Through most of that week, I avoided both my parents and the Cenobites. It shocked me that Chatterer kissed me that night. I was afraid to see what the other Cenobites would say if they found out or saw it in my head. They'd probably torture me or hold it against me for a long time.

The morning after Mom was attacked, I learned that the baby was all right. They still made it clear that they wouldn't forgive me for making Chatterer appear. I didn't bother to protest and say that it was an accident, because they'd argue with me again.

I did a lot of chores and errands before the Monday I had to go to court. I was all right with it because I didn't have to speak to any of the Cenobites or my parents.

Saturday came, making it two days until I would most likely be taken to jail after the trial. I admit that I'll probably go to jail. I think even the judge would believe everyone over my words. I probably deserved this for not maning up and accepting my fate as a toy for the Cenobites in Hell. Jail, prison, or even the death penalty were what I deserved for taking a bunch of demons around town to kill the people I disliked.

I sat in my room and kept thinking of this until I saw a dark figure in the corner of my eye. I looked over to see Female standing there.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Besides avoiding us, I have a message for you."

"What kind of message?"

"Nothing you need to be afraid. It's just something to do until you go to court."

"Okay. What's the message then?"

"You are to be in Hell for your last day of freedom. You will still be escorted around by a chain but you do need to do something for us."

"What do I need to do? Bring another body?"

"No. You need to wear nothing but leather."

"That's all?"

"That's all. And if you avoid us tomorrow, we'll drag you by chains."

"Okay." She disappeared with a little smirk on her face. I wasn't sure why I needed to wear leather tomorrow while vengering into Hell. But, more importantly, what was going to happen tomorrow? Was Chatterer going to try and kiss me again? Was this just a trap for getting put in jail so soon? I had to know before I got into trouble with them.

I searched my closet for anything leather and found only two things: My leather vest I got for my birthday from Dad, and some leather pants I bought but never wore except two times (Samantha said she wouldn't want to stand next to me in public if I wore them). I laid those down on my bed for tomorrow and went to sleep, wondering what awaited me in Hell.

That next day in the afternoon

I sat in my room wearing the leather vest and pants. I looked at myself in the mirror after I put them on, and thought I looked gay. I thought so since I wasn't wearing anything under the vest. It sort of showed how flat and pale my chest was from years of no working out and being out of the sun. I still looked gay, though.

I sat there waiting for almost half an hour until my room grew colder and I wasn't sitting on my bed. Instead, I was sitting on a bunch of stones. In front of me, there was Chatterer and Female with the long chain as my leash.

"Where's Pinhead and Butterball?" I asked.

"They're not really interested in what we're going to do. Besides, Pinhead doesn't really approve of what happened the other night." Crap! So they do already know about that.

"Don't worry about them," Female continued, "Today, you and Chatterer are going to get to know a little more about each other."

"What? You mean this is a date?"

"If that's what you want to call it."

"But, I've already got a girlfriend-"

"Honestly, Korey. Since when have you felt much for that girl?" I was quiet for a moment. It's true that I haven't really been feeling much attraction towards Samantha for a great while now. She's been more of a friend than a girlfriend.

"Well, why are you with him if this is our date?"

"I'm going to help translate his words for you. All he can do is chatter his teeth but all the Cenobites understand what he's saying. Since Pinhead and Butterball didn't care to get involved with this, I decided to help out."

"Why are you doing this anyways?"

"Let's just say, Chatterer and I are very close friends."

"Okay." Chatterer looped the hook under the collar, tugged it slightly to see if it was secure, and we started walking around.

For almost an hour, Chatterer and I talked and, comes to find out, we have a lot in common. I felt a little more comfortable around him and even started holding his hand. I didn't realize I did that until I looked down and saw that. I thought about quickly taking it away but it occured to me that he wasn't moving his hand away.

Then, we came to this dark alley-looking place. There was no one around and the dark shadows of the alley seemed to hide us the further we walked in.

"You know what this place is called?" Female asked.

"No."

"This is our version of your 'Lover's Lane.'" My heart pounded at the words she told me. I was becoming quite scared because I didn't know if I was going to be raped or something.

"What's wrong?" Female chuckled, "You don't really think a Cenobite's going to rape you for no reason, do you?"

"How should I know? That's what most people do on Lover's Lane, right? Kiss, make out, and have sex?"

"Not everyone does that, you know? You judge us too much."

"Sorry."

"I'll leave you two alone for awhile." She walked away, my heart pounding against my rib cage. I was really hoping that Female was right and that I wasn't going to end up raped.

I felt Chatterer's hands on my neck and taking the hook from behind my collar. I heard a clank as the hook hit the ground along with the chain dropping with it. I was pressed against the wall softly, his hands traveling from my shoulders to the back of my head.

I felt his teeth on my lips again and he was pressing the back of my head towards his to make us closer. I decided to finally get into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck. This felt right even if we were both males. This kiss was more enjoying than Samantha's ever were. I'm not sure how this could get any better.

Probably reading my mind, Chatterer opened up his mouth and slipped his tongue into my mouth. My tongue went inside his and started exploring. Although, it wasn't long until we started tongue wrestling each other. It was such a wonderful experience for me. I was always afraid of doing this with Samantha because I thought she'd get turned on and then start wanting to have sex. Yes, sex is the whole problem with our relationship.

I moaned softly into his mouth as he pulled away, our mixed saliva running down the corner of my lip. He then lifted my head up and started licking the right side of my neck. My breathing became heavy the more he licked and I knew that I would die in complete pleasure from this man.

He began to unbotton my vest and lick my chest a bit until Female came back and saw what was happening. She giggled, making us look up at her.

"I'm sorry to ruin your fun but Korey needs some rest before the trial tomorrow." I looked down at the ground in disappointment. During this make out session, I completely forgot about everything that happened. I forgot I had two parents that hated me, an unborn sibling that will be taught to hate me as well, a trial that will lead me to more misery, and a girlfriend. Samantha slipped my mind the moment Chatterer and I started to kiss.

I kissed Chatterer on the lips before I was forced back into my bedroom. But, in my bedroom was a face I did not want to see tonight.