Once again, these characters belong to the Lord and Master…

No, not Foamy….. JHONEN!

THIS CHAPTER WAS INSPIRED BY A FANART BY IRKENVAMPYER777. LINK TO ARTWORK IN MY HOMEPAGE!!!!

Chapter 14: The Good Left Undone

Todd trailed after Johnny and the flailing Joey Anderson. "Mr. C, please! Don't hurt me! You're my idol!" Joey wailed, thrashing in Johnny's tight grip. They reached a small wooden door, and Johnny kicked it open. Todd looked at the man's face. His eyes burned with fire as if it were burning from the inner depths of his soul.

Johnny threw the boy into a chair and tied him to it. He pushed the chair back against the wall, and drew a knife from the wall. He put his one foot up on the edge of the chair and swaggered the knife to about three inches from the teenager's nose. Todd was at a loss of words, his heart leaping in his stomach.

"I said… what were you doing to Squee?" Johnny repeated, teasing the knife closer.

Joey squirmed, "He knocked me over with a door. I was just getting even." Johnny lowered his brow and teased the knife again. Then, he stood, removing his foot from the chair. He kept the boy tied tight enough for what little breath he could get, and walked towards Todd, poking the end of his left pointer finger with the sharp point of the knife.

"I'm sorry you have to witness this, Todd," Johnny sighed, running a finger down the boy's cheek. It was ice cold, a clue that Johnny wasn't entirely in his right mind. He always got like this when facing another kill.

Todd smiled warmly, "Do what you must." Johnny turned away and headed back to Joey, who squirmed even more, gasping for air.

"Mr. C. Please… Why are you protecting Casil? You never told me why," he begged.

"Squee has been my neighbor for all his life. He's had worse off a life than you possibly could wrap your brain around, you fat fuck. Both of us have. You want to be like me, well, you just can't," Johnny snickered, pointing the knife at Joey once again, "You don't want to, to be completely honest. To have to deal with you pathetic wastes of flesh every day, it's hell. The only person that I can deal with is Squee. He's different." Johnny looked back at Todd, who was blushing red like a cherry.

'You tell him, Nny,' Todd thought, smiling wider than he ever thought possible. He covered it up with his extra large red sleeves, and giggled to himself. How desperate he was to join in, but he kept back, because Johnny wouldn't allow it.

Yet, Johnny just cut off the boy's left hand (he was a righty anyway, so he can still survive), and let him go with a warning. This was rather odd, so Todd wanted to find out why.

Todd walked over and sat down on the now empty, wooden chair, "Amazing restraint, Nny. Why didn't you go through with it?"

'He probably wouldn't understand. I don't, really,' Johnny thought, biting his lip, 'Oh God he's making that face! Dodge it! Drop the subject!' Johnny twitched, "How about we go up and paint, Todd. Enough talk about this for the day."

"But I want to know," Todd teased, puling Johnny to him by his hand, "Please."

"Todd," Johnny laughed, pulling the boy out of the chair, "Let's go upstairs, okay? Don't make me do anything drastic."

"Like what?" Todd toyed, pulling slightly at his love's arm once again.

"Squeegee," Johnny teased, backing the teen against the wall, "Please drop it."

"Johnny…." Todd begged, "I'll go upstairs with you if you give me an answer. Now."

Johnny knew Todd wouldn't listen to him like this, but he didn't want to give away anything about his reasoning, so he decided to do the one thing he knew would get Todd to drop the subject. He slacked his arms, which pinned the boy to the wall, and inched closer to the quivering body.

"Johnny?" Todd gasped, as the man nuzzled his head in the teen's neck, 'Since when was he like this… oh wait. It's my fault. Heh.'

"What, Squeegee?" Johnny asked, drawing Todd's hair back with his hand, and looking at the boy's blushing face. Todd was basically melting under such treatment. 'Now I know his weakness,' Johnny snickered to himself, 'Oh what fun…'

"Are you ever going to answer me?" Todd asked, trying to keep himself from showing his emotions. This situation was driving him mad, but he knew that he had to stand his ground.

"Nope," Johnny chuckled, nibbling a bit at Todd's ear. Todd was about to cave, but he wanted so badly to win, so he tried to peel Johnny off, but the man persisted. Johnny moved down to Todd's shoulder, and took a bit down, piercing the flesh. He was going to irk every nerve in the teen's body until he gave up.

Todd moaned at the feel of Johnny, but didn't want to lose this fight. He peeled Johnny off slowly, and a bit saddened, pulled up the shoulder of his shirt, "Then I'll see you tomorrow?" He went for the door, but before he turned the knob, looked back deviously at his love.

"Alright, alright. You win."

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You smile while you're twisting the knife in my stomach until everything is gone – (+44)