Hey guys, I'm backies! Sorry for the long absence. First, I had writer's block, and then my family had to move. So, now that everything has calmed down a bit, I thought that it would be a good time to start writing again. I'm actually not sure what this next chapter is going to be about, so blame all weirdness on my being spontaneous. Anyway, to the replies of reviews!
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Airatainted: For some reason, it seemed right to run Paul evil. I mean, look at Paul and then look at Dr. Garrets, there's a resemblance! And no, I'm not crazy, I swear! (lol)
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Disclaimer: See Ch. 1-5
Pairing: TxC
Chapter 6: Emotion and Tears
December 25th, 12:00pm.
"Well, thanks, Ms. Blake for letting me stay the night. I had a fun time." Colin stood outside the door of Tory's house, smiling shyly at Ms. Blake. He was wearing his new turtleneck, jeans, and boots.
She smiled and patted his head, "Sure thing, Colin, you're welcome anytime." Suddenly, Colin was pulled into a tight hug, "Whenever you need us, we'll be here, ok?"
Colin nodded, blushing. He looked passed Tory's mom, to Tory, who was standing a few feet behind her, kind of glancing at him every now and then.
"Tory?" He blushed again.
"Yeah?"
"Um… see you at school. And thanks for today." His blush deepened.
Tory blushed as well and cleared his throat, "R-Right. You're welcome."
As soon as the front door was closed, Tory's raced to the window and peeked out, watching Colin jump down the stairs, smiling at the 'crunch' sound that the snow made. After looking both ways, the short black haired boy crossed the street and nervously stood in front of the steps to his house. Slowly, and almost painfully, he walked up the steps, no longer enjoying the crunching sounds under his feet. The door swung open and Dr. Garrets stepped out. Words were exchanged and Colin stepped into the house, quickly followed by an angry doctor.
Tory wanted to follow Colin, to stop what he knew was bound to happen, but as smart as he was, he didn't know how.
-Inside Colin's place-
As quickly as possible, Colin raced up stairs, ignoring the yelling of the doctor. He opened and closed the door to his room with just enough time to squeeze through the opening. Immediately, he knew something was wrong. One of his cats was missing, one of the kittens. He darted around the room, looking under his bed, under his desk, in his closet, and everywhere else he could think of, but the kitten was gone.
Colin collapsed on the bed, biting his lip to fight back the tears. A few of his cats jumped onto the bed and cuddled around Colin, and he snuggled against them for comfort. His chest tightened and his breath became labored. He lifted himself off the bed and stood, looking up at the ceiling, trying to calm himself.
His bedroom door swung open, making a loud 'slam' as it hit the wall. Dr. Garrets and Paul stood outside the room, the kitten held by Paul. It mewed sadly, but was ignored. Colin looked at the kitten, a look of horror and surprise on his face.
"Colin... we have to talk." Dr. Garrets said, "I've brought you up as if you were my own, and now look what you've done. Everything I taught you, defied. That Tory boy isn't good for you, and I know how you feel about him. Do you know what that makes you?"
Colin's breaths quickened.
"It makes you gay, Colin. And do you know what that means? You must be taught to repress your emotions… all of them. I don't want you to be gay, straight, or anything of the sort. Love is nothing in the world today." Dr. Garrets put on some plastic gloves and took the kitten from Paul, "Because of your foolish feelings, this kitten will suffer."
The doctor took the kitten's left back leg between his index finger and thumb and stared into Colin's eyes, "You wouldn't…" Tears formed in Colin's eyes, "Don't…"
"It's your fault, Colin." A snap echoed through the room, followed by the kitten's blood curdling cry. Colin took quick deep breaths as adrenaline pumped through his body, bringing his into a relapse. He clutched at his chest, coughing and wheezing, staring into the eyes of the doctor. Tears fell down his cheeks and he stepped to run at Dr. Garrets, but Paul glided into the room. Fist connected with stomach, sending Colin to the ground, hunched over and coughing even more.
Paul lifted Colin to his knees and lifted his head so that he was looking at Dr. Garrets and the kitten, "Colin." Dr. Garrets began, "Emotions are evil. You crying tells me that you need to be taught, and to teach, drastic measures must be taken. If you promise to forget about Tory, then I will spare this cat, but if I see you even looking at Tory, I will do what must be done."
"I…" Colin started, but he coughed, cutting him off. He took a deep breath, "I can't… forget about him…"
"Why not?"
"Because…"
"Because why?"
"I… I love him…"
The doctor grimaced and quickly snapped the neck of the kitten. Colin's breath caught in his throat and he began going into shock. His body fought to get out of Paul's grip as the dead kitten fell to the floor, even though his mind was completely blank.
"Forget about Tory, Colin. It's your fault this happened… it's your fault." Paul whispered into Colin's ear and took a needle from his pocket, "Tory is no one. Emotions are useless and only bring pain." He stuck the needle into Colin's neck and injected a clear liquid into him. Colin stopped fighting, his eyes closed, and his body went limp in Paul's arms.
Gently, Paul lifted Colin and put him on the bed, then stripped him of the clothes he got for Christmas and dressed him in his regular nightclothes. As he left the room, he took the dead kitten and wrapped it in the clothes, then threw them all out.
When Colin woke up, many things would be different.
Sorry, this is a kind of short chapter. I didn't have a lot of time, and I didn't want to go on just yet. I shall torture you guys with this for now ;; R&R! -glomps-