Chapter 21
Dan POV
This can't be happening. Dan thought as he gasped and moaned uncontrollably.
After Dan* had so 'kindly' stripped him of his clothes he proceeded with engulfing Dan's dick in his mouth. Dan let out a yelp of surprise and immediately began feeling it. With each little suck and lick Dan felt himself getting harder and harder; moans getting increasingly louder. But Dan didn't want this, he was afraid.
"I-imposter AH- S-st-STOP!" Dan begged as the tears continued to fall. "YOU'RE SCARING ME, SO STOP YOU ASS!" Dan managed to finally screech.
Dan* merely glanced up at Dan's face, continuing to suck like a child would a lollipop. This elicited another moan, causing Dan* to smirk cockily.
"You say you're afraid and don't want this but look at yourself. You're a blushing, moaning mess. You know what I think Dan? I think that you're getting some sick enjoyment out of this. You're just a slut put here for my enjoyment." Dan* chuckled as he moved up to place a kiss on Dan's chapped lips, stroking Dan's penis simultaneously.
Dan moaned into Dan's* mouth, granting him full access to the area. Dan couldn't speak anymore, he hardly felt like it anyways. Dan* had completely crushed every last bit of happiness that Dan had left; which hadn't been all that much in the first place.
Dan* POV
Dan* slipped his tongue in, angry, yet guilty at what he was doing to the man he supposedly adored. Ah, who was Dan* fooling? There wasn't any point trying to sugarcoat it. Dan*, from the first moment, had planned this. Revenge is a powerful force. Dan* wormed his way into the black heart of the man currently moaning beneath him, only to be crushing any illusions Dan may have been harboring.
"I think you're ready for the grand finale Dan, don't you?" Dan* smiled sweetly before flipping Dan onto his stomach.
"NO! I-imposter I...I can't take it, I couldn't take it." Dan plead. "I thought you loved me."
"Aw, come now Dan, none of that. I know I am quite the actor but you should have been smart enough to know that you were, and still are, about as important to me as a piece of dog shit." Dan* sneered and roughly slammed into Dan's entrance. The last thing heard was a loud scream, followed by absolute silence.
Dan* stood up, admiring his work. There was blood splattered over a great portion of the bed. Dan* didn't feel like cleaning up just yet and head for the bathroom to take a hot shower.
Dan POV
Dan heard the door to the master bathroom close, and the shower spring to life. He didn't dare move until he was sure Dan* wasn't going to be exiting any time soon. A couple minutes passed and Dan decided that now was a good time to get the hell out of there.
How the hell am I going to get myself out of this? Dan pondered for a moment. Then something clicked in his brain.
Dan turned his head over to the nightstand. A lone cell phone sat on the table. It was Dan's*, but what did that matter. It could be just the thing Dan needed to get somewhere safe. Dan slid painfully to the head of the bed and grabbed the small device in his blood stained hand. A few seconds passed and the only number Dan had ever memorized had been entered.
Chris POV
Chris' cell phone began to ring. It was a number he didn't recognize, but he answered anyway, considering that there was a slight chance it was important.
"Hello?" Chris didn't hear a response at first, but then he hear it, and he was not happy.
"C-Chris *cough* I- I need you. Please hurry."
"Dan?" Chris softly spoke. "You sound awful, where are you!?" Chris knew he wouldn't like the answer.
"I-Imposter's house. I am going to try and get away f-from here. I don't exactly know which part of town he's in." Dan replied weakly.
"Alright Dan, buddy, just hold on. I'll have Elise track the location the call is being made from." Chris said, mustering all the enthusiasm he could into that statement.
Then there was just the dial tone on the other end. Chris knew Dan was in trouble, and if he didn't act quickly, Dan's life would most likely be in jeopardy.
"ELISE!" Chris yelled.
"What? What is it!?" Elise rushed into the room holding a blade of some sort. When she saw nothing was wrong she placed her hands on her hips, frowning at Chris.
"Did you need something? I thought you were being attacked or something!" Elise stated, clearly annoyed.
"Sorry honey, I need you to trace this number. Dan's in some serious trouble!" Chris quickly explained.
Elise's face turned into more of a scowl at the mention of Dan.
"Please honey! I am sorry for what I did, but right now Dan needs us! I don't want him to die, just like it would devastate me if anything were to happen to you." Chris whined.
Elise's face softened a bit, but the frown still sat on her face.
"Alright. But just this once. If anything like this happens again you're on your own!" Elise warned.
Chris couldn't help but smile at her. She could be so forgiving of him. Chris had never understood the how or why, he just knew that Elise had something special that most people didn't. Chris gave her a quick peck on the cheek and rushed to the garage where Elise kept her equipment.
"Thanks." Chris smiled lovingly at his wife.
"No problem." Elise returned a small smile of her own. "Now let's get started."