D.i.s.c.l.a.m.e.r.

The world described in this fictional story and it's characters belong to JCV. I have no rights.

01 - Farewell.

Pulling the dark hair from his sight, a young boy shivered. He covered himself with a light sheet. He had felt that temperature in his room went down a few degrees. He also became surprised, when he realized that the window in his room could have been opened. There was no other reason for the appearance of fresh air, which was quite easy to notice. The strangest thing was that he had remembered closing it for the night and he was also sure that none of his parents came to open it.

His mother never got out of bed - at least the boy had never seen her standing on her own feet. She was always in her bedroom - lying in front of the TV with a pack of pills on the table next to her bed - never interested in anything that would be connected with the family. If you could call it a family of course.

The boy, who was actually less than ten years old, had also a father, who was a very busy man and never had time to speak properly to his son. To be honest actually, the man hated his son since his birth made him marry the boy's mother and caused a life filled with work, which could help affording everything what they all needed to survive.

One of the things that his father had bought him once was a teddy bear, later called Shmee, which the boy was hugging tightly at that moment, remembering his neighbor who had stabbed his toy with a kitchen knife when they first met. That memory made the boy shiver much more and it even had caused a small attack of panic, which ended with short and silent squeaks of fear. Right after that the fresh air disappeared and the room returned to it's quiet and dark atmosphere making the little boy even more frightened.

"Someone's in the room." he thought and instantly felt a cold hand on his head. It was going down his hair quite gently. Despite it, the boy almost screamed and his eyes filled with tears as the hand went slowly on his cheek.

"No need to be afraid, Squee." a sharp but also a friendly voice loomed up from the darkness making the boy squeak a little louder. He knew whom that the voice belonged to. He even had a flashback of his neighbor with a knife stabbing his favorite teddy bear without a particular reason. It made him open his eyes for a moment.

"Just to make sure" he whispered and only caught a glimpse of the man he was afraid of since they first met when he was five.

"It's all right." the black haired man smiled a little and tried to look as normal as he could. It wasn't as easy as he thought. It could have been good but he had forgotten to wash his hands before visiting the boy. Squee almost screamed when a drop of blood landed on his face. He was shivering both with cold and fear even when his visitor kept smiling at him. "Shh. I didn't come to hurt you. Please, don't cry." that helped a little since the boy was used to a sinister image of his neighbor and at that moment the man was looking quite nice and almost friendly. Except for the blood on his hands, which was instantly wiped by a white t-shirt, he found on the floor of Squee's room.

"Johnny." little boy whispered trying to call the man's name out loud but it was impossible for him at that moment. He was unable to speak in the right way but it only caused a smirk on his guest's face.

"Yeah. It's me. I'm sorry I scared you, I know I've been terrible to you since the past few years." he looked at the teddy bear which was still hugged by the boy "And to Shmee too. I'm sorry." he raised his hand and pat the toy and a few seconds later he did that to the boy causing a cute laugh. "Well, I came just to..." he made a pause after hearing a voice he had not recognized.

"Todd? What's going on?" it was a hard and very impolite sound - no signs of love in it for sure. Johnny instantly felt a lot of hate in that person's voice and got a bit worried when he saw Squee crying silently.

"It's dad." explained the boy with a quiet snort and tried to look at Johnny but the man wasn't there. Scared that his visitor left, Todd shivered a little as he heard his dad reaching his room. The man entered the place and tried to say something to the frightened child but at that same time he got hit by a lamp - right in the back of his head and fell on the floor. Squee almost cried when his dad's hand grabbed his arm like a last hope of rescue.

"Don't worry." Johnny smirked nicely "He's unconscious. And I hope that he remains like that for the next couple of minutes." he added sitting himself on the boy's bed. He was also surprised when little Squee left his teddy bear and hugged his neighbor. "What are you..?"

"You're better than Shmee." the boy smiled cutely while hiding his face in the man's shirt "And you stopped daddy from hitting me." he added silently and Johnny nodded.

"I just hope you will manage without me being here." Nny's fingers touched some of Todd's hair and then went back to their owner's shoulder. He instantly answered little boy's scared eyes aimed at him "I'm leaving, Squee."

"Where?" asked Todd and in a moment he felt like he was losing his protector. Despite being a mass murderer Johnny was really the only person who at least cared a little about him. And he had never hurt him. Todd clenched his fingers harder, holding Nny's shirt "Don't go." he whispered in a frightening way like he was about to die of sadness "I need you." he added in a second after that.

"I'm sorry Squee. I need to disappear." Nny had explained in an overall way, which did not satisfied Squee, but he didn't say anything. He was just holding to his neighbor and suddenly the man noticed that his shirt became wet. "Why are you crying?" he asked in a kind of shock since he had not seen anyone cry because of him. At least not in a non-painful cry. "Is it because I won't be here?" the little boy nodded and answered:

"I'm gonna miss you, Nny."

"Now, now..." he hugged the boy a little trying to be gentle "You'll forget. Everyone does."

"I won't" Todd shook his head and looked at Nny with his big brown eyes saying 'I will be waiting'.

Johnny also shook his head and gave the boy a nice smile, while putting Todd back to his bed and covering with the sheet that was lying on the floor.

"Go to sleep, Squee. You're dad will wake up in a while so..." he made a pause and pulled a knife out of his pocket "Well, I could just kill him and..."

"No." Todd's squeak broke Nny's monologue. Johnny smiled ironically and sat on the windowsill leaving the boy alone in his bed.

"He should be thankful. Be aware that you've saved his life." the man whispered having no idea if Squee had heard him. "Bye." he said a little louder and disappeared in the darkness of the night which was at it's middle. Todd sniffed, closing his eyes. In a moment later his father stood up and gave his son a vicious look, which little Todd knew quite good. This stare made him think that he would be happy anywhere but not at home. He also thought that he'd like to live with Nny who was the only person worth trusting. He wasn't like the other people and that's why he was so special. Squee sighted and tried to fall asleep thinking that he would wait for Johnny no matter what happens.