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Chapter 10 : Rescue My Heart

Syrus said nothing as he stared into the eyes of Maurice. Those eyes fixed on him glared at him accusingly, angrily, as if he did something wrong. Syrus crossed his arms over his chest, gripping his elbows, and turned his head to the side, dropping his gaze to the wodden floor beneath him.

"Well?" Maurice pressed on.

If only the floor would open up and swallow him, or Maurice, and give him solitude.

"I won't ask you again."

'Good,' Syrus thought, stepping backwards once.

Good? No, not good. 'I won't ask again' only leads to one of two things. One : The subject chould just be dropped, and both would forget the question was ever asked, or Two : The answer would come out of his mouth through force. Syrus was willing to bet his dueling deck that Maurice was not going for the first option.

But even if he did answer the question, what guarentee did he have that he wouldn't get hurt? Maurice didn't like the thought of it when he first woke, didn't like the answer in the shower, so he wouldn't like the answer now. Where was the bright side of this? Either way it went there was still a punishment. But he didn't have to answer Maurice if he didn't talk...but the 'force' might be harsher.

Syrus shook his head, bitting down on his bottom lip. He wasn't going to speak, he wasn't.

"You don't really need to answer that you know?" Maurice asked, his tone as casual as a 'hello' to a friend. "You told me earlier. I just, I don't know, didn't want to believe it to be true."

Maurice walked towards Syrus, the other boy taking a step back. Maurice stood in front of him, lifted his hand, and slowly placed it on Syrus' cheek. Syrus inhaled sharply, raising his head to look the other in his eyes. Sadness. Heart piercing sadness coated his eyes, though there was something else Syrus couldn't decifer.

"I love you, you know? I love you so much it hurts..." Maurice confessed, wrapping his arms around Syrus and falling to his knees, buring his head in the smaller boys chest.

A hollow pit of horror filled Syrus' stomach. He felt the same way about Jaden!

Tears started to form in Syrus' eyes, as his arms wrapped around the other boy. Why? Because he felt the same, though for a different person? Because the other was trying to grasp something that will never be his? Because he felt sorry for the boy whom'd kidnapped him?

"I don't want to give you up Syrus. I want you for myself," Maurice whispered to the bluenette, dropping his arms to his sides.

"I want you, mind, body, and heart."

Syrus let go of Maurice, stepping away from him, his feelings of empathy now feelings of fear.

Maurice stood to his feet, his head lowered.

"I don't want to share you. I want you to myself. I want your whole heart Syrus, even if I have to steal it!" Maurice's tone was harsh, though none of it reached his face. He wore a face of utter peace, though his eyes showed the conflict of emotions. He closed his eyes, and opened them, a smile on his face.

"Syrus?" He asked, reaching behind him, "Can I have it? Your heart?"

He outstreached his arm, with a flick a switchblade revealed itself.

"If I can steal your heart, even from you, then I know that no one but me can have it," Maurice smiled at the horrified teen, "If I can, then I'll know that we're forever meant to be."

Maurice lunged at Syrus, switchblade first. Syrus ducked, the other flying over his head. Syrus stood tall and ran out of the room, running down the long hall.

"Syrus?" Maurice asked loudly, his voice echoing in Syrus' ears, "Give me your heart?"

'Help me!' Syrus yelled in his head as he ran, 'Help me!'

Jaden stopped walking, his body seemingly frozen. A shiver of fear prickled down his spine.

"Jaden? You okay?" Chumley asked the brunette, "You don't look so hot."

Zane and Alexis, who had been a couple of steps ahead, stopped and turned.

"Jaden?" Alexis asked, walking back towards said boy.

Jaden didn't move.

"Jaden!"

'That distorted voice again!'

"Ja...den..."

'It's clearing up!'

"Jaden!"

'Sy?'

Jaden blinked, the dream he once had flashing before his eyes. The voice, the tears, ...the blood.

"We gotta find Syrus, and fast!" Jaden yelled, running up the beaten path the four found earlier.

Zane, Chumley, and Alexis looked at eachother with questionable eyes, before running after Jaden.

'Don't worry Sy,' Jaden thought to himself as he ran, 'We're on our way!'

Syrus panted heavily as he leaned against a wall. He had to fight Maurice off a couple of times already, and he was tired! He looked into the darkness of the hallway. No sign of Maurice.

"Syrus..." He whispered in the darkness. "Syrus...Syrus..."

Syrus inhaled deeply, the whispers comming closer.

'This isn't happening! This is just some horror movie induced nightmare that I'll wake up from shortly! It's just a nightmare!'

"Syrus...Syrus..." The whispering grew, "I can hear it...I can hear my treasure. I can hear the beating of your heart!"

Syrus covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes wide in fear. Low whimpers came from his mouth as butterflies fluttered wildly in his stomach. His breath came in shallow and rapid, a cold sweat engulfed him as if he were swimming in ice.

"Syrus..."

Syrus wanted to run, but he was so tired, and his legs felt like someone cemented them to the floor. His mind screamed at him to run, but his body just couldn't comply.

"Syrus..."

And then it became quiet. No whispers, no footsteps, nothing.

Syrus looked around to see if Maurice could be seen. Nothing. It was too dark, and to turn on a light would be to risky. Syrus just stood on the wall, not moving. A white light suddenly burst in his eyes, blinding him. He blinked rapidly, until his eyes adjusted. The halls were now lit up with the lights from the ceiling. He sighed with relief when he saw no sign of Maurice. He turned to face before him.

A slient scream left his mouth as he saw Maurice standing.

"Now Syrus," Maurice smiled, raising the switchblade, "your heart belongs to me."

Syrus closed his eyes tightly as Maurice swung down. After a minute of feeling no pain, however, did he open his eyes. He saw Maurice at the wall, trying to snatch the switchblade from the wall.

"What the hell were you doing?" an angry voice yelled from behind Syrus at Maurice.

Syrus gasped at the voice, slowly turning his head to the person.

Red jacket, chestnut eyes, short, thick brown hair...

Syrus gasped, eyes wide. It wasn't who he thought it was, was it?

"Are you okay Sy?" He asked, his voice and expression full of concern.

Tears began to form in Syrus' eyes, a smile growing on his face. It was him! It was!

"Jaden!"