Escape From Hell
Chapter 6: Lead Me Away, Or Leave Me Lying Here
Utterson pulled Jekyll close as tears started in his eyes. Jekyll coughed and put a hand on the side of Utterson's neck and the silverette gently took hold of it. It was getting harder and harder not to break down now as blood got onto the 30 year old's hands and shirt. "Henry I'm so sorry... I never wanted this to happen..." Utterson's voice broke at the end as he started crying and Jekyll pulled him down to kiss him gently. The silverette kissed back and while distracting Utterson, Jekyll placed the silverette's hand on his exposed abdomen. The young master froze feeling something was different and looked at Jekyll with shock. "You're... Oh Henry why didn't you tell me...?" Utterson whispered softly before Jekyll coughed again. "I didn't know how too... You were so busy that I never had a chance too... Master, I love you... I love my master... until my..." Jekyll was crying by now, he was scared of what may happen to him and Utterson tried calming him down but it wasn't enough, he was crying too much to keep calm.
The two stayed there, Utterson had stayed even after Jekyll had passed. The silverette looked up hearing police officers and fought not to go with them, he screamed for Jekyll but he knew that it was hopeless. His love, his life, his everything had died that day. And he watched from inside the car as they drove off to home. Utterson wouldn't speak to anyone on the way there, and he wouldn't eat anything either. He had been broken that night and Utterson couldn't care enough if he had too, when he got home he leaned against the door and teared up knowing that his slave would never greet him when he came home again. Slowly walking upstairs Utterson wiped his eyes and then collapsed in bed before slowly falling asleep.
Utterson on woke up and looked around. Everything seemed the same. Or was it? He thought he heard footsteps and looked around before getting up and going downstairs. Jekyll was at the bottom of the stairs waiting for him and Utterson's heart stopped. Quickly he ran down and hugged Jekyll tightly as he cried softly and his slave kissed him softly before- Utterson awoke with a start. He got up and quickly went out to the hallway and looked down at the stairs. He lowered his head and let a tear streak down his face as he accepted what had happened. Jekyll was gone and he knew it, sadness was replaced by revenge and Utterson knew Scheisse had to pay. And he wouldn't stop until he got his slave back.