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A/N - I'm tired of work, and of thinking, and of stressing... I can't be doing with this much stress... but still – I'm here – finally – and able to type up a new chapter. It has taken me till now to get a few spare hours in to complete this... stress! Argh! Anyway, here is chapter 23, a bit late, but still... Enjoy!


Closeted Secrets

His back pressed into the wall as he realized that Kevin had backed him into a corner. No other easy escape, not unless he wanted to try and push Kevin away from him - but there was not way that he could do that, he may have gotten stronger since his childhood days, but he could in no way match the strength of the muscular boy who trapped him.

"So... I think it's time for my payment... Don't you?" Chestnut eyes flashed with fire and determination. These things were so much easier during the heat of the moment - things that seemed so difficult when he was back at home, planning and rehearsing them suddenly became so effortless. He closed in on his prey, smiling at the panicked expression that had worked its way onto his face. This is what it was all about. There was no real pleasure in any of his plans, save for this bit.

The thrill of the chase was all that mattered.

"What... What are you going to do?" Double D tried to remain calm, but found it impossible. His voice wavered with every word, hitched with every breath. It felt as though his legs were going to fall away from him at any moment, though maybe that would not be such a bad thing. If he were to slip away, fall into unconsciousness as a result of the panic and the stress that had pushed through his veins for what had seemed like days, at least he would not be here, subject to whatever Kevin was planning.

"Me? I'm not going to do anything, in fact..." Kevin's arm shot out, grasping Double D's shoulder tightly "I'm not even here right now..." His smile widened as he leaned in close, drawing himself further into the boy's cowering form. "At least, that's what you're going to tell anyone who asks..." He lifted his hand from the boy's shoulder, instead using it to grip the side of his cheek, fingers twisting into the stray locks of hair that still surfaced from underneath the hat, His palm resting just beneath his chin, giving him complete control.

Double D took one last step backward, pressing himself even further to the wall, the back of his arm brushing against one of the many smears of jam that Ed had left behind yesterday. Instinctively his attention snapped to the sticky mess that now adorned his arm, looking down to clarify exactly what that substance was, only for his head to be pulled back to it's previous position by Kevin's strong hand.

"I wouldn't worry about a little thing like that if I were you... trust me... by the time I'm finished with you you'll never feel clean again" Double D's eyes widened in shock as Kevin suddenly drew forward, crushing Double D's lips with his own.

Trapped. The only emotion, the only feeling reeling through Double D's mind. The only word that flashed constantly before his eyes. Trapped. Trapped by Kevin's larger body into the corner of his own kitchen, Trapped by the hand that gripped the side of his face, the fingers that had entwined themselves in his hair. Trapped by the rough chill of Kevin's kiss. Memories of the night before, of this very feeling of suffocation that had made it so hard for him to breathe played through his emotions, reminding him of everything Eddy had done. Double D found it easy to despise Kevin for those feelings, so why had he found it so difficult to condemn Eddy?

Kevin's eyes opened as he heard a faint, unintentional whimper from the boy pressed against him Suddenly this wasn't so much fun anymore. He pushed Double D away from him, sending him crashing back into the wall, and quickly turned away, not wanting to reveal the guilt, the remorse that had overcome his features. He could not afford any signs of weakness now.

"That's all... for now. See you real soon..." Kevin hurried from the room, making sure not to give in to his urge to turn back and see just how Double D had reacted. He could not bear to see the pain etched into those emerald eyes, not if he had any hopes of being able to carry on with any of his plans, it would be so much easier if he just left without a second glance.

Double D watched in silence as Kevin walked out of the doorway, finding that he was no longer capable of processing any emotion. He had no tears left to cry, and yet, he could not summon any anger. He just slumped to the floor, watching Kevin's shadow move out of sight through glass eyes.

Emotions usually came so easily to him.


And that is where I shall leave it for tonight as I have a huge English essay still to write (yes, fan fiction comes first – then English lit A levels... My priorities are flawless.) I apologize if this chapter seems kinda crappy compared to my usual standards – maybe it's just me and my stress that is making me paranoid... or maybe I just haven't had the time I'd usually have to perfect it. Either way I found this an extremely difficult chapter to write, so please be gentle -looks pleading-

I do have another twist to add into this plot – but I'm hesitant to do it – coz it is cruel and nasty, and shows me as being mean to my characters... but it fits so perfectly with the mood of the fic... hmmmm... I'll have to do some soul searching... till next time!