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Spell bound

He was spell bound. The blood painted a pretty picture. Humans have a strange, sick fascination with blood. The walls were covered in it but He didn't care. He saw it as a work of art. He was spell bound. Yes that's the word for it. Spell Bound.

Kanda's Point Of View

I walked up to Allen's door and knocked loudly. "Oi! Moyashi!" I yelled when no one answered. It was eerily quiet when I opened the door. I walked in and looked around. I saw holes in the floor, like a gun had been fired.

The living room was a mess. "Allen?!" I yelled again, hoping nothing had happened to him. I walked down the stairs and the scene that greeted me was horrible. There, against the wall, strung up by chains was Allen.

He was deathly pale and his shirt was torn and bloodied. His chest was covered in cuts and slashes, as though he had been whipped. "So this is what he was talking about" I thought to myself, horrified.

Blood was pooling at his feet and his head hung low. I quickly found the lever that released him and I caught him tenderly. "Allen? Allen please wake up." I said, panicking slightly.

Halfway out to my car, he groaned softly. "Thank God. Allen. Allen can you hear me?" I asked, gently setting him down on the front seat of my car.

"K-Kanda? What happened?" I pulled him closer to me. "I don't know but we have to get you cleaned up." He fell unconscious again and I drove him to my house. I gently bandaged him and cleaned him up, and then I laid him down on my bed, curling up beside him, in hopes that I could warm him up.

LATER IN THE DAY/EVENING(Not really sure)

I woke up and found that Allen was snuggled into my side. I sighed. He was okay. He shifted closer to me, tangling his legs with mine. He yawned softly and opened sleepy eyes to look at me.

"I'm sorry about the date." He said pouting. "We can go another time. It's not a big deal." I said gruffly. "Really?" He asked, and I watched as his eyes lit up.

I nodded. "Thank you Kanda!" He said excitedly, wrapping his arms around me.

"So Allen. What…happened?" I asked him quietly. He buried his head into my shoulder. "I came home and Cross beat me again. He won't be back for a while so I'll be fine to go home again." He said, his voice sounding muffled because he had his head on my shoulder.

"No. You're staying with me." I said firmly, pulling him closer to me. His eyes widened. "Are you sure?" I smiled at him. (Oh my cheese! Kanda the cold hearted actually smiled! He really is a human!) "Yes because I want you to stay safe. I live alone so it's okay." I said.

"Thank you so much!" He said, pouncing on me. "Oi! What are you doing!" I yelled as he straddled my waist. Then he leaned down and kissed me. I pulled back and asked "Are you hungry?" He nodded eagerly and jumped up, running down the hall. I shook my head and followed him…

Allen's Point of View

Kanda was letting me stay with him! I was really excited. Though he didn't look very happy. Then again this is Kanda we are talking about. I glad that he found me when he did. I would have died if he hadn't.

One thing I don't understand is why didn't he run away? He's still here, even though he saw me at my worst. Maybe he really does love me. I hope so because I think I fell for him already. Right now he was making me some food.

I sighed and smiled slightly as I watched him cook. His long hair was out of its usual ponytail and it hung loosely around his waist. "Why is he so cute?" I thought to myself as he flipped the pancakes that he was making.

I couldn't explain why I wasn't mad at Cross. All I felt now was sympathy for him. I used to think that if I could become stronger than him and if I fought back that maybe I would feel better and I would escape.

I used to hate him but now I can't hate him. Suddenly there was an arm wrapped around my waist and I gasped. "Allen? Are you okay? You looked like you were a thousand miles away." I smiled slightly.

"I'm fine I was just thinking about some things." I said, wrapping my arms around him and hugging him. "I hope you're okay Allen. You don't have to lie to me you know." He said, setting a plate of pancakes down on the counter.

"I know." I said quietly. I couldn't understand this feeling in my chest. I was scared for the future. I didn't know what might happen if Cross found out about this. Because one thing I knew for sure. He would still try to find me because to him, I was still his property.

Owner

I have an owner.

He does not care.

If I scream or pull my hair.

He does not own me.

Not really you see.

But I can't escape him, that's what hurts me.

He beats me and bruises me.

He beats me till I bleed.

The scars that are on my chest are from both him and even me.

I'm not sure why he does it.

I'm not sure why I do too.

But finally I have escaped him.

I made it out of that living Hell.

I have found a new safe place.

I hope he does not find me.

And if he does oh well.

Because he is my owner.

I think everyone can tell.

Hey guys! Did you like the chapter? I hope so! Sorry I haven't written in a while but I've been really busy with my summer plans. Pathfinders! And this guy is really bugging me :( I can't like him but I do :( Any who… I hope you review for my story! Share it around to your friends! Thanks!