more fun thing to do." My blood ran cold when he said this and moved his head down to my neck and bit my collarbone, drawing blood. The pain caused my back to arch and made me move my face away from my arm to cry out in pain, bringing tears to my eyes.

"Ow, please don't." I pleaded trying to sit up a little but couldn't because of him pinning my arms down. I could feel the hot blood run down into my shirt mixing with the sweat that already dampened it. He sat up and chuckled, the movement let me have a good smell of his sickly sweet skin, it stung my noise and made my stomach turn.

He looked down on me, moonlight shining brightly behind his head and streaming through his raven hair, making it look like he had a helo. "Don't what? Bite you?" He smirked turning his head to the side and letting the moonlight hit my face, making my teary cheeks glitter. I stared up at the moon, it looked so dark and eerie at the moment, it was hard to believe that this was the same moon that I've seen since a thousand times before I could even remember.

I then heard Sebastian made a strange noise so I looked away from the sky above us to his face just in time to see his tongue dart out of his mouth to caught something up, it was dark and it looked like a liquid and it didn't take me long to realize that it was my own blood. As soon as he pulled his tongue back in his mouth and saw my horrified face looking up at him he smiled. "Mind if I have some more?" He whispered before leaning back down and went my chest once more, pulling my shirt collar down to reveal the dark red liquid slowly dripping from the wound. I let out a rather loud whimper before I felt his hot tongue run across my skin, picking up the blood til he got back to the wound before giving it a hard suck.

I was shaking really hard, I could feel my chest burning in the heat of my fear as it fell up and down with every breath, and I couldn't bring out my voice any more. I closed my eyes tight and tried to tell him to stop once more but only air came out. Sebastian took advantage of the fact that I had my mouth open and he quickly put his on mine and slid his tongue into it. I gasped when I felt the muscle enter and felt tears come to my eyes when all I tasted was my own blood. Sebastian didn't shove himself in too far but just enough to where I couldn't find enough room for my own forcing me to allow them to touch. He rubbed his against mine and moaned into my mouth before pulling away to breath. "Ciel..." he whispered against my lips before coming back into me.

What I did next wasn't the best idea in the world and I soon regretted it because of what happened next but it seemed like a good idea in my rage. As soon as Sebastian's tongue found its way back inside I bite it as hard as I could, almost to were I thought it was going to come off. I was satisfied with my self when I heard him make a brief pained noise but soon wasn't any more when I tasted it.

Hot, putrid, disgusting, vile, I couldn't find a word to describe how his blood tasted, nothing like human blood or anything else on this planet. It filled my mouth and burned at my tongue and throat, the taste made my stomach turn and all the blood to leave my face. There was a moment of silence, nothing put the crickets chirping outside could be heard, but then I gagged and Sebastian swiftly flipped me on to my stomach and lifted me up off the ground in time for when I started throwing up the horrible substance onto the floor. I was thankful that the only thing that came out was the blood since I hadn't eaten or drank anything for a while. My body was shaking and tears were being pulled from my eyes from the pressure of pushing the horrible stuff out of my body. What the hell was that crap, it had to be the most disgusting thing I've ever tasted in my whole life? And why did it came out of his body, what's wrong with him? I thought to myself, remembering the taste with a slight shiver.

I could just barely taste it now, as if it was slowly disappearing or then again it could be killing my tastebuds off one by one, either why I'm happy to get ride of that bile. I had seemed to have forgotten that Sebastian was still right behind me, he was still holding my middle but was a lot less closer than before. This slight freedom let my rage build up again. "What the fuc...!" I screamed turning my red and angered face towards him but soon stopped when I saw him.

I was expecting to see the horrible substance from his mouth, which I did, but what didn't expect was for him to be smiling. It was a big, toothy grin, teeth and lips covered in the black liquid and eyes a glowing red, the "blood" ran down from his mouth to his chin and I watched as it dropped down onto my side and watched as it seemed to evaporate before it could soak into my clothes. I hesitantly looked up only to see the substance slowly disappearing from his face and mouth, turning into a dark colored vapor before disappearing completely, only leaving a faint and sick smell behind.

My eyes must have been bulging out of my head at this time and I was definitely shaking because I could barely stay on my knees. I looked down towards the floor slowly, I didn't want this to be real, that something this strange could be happening, so when I did see that all of the "blood" was gone I wanted to cry. The floor was dry, I even put my hand on it to make sure.

"That was quite rude you know." I heard Sebastian sat into my ear behind me, speaking like nothing had happened to his tongue in the first place. I felt one of his hands grip my shirt tightly while the other ran a finger across my bare leg, I shivered at his touch but didn't do anything to stop him, still in shock that his blood had just evaporated and that his wound healed so fast, shocked that he couldn't be human and that I didn't know what he even was or how dangerous he really is. I felt a tear roll down my face and watched as it rolled off my nose and hit the floor, I don't understand anything anymore.

I closed my eyes when I felt Sebastian move his lips against my ear once more, fearing every sweetly said word he was going to say. "Ciel, I guess you understand what has to happen next, right?" He said softly before gently flipping my hafe limp body back onto my back, this time not even bothering to hold my arms back since I made no move to use them.

"That's not my name." I barely whispered, opening my eyes and looking up at him, I noticed that he seemed to be paying a lot of attention to my right eye, like he was looking for something but had a hard time finding it. He noticed me watching him do this and quickly turned from a confused face to a warm smile.

"I know that, but your name isn't Vincent either. Perhaps the body that you are in right now is called Vincent but your soul isn't, a soul has no name so why not call it what ever you like. Especially when it comes to someone like you who has had many different names over the many lives you've lived." He said keeping up his smile. I just looked at him like he had grown antlers or something, he wasn't making any sense.

"What are you?" I finally asked getting the confidence back. I was expecting an answer. Especially after all the other crazy stuff this guy has said but all I got was a laugh before his eyes seemed to glow an even brighter red, answering my question in some way, killing all of my confidence and telling me that he definitely wasn't human.

"Stop trying to change the subject." He said before moving down and kissing my cheek. He slowly moved down to my throat, planting soft kiss as his went down to where my skin ended and my shirt began. "This is really annoying." His said against my skin while he slid his hands to the bottom of my shirt and started pulling it up. I quickly acted on this and held down the shirt myself. "Ciel?" He said pulling away and looking at me like I did something wrong.

"Shut up! And stop this now, it isn't funny." I growled even though I knew that he was probably really dangerous and that I shouldn't antagonize him. But I tugged down on the shirt anyway only to have him rip it up to my chest like it was nothing. My stomach and chest were completely exposed to him, the sweat on my skin made the air feel cold and made me shudder a little. "Wait!" I yelled while he pulled the rest of the shirt off, bringing it up over my head and pulling it off of my arms until it was thrown across the floor.

I looked down at my chest, it was still covered in bruises and was glistening with a thin layer of sweat. When I saw the bruises I became angry and slapped him across the face, he only turned his head with it but nothing happened, but at least he didn't smile. He did through move back down and kissed at my chest even though I still kept hitting him and trying to push him off but he ignored it completely and slowly moved his mouth towards my nipple. I panicked and brought two fingers together and headed straight for his eyes but right before I could even make contact with it and without him eve opening his eyes he grabbed my hand.

When he opened his eyes they were dark, he starred straight into mine, still gripping my hand and squeeze it rather hard. I gasped in pain and tried to pull it away but he had me tightly grasped. "Don't even try." He growled before letting go of my hand. I took it back as soon as I could and cradled it in my other, it didn't seem to be broken but it still hurt. I was too focused on my hand to even realized that his mouth had made contact with my nipple while made me jump. I was a about to hit him again for him to stop but then I felt the pain in my hand and decided that that wouldn't be a good idea.

At first I felt nothing, just his tongue running across the soft pink skin, I didn't understand why he would even bother doing this if I was a boy since I thought only girls got turned on by this stuff but after a while it started to tickle and made my lower stomach tingle a bit and before I knew it I let out a loud whimper.

At the noise I could feel Sebastian smile on me, I felt his other hand start playing with the other one, rubbing and pulling, and I felt him give a hard suck to the already abused one in his mouth. I shut my mouth tight when I felt a moan start to form inside of me, it only made a muffled noise but he still heard it. "You seem to like this." He whispered against my skin as he switched sides.

"No..ugh...I don't." I struggled to breath out. I realized how heavy my breathing had gotten which made me blush as I tried to slow it down. Sebastian started working on my other side down, leaving the already red and swollen one alone in the open air. Even though I hated to admit it I did wish that he would have paid some more attention to it as well but the feelings he gave me with the other distracted me.

I closed my eyes and rested my head onto the floor, I yelled at myself in my head for enjoying this. I wasn't supposed to, I'm a boy, and Sebastian is also a boy, I shouldn't be letting him do this to me. But then again, he wasn't human, even though I don't know what he really is, all I know is that me and him aren't the same. I was so lost in thought that I didn't realize that one of his hands started moving south across my body until I felt him brush my slightly bungled boxers. I gasped and shot straight up off the floor. "Stop! Not there!" I yelled grabbing his hand and trying to pull it away but he just grabbed on to me and gave me a slight squeeze. "No..ahh!" I accidentally let out still holding his wrist.

I felt every movement of his fingers, the little tingles spread through me slowly and I felt tears again come to my eyes. Sebastian chuckled in my ear and started rubbing into the fabric more, my hips were itching to move with the friction but I kept myself from it. I bit my lip and turned my face away so he couldn't see how red I was or that I was starting to cry. "Why don't you want me to touch you here? Your already reacting to it." He said taunting me as he started to squeeze it a little harder causing me to moan out again. "Are you embarrassed? Because you shouldn't be, it's only natural. See I'm like this too." He said and as soon as he said that my eyes flew open.

He had grabbed my hand and had guided it to his own crotch. I let out a squeak and tried pulling my hand away but he just pulled me closer until I touched him. He was hard too and his crotch was already really hot through his pants. I felt the tears start to roll down my face and I let out a choked noise. "S...Stop it." I whispered while trying to calm myself down.

Sebastian was quiet for a moment before he spoke again in a plain and serious voice. "No. Not until you remember." He said while beginning to rub himself onto my hand and touching me again like he had been before. Only making me moan and cry harder. He made no sense at all, he was fucking crazy and I'm going to get freaking raped because of it.

"That's...that's the thing, I'm not..ahh..going to because there's nothing to...mmn...remember." I said tasting tears with every word.

Sebastian let go of my crotch and brought his hand to my face and forced me to look up at him. "Its going to. It has to. Nothing else did, so this has to work." He whispered looking into my eyes, and once again paying more attention to my right eye like he was looking for something. At first I didn't understand by the nothing else did comment until it came to me.

Everything. Everything that had happened to me was all because of him. Peter and Sam drowning me, the house burning down, Mrs. Abbison dyeing, it was all his fault, he did this to me. I expected myself to be angry, to want to kill him, but for some reason I only felt fear. No human could do that, but he wasn't human, and if he had the power to do all of that then what else can he do?

I was shaking hard, the tears had stopped completely with the fear, and I had finally almost lost my voice completely. The fact that, this monster was so close to me and doing as it liked with me made me sick and made me become completely hopeless, there was no way of getting out of this, I was trapped. Sebastian pulled me very close to him so that my face was buried into his chest, no matter how much I tried the fear paralyzed me, I couldn't move and when I tried to speak only strange animal like noises came out. I only jumped a little when I felt him slip his hand down into my boxers.

My heart was pounding and I could feel my blood rush to my face, chest, and well that area. I breathed in heavy breaths, all of the air I took in smelled and tasted if him, sickly sweet but also very intoxicating. Even though he already had his hand down my pants he wasn't doing anything except running his hand across me, making me shiver in anticipation. I closed my eyes and hid my face deeper into his chest, declaring that I've given in but then it happened. The thing that brought me back and made me want to keep fighting him.

Through the crickets and frogs that could be heard and the on coming morning birds, there was a strange sound that came from deep in the house. I opened my eyes and turned my head towards the closed door. For a moment it was quiet again, letting me believe that it was just my imagination, but then I heard it, foot steps, coming closer too. My breath got fast realizing the situation, someone was going to find us like this, two boys hiding and touching each other even though their foster home had just burned to the ground and someone had died.

Before I could even think about pulling away and repressing what I could, Sebastian pushed my face back into his chest and started moving his hand quickly in my pants. I couldn't believe he was doing this even though he knew someone was coming. He squeezed my member and started rubbing it up in down hastily, like he was panicking as well. "Stop!" I tried to say but it was muffled into him, he just gave me a shh and moved his hand faster and faster while beginning to play with the top making me have to moan into him.

As the footsteps got closer and closer I started panicking more and more, they had to have heard us or something because it seemed like they were coming right this way. I tried to hit Sebastian to get him to stop but he just dragged both my arms and painfully held them behind my back, only taking his hand out of my underwear for a moment just so he could pull them down to my knees, making me even more scared. The sight of my own appendage made me shiver, it was a lot redder than usual and was pretty hard even thought I kept telling myself that I hate this.

Now that he had my arms behind my back with one hand and the other working on my now exposed dick, there was nothing to keep my head pushed into his chest. "Stop...ah...please someone's going to see...ahh" I whispered out trying to move away but when I saw his face I noticed that he looked panicked as well. Was he afraid of being caught too or was it something else. I really didn't know but I got an idea from that look he had. "HELP! HELP ME!" I screamed right before the door burst open and Sebastian's finally stopped touching me, looking down at me surprised.

Before I could look at who the person was that saved me from being raped, I heard their voice and decided Sebastian would have been more favorable. "I always thought you'd turn out to be a fag, but God." I heard Peter spat down at were I still sat in Sebastian's lap. I blushed hard at the comment, either in rage from him saying that or from embarrassment since here I was naked with only a pair of boxers around my knees and a hafe hard boner.

Peter, Sam, and Andrew, another guy who was a year older than us that would sometimes hang out with us, stood in the door way staring down at me. Sebastian must have let go of my arms because I found that I was able to cover myself with my hands while I tried to get my boxers back up, just tucking my sadly smallish length back in. Sebastian allowed me to do this and grabbed my shirt from behind him handing it to me without looking at me. Though I didn't put it on because I felt too embarrassed to really do anything. "Shut up and just go away." I whispered while whipping my face which was still wet from tears.

"Like hell." He growled before coming over to where we still sat on the floor and grabbed my arm before dragging me off of Sebastian's lap. I went with the pull so I wouldn't fall on my ass and ended up on my knees. "Like I'd ever let some cock lover tell me what to do."

"Peter...maybe we should stop." I heard Sam say in the doorway while starring at the ground and I noticed that Andrew looked confused, he must not have been told about what happened at the river.

Peter had a strong hold on my wrist and when he went to look at Sam he dragged me with him and caused me to tip onto my side. I starred down at the ground too afraid to make any eye contact. "But Sam, didn't you hear? Vince here was screaming for help. It seems he was getting felt up before we got here, poor thing. You heard him right Andy?" Peter said in a mocking tone before dragging me to my feet and throwing me towards Sam who I had to grab the leg of before I could fall. "Here help him."

Sam crouched down to my level tried to put his hand on my shoulder. "Are you oka...?" He tried to ask before I slapped his hand away.

"Leave me alone!" I yelled before covering my face when I felt tears start forming. I was mad at everyone, they tried to kill me, forced me to do things that I didn't want, and didn't even try to help me.

I tried to get back to my feet to get out of the room but suddenly Andrew pushed me roughly back down to the floor. I hit the ground hard and smacked my head off of the wood. I closed my eyes in pain and when I opened them again I gasped. Peter stood over me holding something in his hand that I couldn't identify until he came closer to my level and raised it. It was a knife. "Sure. But after this." He laughed.

As soon as the silver reflected in the moonlight and as I watched it come speeding down towards me something in me clicked and like a switch my right eye felt like it was on fire. I screamed and I thought he had stabbed me in the eye. I rolled on my side and cupped it, feeling warm blood run through my fingers. I couldn't believe it, he stabbed me in the eyes. My mind was racing with every thought imaginable, panicking until strangely the feeling disappeared all together. Leaving me confused.

Then something splattered down on me. It was hot and it smell like blood. No it was blood. I still laid on my side holding my face and trying to figure out what had happened when I saw the knife fall to the ground, completely clean of blood. I willed myself to look up and when I saw would haunt me for the rest of my life.

There stood Peter right above me, his face distant and his eyes hallow, completely lifeless, with blood pouring from his mouth and what looked like an blood covered arm sticking right through his stomach. He let out a ragged breath before the arm ripped itself out of him and he fell to his knees then flat on his face, a pool of blood forming all around him. I watched as he took his last breath, or more like gargled in his own blood before he was completely gone.

I looked up towards where Peter once stood and saw Sebastian glaring over at the two the doorway, it was unbelievable that such a lovely face could look so disgusted. Sam had fallen to his knees and was silently screaming as he looked at his now dead friend while Andrew puked right there in the doorway. I looked back and further from them and Sebastian completely terrified and had no idea what to do. But my eyes finally settled on the dead body right beside me when I felt it's blood reach my side. "Sebastian." I whispered while starring into Peter's blue and lifeless eyes.

I must have missed seeing him move across the room because before I knew it Andrew was face down on the floor and Sebastian had him by the hair. "No! Stop!" He cried out trying to get free but before you knew it Sebastian hurled him towards the glass wall sending Andrew flying out of it with a large explosion of glass, hurtling down to the cement patio below. There was a moment of complete silence before we heard the sound of him hitting the ground and the horrible sound his head made when it made contact. I sat there starring out through the broken hole in the glass, wind blew in and made my nose feel with the smell of night and my hair blow out of my face. It was really quiet for a few seconds, only the crickets and morning birds, even the sky was turning a pink color in the east.

I heard a quick set of feet run deeper into the house trying to escape. I turned my head and barely caught Sebastian disappear in the doorway before I heard Sam scream. "No! No please!" He pleaded from in the darkness, there was a a loud crash and some movement before I heard him again. "No...NO...NOO!" He screamed before there was a horrible snap and a scream soon following. Crack, crack, crack went his bones one by one, each followed by a deafening scream. Sebastian was torturing Sam and he had just killed Peter and Andrew right before my eyes.

I just sat there staring out into the darkness, it was once again quiet for a while except for the sound of Sam's soft cries, then came a large snap, enough to make me jump, and Sam went deadly quiet. I felt my heart stop while I starred into the darkness, waiting for anything, but the too red eyes that appeared out of nowhere soon arrived.

Sebastian's foot steps echoed through the quiet house, his eyes coming closer. My heart started beating then, either in fear or excitement, it was anyone's guess. "Ciel." He whispered through the darkness towards me.

It felt like a gunshot to my eye, I screamed louder than I probably ever had my whole life and before I could even grab my eye, the world went dark.