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Chapter Thirteen

Days passed and nothing happen. I was scared and restless and the handcuffs and bathroom were a nightmare. When would this end so the torture could start? I was resting on my cot, asleep when a guard woke me up. "I'm gonna let you out now. You ready??" He grunted.

It was strange too. No one around here had normal eyes, the were pitch black depths of evil. Nothing behind the eyes but coldness. It made me miss my home, but I knew I would never return there.

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We were traveling to the underworld and in three days we would be there so the three guardsmen would drop me off in the hands of Hades himself, I heard from ease dropping before they put me in the covered wagon, still in handcuffs, in a little cage. I struggled to get comfortable and we didn't even plan on leaving anytime soon, so I wasn't too comfortable. Hours later when I was so exhausted I couldn't see straight, the first guardsman sat in the front. But I had my back to him, and wasn't interested in turning to see what exactly he was doing that was taking so long.

I rode in silence.

Nothing really interested me, since I got my sentence. Sentenced to the underworld. I didn't have much to say. Honestly I kept telling myself it would be over soon, but when would it be over? After a fucking eternity? But anyways I wasn't being strong for myself,. But I was being strong more so because it was the only thing I knew.

I wasn't scared of what was going to happen to me, I was scared of how it was going to end, my life fell apart after that night I became a demon, and I didn't have time to think that was over… Was in string enough to take these guards and escape?

The thought tempted me. I didn't know I could die until about a week ago, but the reassuring thoughts that I could use my strength tempted me.

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Two days had passed. I didn't know if we where almost there not but I will starting to you hungry the tempting thought to breaking free tempting me the whole time and I did know if I should even try or bother or just accept my fate and just take my place in Underwood.

All of a sudden a loud rattling noise took over.l the covered wagon and we pulled over. I heard the guards mumbling to each other unsure if they should stop the wagon or not but we ended up pulling over.

Only one guard got out to see what it was.

After a moment of rattling there was a loud this noise and a scream. The guards looked at each other and one quickly climbed out to see what happen.

After a moment of silence there was nothing. No noise, no guard, no warning no anything.

So the guard begins the take off driving the wagon as fast as he could. What was going on? Could it be robbers this far out? No way. I'm not that lucky.

And then a loud thud noise came from above us as someone landed on top of the covered wagon speeding up. I look up at the shadowy figure walk towards the front of the wagon yanking the guard out in one quick motion before he could even scream he was gone.

The the wagon crawled to a stop.

Then the shadowy figures abruptly jumps down coming to the back of the wagon straight to me. Revealing it was the reaper, who saved me.

A//N:

THANK YOU GUYS FOR ALL YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT, SUMMER JUST STARTED AND I FORGOT SO IM CELEBRATING THIS BREAK AND I'M UPDATING TWICE THIS WEEK!! LEAVE ME A GOOD REVIEW ON GOOGLE, OKAY BYEEE.

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Chapter Twelve

We waited twenty minutes before the council actually showed up. And each one appeared to be different forms, but each one a reaper.

"We are here to judge, you on behalf of your life encounter." There was a pause of silence. "We will take all good deeds in your life into consideration. But if you've done poorly? Then we will place our verdict onto you and only you can take account for your troubles caused...

Understand?"

I said nothing.

"Very well. Let's begin."

The lights dimmed and the screens hanging above the council lit slowly.

Orchestra music started to play in a flash of my life past by. My childhood. Growing up on Darrin street, playing soccer for a year, beat up the school bully, old pictures of me with my toy drum set, my grandma hold me as a kid, all of it. Flashing by in second clips causing the whole thing to speed by.

My early teen years, pictures of me and my parents, starting school, my dad leaving, crying to my mom as I came out of the closet. All of it.

Then it ended after about three minutes or so.

And isn't that how life is, one day your here, then one day it feels like it sped by?

"Now these actions in your life are the good actions that we will judge..." The judge spoke but it all faded to a muffled noise in the background. I looked around and there was the reaper, standing there. We locked eyes for a second and I snapped out of it.

"I said, What do you have to say for these actions??" The second judge said.

I said nothing.

"Fine, then all of the deeds, weather good or bad will be thrown out. Final decision?" The third judge said. "Anyone think we.should spare this young man?" She asked.

No one raised a hand.

"Does anybody think we should sentence this mortal to life in the afterworld, punishment, for his actions...???" The fourth judged interrupted.

And everyone slowly raised their right hand. A single tear ran down my face. But I said nothing.

"Fine you will be sentenced to an eternity in the underworld." The first judged announced.

"But wait--" Someone interrupted.

Everyone gasped at this and we all turned our heads to see the reaper now standing interrupting the trail. "But you didn't, even take the time to come up with a verdict!" He announced angrily after a moment.

"Weather we came to a verdict or if we DID take a break to determine the sentence it would still be the same." The third judge.

"But that's unfair!" He announced right back.

"Do you dare stand against the trail?" The third judge demanded.

"DONT DEFEND ME!" I stood up.

"Weather you determined me to be innocent or guilty we all knew you knew my fate already." I looked back at the reaper. "That wouldnt.change anything." 

The crowd erupts in chatter.

We all sit and the six feet tall guards picked me up, and as I stood I wanted so desperate to look back at the reaper. Why did he try to protect me? He didn't care. Or at least he shouldn't have.

They took me away to a dark evil looking cave, it was really a cell, but I guess whatever I called it didn't matter. I had been sentenced to the underworld. 

What was going to happen to me?

A//N:

CAN YOU BELIEVE I HAVEN'T TAKEN A BREAK YET OMFG, IM BASICALLY A GOD. LOLOLOL.

I'VE BEEN STAYING UP ALL NIGHT AND HAVEN'T WROTE A SINGLE WORD IN WEEKS!!

OMFG, BUT DON'T WORRY THE CLIMAX IS COMING SOON..????

WE MAY NEVER KNOW!?!

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Chapter Eleven

I thought about it for a long time,.looking in the mirror as I adjusted my subtle pink tie. I could just attack that weird reaper as soon as he comes to let me out and escape. You know? Get to really see how strong the grim reaper really is. But I couldn't. No. My plan had to be a lot smarter than using my bare strength. I had to use my intuition.

He quietly comes into the room, and before I could rudely question why he was here, he actually spoke. "When you speak to the council, have respect. But also don't be afraid to voice your opinion. It might help."

So I said "I've got nothing to be afraid of. And I don't plan on holding back, because I'll look bad."

"You can't just go up there spitting and screaming." He said after adjusting himself by leaning over to his right leg.

"I won't actually… Wait why do you care?" I asked him in a huff.

"There is a time and a place for everything. They might not even be planning on judging you that harshly."

"But either way it's still a trail." I answer harshly.

"But you never know, they could make you one of us…" Then he realized what he said and shut up.

"…what do you mean?"

"They don't know your immortal.."

A//N:

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Chapter Ten..

When I met death, it was... Kinda more confusing than you'd think.

I saw him in fear and stood to my feet, and managed to stop crying long enough to realize that I had died, and not only that I got my boyfriend killed, and there stood the reaper to take me home.

But he said nothing.

When I looked up, it hit me.

It was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. There stood the most handsome human looking man, standing at almost six feet tall, broad shoulders and a strong build.

But at the same time he looked young and happy. He looked just dead enough to let you know he was dead, but handsome enough to still show a human kinda of touch.

"I am your reaper." He spoke pulling down a mask he was wearing above his head, but hidden in the hood of his black cloak.

"You can come with me."

The mask he was wearing was revealed to be a mask of a skull, as if it was a real skull made into a mask. It made me flinch for a second and I didn't realize how scared I was until I realized I had looked away and couldn't make myself look back.

He nods his head in confirmation, and begins to walk past me. 

We walked so far I became more tired than I was afraid all while I was trying to figure out what I had done.

I was eating and next thing I know I found Charles' body and he was dead.

I still couldn't believe it.

I had lost my best friend..

We reached what seemed like a old cathedral building that was the opening to a giant graveyard. 

He stops and turns to me and says "You will stay here, until your trail." He says in a low voice. "It will only take three or four days." 

"Wow. A graveyard." I said sarcastically "How fitting." 

So he sends me inside, and follows closely behind me.

After walking down the old hallway and past the living room, it seemed like a old house, even though the outside looked very different.

And into a room with a small bed, and tv and a couch on the other side. "This is your room." He says in his low monotone voice. "Stay here."

"But wait!" I call before he disappears, "What is happening? Why am I on trail?" I asked in a huff.

"In death, you are judged by your life actions weather you get into the afterlife, or not, or even become a reaper." He let out a sigh. ,"You're on trial because you are being hunted."

"So there's an afterlife?" I asked meekly. "And I'm being judged.." I asked.

He simply nods his head yes and says no more.

"Then who are you?" I asked solemnly..

"I am THE grim reaper, Xavier Graves."

He said taking off his mask.

And so he locked me in this room, with nothing to do, nothing to eat, and no bathroom, for three days.

I hated this. I was this powerful being, a demon, with actual values, and I was being sentenced to be judged by a council and I didn't even do anything. It sucked because I had just figured out what I was, my whole life has been a complete disaster, and I couldn't even figure it out as an immortal. 

I was a gay boy, we get stepped on, spit on, and completely ignored because we are different. I just wanted for my life to matter. 

For my life to work out.

But now all this comes crashing down on me. Was it my fault Charles was dead? 

I looked around the room. It was gonna be the day of the trail soon.

I had to figure something out. I had to do anything to save myself from this disaster.

Even if it meant seducing a grim reaper.

A/N: 

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Chapter Nine.

It was a total slaughter.

Before he even got a chance to scream I was ripping out his jugular with my teeth.

You couldn't imagine how bad it got. I couldn't even comprehend what I was doing.

I started to feel bad as his now lifeless eyes looked back at me and wonder why would Charles set him up. But I had to clear my head.

Enough for me to feel better. Enough for me to eat. I felt bad as the now lifeless body with no entrails, lay there, no time to think about what I had done. I had eaten. And now I felt better.

But it was too late for him.

I took a deep breath and started to returned to the living room where Charles waited for me, but something stopped me dead in my tracks.

I realized the dark house was creepy and old and had been there probably before I was even born, but all of a sudden the erieness washed over me in a new way.

The door was left open.

I focus in before I could let my thoughts scramble. And ran out the door, down the hallway and back into the living room. To my shock there had been a fight and everything in the living room, on its tiny neat order,had been destroyed.

"Charlie?" I called. I was unafraid of what could have been lingering in the dark, but it was to late, I started calling his name but with every second no one answered, I began to beg.

After pacing back and forth in the small, now destroyed living room looking for answers, I then hear a loud crash behind me. It was Charlie, I could smell him, but when I turned around someone had thrown his now lifeless body on the coffee table smashing it leaving the body lifeless on the floor.

I ran to him in tears. Hovering over him I began to try to check and see if he was still breathing, but all the signs pointed to no. I cried, and began to panic, when I heard a footstep one step in too late, I look up and there is a man in a black mask, wearing all black with a gun pointed to my head.

I growled.

"I wouldn't if I was you." I said half warning him.

"That wouldn't hurt me."

He said nothing for a moment. "Bet, this one will." He confirmed and pulled the trigger.

A//N:

I HAVE SO MANY EVIL PLANS FOR THIS MANUSCRIPT...

PS. IM NOT POSTING THIS UNTIL I HAVE EDITED THESE LAST CHAPTERS, AND ALSO IM NOT POSTING UNTILL I WRITE AT LEAST TEN CHAPTERS.

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Chapter Eight.

We stood in my room. Charles stood, across from me as we waited.

"I can't do it!" I Pouted. But Charles insisted we wait and for me to try harder.

"You can. Just think about... I don't know trying to possess someone... What would you do? How would you do it?" He asked quietly. I had to admit the fact he was standing across my room without a shirt was.pretyy distracting, but I was also very scared to even try. I mean what if I hurt him in accident. I didn't know my own strength lately.

I look back up at him with a deep sigh and we make eye contact.

So I close my eyes and they again.

All of a sudden the lights started to flicker.

As I peered across the room the flashing lights reminded me of a horror scene.

"You're doing good, now try to take over." Charles said.

I tried and tried but nothing worked the lights kept flashing, and I was scared, but we decided to stop because the house started shaking.

We gave up and sat on the couch downstairs. I couldn't believe it. I was a demon.

After a while my stomach began to hurt and before I could complain Charles said will let's go get you food and stood up promptly, his confidence and smile made me feel a little bit better but I knew he was only going to get us into trouble.

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"Where are we going?" I finally asked after driving for at least ten minutes.

"We're getting you food!"

"This is stupid." I protested. "I'm gonna put you in danger. And plus I don't wanna eat!"

Charles said nothing.

"You got too." He finally said.

Hearing his grown up voice he really was convincing he was being a man about this.

And even though I was only eighteen and he was nineteen we did have to make grown up choices.

"But where.." I sighed. "And.. who?" For a second I couldn't believe I dared to ask.

"There's a old man, named Harold Baker, he lives on the outside of town and he used to be a teacher." He sighed. "He's an alcoholic, and he used to beat his wife and kids for Eight years..

The school found out and fired him. He's ben living alone since she finally left him." He admitted.

I said nothing waiting for him to get to the point.

"But it wasn't until he almost beat them both to death." He said solemnly.

There was a moment of silence between us.

"He deserves to die." He finally confirmed.

When we get there, we walked straight to the door and Charles told me to wait here.

He walks around the back and I wait at the door.

How was he supposed to get me inside? I couldn't one inside unless I was invited inside?

I didn't really know, but after five minutes I was getting tired of waiting. I let out a deep sigh and started to get annoyed. Three minutes late be opened the door. Looking down on me, we locked eyes.

"You can... Umm you can come inside." He said. He grabs my hand and leads me down the dark hallway and through the living room.

"He's in the back den, he's drunk of course. This will be easy, just go in and do what you have to do and DO NOT feel bad." He told me. I nodded my head in agreement even though he wasn't looking.

I was so hungry at this point, guilt was the last thing on my mind.

A//N:

NEXT WEEK WE EAT SOMEBODY!!

#I FELL IN LOVE WITH THE REAPER

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Chapter Seven.

After hours of searching for what it could be, what.. I could be, we finally gave up. Not a single sentence or article to give us the clue.

Charlie laughs, "Well at least we know that you can keep it secret, well beside me.."

He jokes, but yet again I wasn't interested.

So we decide to go hang out and hopped in Charlie's car and left.

When I figured out where we were going I was kinda excited, but I couldn't tell Charlie that.

We parked out car in the mall parking lot, and walked inside the huge building.

We walked around but didn't go in any of the stores, I could tell we were getting closer to my favorite store.

But then all that changed as we walked and my stomach was starting to hurt again. After so long of not eating, I couldn't take it.

Then I started to smell the people. They smelt just like a house filled with the air of a warm cooked meal.

But why though?

Was there something here I could eat?

I let go of Charlie's hand for a second and whisper in his ear.

"I'm starting to hurt again, its my stomach."

He looks me in the eyes and he rushes me back to the parking lot.

"BUT WAIT?!" I say before he can start. "What about Hot topic???" I asked. After hearing myself and another smell I knew I couldn't hold back and we should just leave but at the same time I didn't want to let it go that easy.

"We have to get you out of here. It'll be okay maybe next time." He answers rushing me through the automatic doors.

I was so sad. Not being able to be around people was weird and I didn't know why. I couldn't hurt anyone, I knew my own strength but at the same time I was starving and couldn't find anything that I wasn't throwing back up.

So we left to go for a drive.

When we got home, I had to ignore the disappointment just so Charles wouldn't notice.

But when I couldn't anymore I think it made him a little sad.

But we both ignored it, while we watched THE WALKING DEAD on Netflix, it hit me!

In class we learned about mythology and for one day they taught is about Norse mythology!!

It was something to do with the Reaper, but I couldn't quite remember.

So I jumped and and.tols.charles to come with me.

We ran up stairs, after I grabbed his hand and got back on my laptop.

I quickly searched NORSE GODS OF DEATH, in the search engine. "You think you're some kind of God?" He asked me confused.

"No, I think one day we learned about it one day in school!" I told him. I felt so close.

Then I decided to search up, THE GOTHIC GRIM REAPER OF MYTHOLOGY, and the first website read DEMONS, INCUBUS AND ANGELS... WHAT YOU MEED TO KNOW!

So I clicked on it really fast and skimmed through the article.

"There were demon incubus called servatian incubus, they were known to be loyal demon that served death himself, and we're often made from evil rituals and sacrificed made to death, servatian incubus cannot die, although they can be sent to the underworks permanently after a modern exorcism, they are known to be immortal, serve death, and feed of of human insides..."

I paused, the floor beneath me dropped from under me. I.. I had to eat people..?" I asked myself. What? But how? Why...

"Keep reading!" Charles voice brought me down from my head floating off. Oh yeah. So I kept reading.

"You can also get rid of a incubus that serves death by calling a Guild master, also known as a grief hunter.

Incubus are known to come to earth only to possess, use their physic powers for evil, or to obtain super human strength and immortality."

I couldn't read anymore.

My heart sank into my chest. I would literally have to eat another human to not die!! I would have to.. kill. Just so I could live..?? How could I live with myself?

We sat on my bed in silence for a moment. Neither one of us knew what to say.

"Maybe it's wrong.." Charles tried to comfort me. But solemnly I knew it was true. I had tried to eat everything. Everything but people.

I was scared and really feeling hopeless and lost but at the same time I had to fight off.my tears because I wasn't weak.

I was a demon...

A//N:

UGGGH I COULD NOT TELL WHERE TO END THIS CHAPTER!!

I GUESS I SHOULD TELL YOU GUYS THAT THIS BOOK MIGHT GET FUNDED TO GET PUBLISHED OR WHATEVER BUT I THINK BOOK ONE WILL BE CHANGED TO JAYSON'S BODY.

THAT SOUNDS COOL.

ANYWAYS I GUESS I SEE YOU GUYS NEXT WEEK!!

#STAYTUNEDFORMORE

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Chapter Six.

"It's not funny!" I pouted as we sat together under a tree. I had picked an apple from the tree and we sat down under it, to watch the sun rise and rest.

"It is though!" He laughs covering his mouth as he laughs.. "You think your Jennifer's body! Have you ever seen that movie?" .

I cough trying not to laugh as he joked yet again about. Jennifer's body.

"You're an idiot, I'm a boy and Jennifer was a literal girl." I said seriously.

"Yeah, but you called it a succubus! Isn't that what she was though? Didn't she get sacrificed and didn't die?" He asked annoyingly.

I didn't know what to say so I said nothing with the memory of the scene when she calls herself a God.

"It fucking sucks okay!

I'm hurting because I should be dead, meanwhile your cracking jokes!

And plus, I'm so hungry I can't even think, but I want REVENGE!?!" I almost start crying..

"Okay, okay.." he start up calm me down. He rubs my back and when I look at him we make eye contact and I felt inclined to kiss him.

So I did.

And when I did he leaned in, don't get me wrong I loved the attention, and I loved how he gently moans like he's enjoying himself, especially as a gay boy, we don't get the attention we need to often than none, and I think as.a gay boy fighting to get what you deserve isn't wrong.

We as gay boys are like magic, rarely seen, and some don't believe in. But we are here.

So it's okay that Charles was gay.

I liked him more that way. And in my world, we deserve each other, untill I put him in danger being between all of this. I knew then, what happened at the party I had to push him away.

A//N:

FIGHTING FOR WHAT YOU DESERVE ISN'T WRONG YOU GUYS GEEZUS, DON'T HATE ME BECAUSE HE WILL BE TURNING MORE PEOPLE GAY AND THAT'S OKAYY,

YOU GUYS NEXT WEEKS CHAPTER WILL BE SO GOOD I PROMISE JUST LEAVE ME A GOOD REVIEW BEFORE NEXT WEEK AND YOU'LL LOVE IT, I PROMISE.

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Chapter Five.

We walked around the huge driveway, down the sidewalk and to the door, which was open. Blasting corny goth music was playing and people crowded just barely inside to fit in the already huge house.

I was going to suggest we hang out around the kitchen before we stepped past the thresh hold into the loud music. But then I blacked out and don't remember what happened next.

I woke up in the backseat of Charles' car as he was driving. He was talking to himself out loud asking why does this keep happening and I could tell from his voice alone he was so worried..

I closed my eyes wishing I didn't have to face him and what happened. As, well, whatever I am I had to face that I couldn't make any more mistakes. Not untill I decided on what I wanted to do now. Well now that I was dead.

When I did wake up, he quickly pulled over. I immediately get out of the car and into the passenger seat in one quick motion.

Completely shocked he didn't say anything. Just started the car and we drove.

We drove basically to nowhere important as I hesitantly explained.

"What happened..??" He asked after a long moment of driving. Nothing but the flashing street lights passing by as we drove.

"I can't... I can't enter a house unless I've been invited." I tell him hesitantly. "I walked into that house. So I got hurt."

"But why? It doesn't make since!" He says, I could tell he didn't want to hurt me. But either way he was going to get down to the bottom of this. "So you're a vampire?" He asks hesitantly.

"No." I tell him. I didn't know how to answer all these intense questions but I knew soon I would have to say it.

"Lemme guess? You're done kind of zombie?" He asked more annoyed with the dancing around the words.

"I'm a succubus." I whispered.

"Holy shit!" He exclaims. "You are a demon succubus??" He screams.

I didn't know what to say exactly but as I sat there fidgeting with my hands, I felt his energy fuming.

Neither one of us said anything.

"So you're like fucking Jennifer's body!?!"

He screams as he's starting to pick up speed.

I didn't know what to say.

A//N:

THANK YOU SO MUCH AND IF YOU DIDNT KNOW THIS BOOK IS THE FIRST OF A SERIES CALLED THE REAPER'S LOVE SERIES, PLEASE GIVE ME GOOD REVIEWS AND HELP ME GET ENOUGH REVIEWS SO THEY PUT MY BOOK ON GOODREADS.

I'M NOT PERFECT AT ANYTHING BUT I'VE PERSONALLY BEEN UPDATING THIS PROFILE PERFECTLY FOR A MONTH AND A HALF.

PLEASE CONFIRM. AM I A GOD???

YES. OR NO.

HAHA.

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Chapter Four.

I was hungry. And when food became less and less appealing to me there was nothing I could do but starve.

I laughed to myself as I sat in the edge of my bed. "Is this what it felt like to die?" I asked in a huff, almost in tears.

I couldn't say that it was the hardest thing I've ever had to do, but I had to figure out what was wrong with me, I had to eat.

And little did I know, as I was walking under the midnight moon, which was barely shining tonight, unusual on a regular Californian night but tonight I was focused, and feeling more grim than normal.

My phone was blowing up, but I ignored it. I didn't care. And like a flash of pain on my lower back something knocked me off my feet, causing me to fly forward almost three or four yards and a blinding light coming from behind me.

I crawled to my feet, with an aching pain in my neck that wanted me to stay laying on the floor, there was a person wearing all black, ripped jeans and a pair of old dusty combat boots standing in front of a old 1997 charger with the door wide open and the person standing in front of the headlights. Mouth was wide open.

I didn't know what to say. That car should have killed me and it caught me by surprise. The only thing I could sensibly imagine was "That should have killed me.." I whispered. Letting out word vomit was far beneath me, that I hated a lot of people that loved to talk just to talk, it was all I could think.

The person came running to my now standing body. It was a tall male about 6 feet tall with long black hair he had gelled back into a messy mohawk that you could tell he did hair after a long night of adventures. He was pale and every feature about him seemed elongated. Handsome. And he smelled like mint.

"It's okay, you don't have to stand up..." He huffed in a panic. "I can... I can drive you to the hospital." He said almost talking to himself,.like he had a good idea.

Honestly? I couldn't think. The smell of his boyish charm coming from his cologne only sprayed on his neck was appealing and almost blinding of the pain. Why was he standing so close to me?

"I'm... I'm actually okay." I whispered not thinking about what he would say, or think, or what he would react.

But when I looked him in his eyes he became calm. I knew then I could smell his blood. And it was loud. Right over the pain of my stomach and I knew then, what I wanted to eat..

When he didn't react to my single sentence, I gave in and rolled my eyes. I pretended to faint and only after a quick gasp he caught me in his arms giving me a strong whiff of his cologne. (As of I needed it.)

It turns out as he was rushing me to the back seat of his raggedy ass charger, his was talking to himself almost, and in a haze I realized I was dizzier than I thought, but he was talking out loud, not to himself, but to me.

""My name is Charlie, my friends call me Charles. It's gonna be okay, I'm gonna take you straight to the hospital. I'll tell them everything that happen. Oh god... You're gonna be okay."

He wanted, gently laying me in the back seat.

And at the perfect time I looked him in the eyes, and he freezes. Noticing his arms wrapped around me in a romantic way. Silence.

Then he mutters to himself and before a another second could pass I was pressing my lips against his.

I felt his body relax as our lips locked and it was undeniable in the air that I had him exactly where I wanted him.

We open our eyes at the same time and our eyes locked.

There was a long moment of silence until I broke it whispering to him " It's... It's okay.." I confirmed. "My name is... My name is..." And before I could finish the sentence the faint Feeling and the pain in my neck and lower back took over me and I passed out.

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When I woke up I was in my own bed.

"Just drive me home." I whispered in his ear.

I officially woke up having flashbacks from last night, which was officially the weirdest night of my life, and that's saying something seeing how I got sacrificed last Friday night.

I stood to my feet after climbing out of my bed to go to my bathroom. The I knew it. Trust me, as a gay boy, you know it when you in the morning after because you're sore in places where you can't tell people in a everyday conversation, and yet proud of what you did last night. The soreness becomes a kind of trophy. Trust me I just know.

I remember the handsome boy in a flash of memory from last night, his cologne, his charming smile, his clothes, and his tattoos, and long hair. I had sex last night.

The mystery boy and me laid on the backseat of his old 1997 charger, and had sex. I had sex!! With someone I didn't even know. Which was that weird for somebody like me, but it was.morw the fact we met?? Because he literally hit me with his car.

I smile to myself. Remembering he dropped me off at sunrise. "When will I see you again?" He asked me before I smiled to him and got out of the car.

"Umm.." I didn't know exactly what the say. We laughed to ourselves like kids each smiling out of the window the whole way home.

"I know! There's a college party this Saturday, I should come and pick you up!" He suggested as he hesitate to look up at me.

When he did our eyes locked as I confirmed to him without words.

"Sure." I said after dancing away without a second of hesitation.ir giving him a single second to say anything else. I was gone.

A//N:

WHAT EXACTLY DO YOU MEAN, I HAVEN'T EVEN DESCRIBED THE MAIN CHARACTER???

I'M UPDATING THIS LIKE EVERY WEEK!! AND I'M DOING IT AND YOU CAN READ IT FOR FREE!?! THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS LEAVE ME A GOOD REVIEW.

THE PROTAGONIST IS A GAY BOY OKAY???

THAT'S THE ONLY THING ABOUT HIM THAT IS TRUE OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT!!

DON'T BOTHER ME WITH YOUR STUPID UNTRUE IDEAS.

THANK YOU.

[gothicxcatalystx666]

Chapter Three.

I remember climbing out of the mud and clawing my way onto the nearby sidewalk before I could even climb to my feet.

The thick muddy like slime drenched me. It was all in my hair, in my lungs, and when I did finally climbed to my feet, my shoes of course where gone. I looked back into the mud puddle, if you want to call it that. It haunted me, alone at the idea that I crawled out of it, knowing no matter how deep down I tried I couldn't remember anything, knowing that pit of mud was endless inside.

I walked home regretting every second of it, not knowing how to explain what happened, not knowing how to keep my head together let alone convince someone I was alright.

A few days had passed and I didn't know what to say. I ran out of this to say to my friends, they were all smiling in laughing, being loud on the bus to highschool, but me? I was secretly feeling so alone lately..

It wasn't because I had walked right into my own murder. But it was pretty difficult for me knowing I survived and know one knew.

I even lost a point as to why even bother with friends at this point. I was dead and they were alive. They didn't need me anymore.

It felt kinda like looking outside of a window at the closest person to you, even when you didn't want to.

Being hungry that is.

I stumbled inside and regrettably marched to my room when I couldn't even get my mom's attention, who was sitting on the front couch watch 48 Hours ironically.

I grabbed clothes off of the floor of my closet and crept queitly to the bathroom to take a shower.

A//N:

IT'S BEEN A WHOLE MONTH AND I HONESTLY CAN'T BELIEVE THAT MY BOOK IS GETTING RELEASED EVERY WEEK AND PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY REVIEWING IT!!

WELL ANYWAYS THANKS YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE GOOD REVIEWS!!!

NEXT WEEK'S CHAPTER WILL BE MORE ABOUT THE MAIN CHARACTER IF YOU'RE WONDERING.

K. BYE.

[gothicxcatalystx666]

Chapter Two.

I lay lifeless as blood began to fill my eyes, as if my body found a instant emergency to make more tears to cry out as I lay helpless in the floor bleeding out.

Okay. I wasn't dead yet. And I know you are thinking "I bet he wish he was dead." Well yeah smart ass. I was a gay goth teenager walking right into a horror massacre.

It's what I deserved.

But when I was supposed to see the darkness, instead I saw God.

He was beautiful like a pure bright white light, and had four arms two like normal human arms and two more in place of wings, he resembled a lion somehow and as you grew closer to the image that drew you in, also the sun.

He said nothing.

Until he spread his arms out as if he was gesturing to bask at all there was to see, even though there was nothing at the same time. But then he abruptly points a single finger in my face, and tells me in a bold booming man voice and a whisper at the same time, "You are not done." He says. "You have so much ahead of you, you must return."

And then I woke up.

A//N:

THANK YOU SO MUCH OMG, IS THIS SHIT FAMOUS ALREADY OR NO?

PLEASE LEAVE A GOOD REVIEW ON GOOGLE PLEASE!!

AND A LOT OF YOU WANT ME TO ADDRESS THE SEX SCENE IN CHAPTER ONE, BUT NAHH, JUST KEEP HATING, BECAUSE CHANCES ARE YOU'LL READ IT ANYWAY.

**UP A FOUR AM TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER!!

[gothicxcatalystx666]

Chapter one.

It was cold in the room I was laying in. The floor boards creaking in the distance didn't help me relax anymore than I really needed to and the regret was starting to soak in, as I realized that the atmosphere around me, and I was in was actually kinda perfect.

I hesitated for a second and then reached in my pocket to check my phone, unlocking it before it got in my sight of vision. I read through all of me and Derrick's texts that lead to this moment we where in now.

I was laying in the center of an altar and casted circle drawn on the floor, with white chalk, alone, in an abandoned house miles from where I lived.

"Do it if you dare." The last text said from Derrick.

It took him only three minutes to respond, after I told him "I'm here." that was my assumption that I could just go right in.

Only after realizing it was an abandoned house I realized in silence what exactly was going on.

So I accepted it. Layed in the center of the casted circle and waited to be to be the living sacrifice.

I never met Derrick before. Although I met him on the internet, we grew close and invited me to come meet him for the first time.

Maybe I was naive.

But the one thing I knew for sure was that as a gay sixteen year old, I always knew I would never find love. No one ever told me that. But somehow I knew it in the back of my head, and when Derrick came into the picture he said all the right things.

That's how I knew I wanted to meet him.

If was kind of strange. As it was happening I knew exactly what was happening but only while simultaneously going through it in a daze. His touch as his hands crawled down into my pants and grabbed me by my now throbbing dick.

I took a deep breath, and as his other hand, reach up and roughly raised my shirt, and started playing with my right nipple. It all turned me on, and yet the erieness in the air did not go away.

I was blind folded, and promised I would be okay if I didn't scream, I would be allowed to go through the ritual without my hands being bound. I was feeling ecstasy and completely engulfed in the mystery of what was happening with my body.

Then my thoughts were interrupted by the roughly grasp of my pants as Derrick roughly pulled down my pants and underwear, exposing my dick, which was now a full on erection, and became to suck me off.

Whispers began to fill the air, and as I was starting to become convinced that we were longer alone I screamed two seconds to late. I was being stabbed.

I grasped at my wound as I was still being continuously stabbed but in the chest now, don't worry. I won't go into the Gorey details. But it did hurt like hell. It was too dark and too late to scream for help, I knew what I had done.

And if you're asking me if it was worth it?

It was.

A//N:

THANKS THERE YOU GO!! CHAPTER ONE IS NOW OUT!!

I HOPE YOU GUYS ATE INTO THE HORROR, BUT DON'T WORRY EVEN IF YOU THINK IM GIVING AWAY ALL THE HORROR AND IT COULDNT GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS, I HAVE SO MUCH MORE IN-STORE.

THIS BOOK WAS PUBLISHED IN SUMMER OF 2023, NO PROMOTED, RATED R, HORROR, AND NOT SUTIBLE FOR CHILDREN UNDER THE AGE OF 19.

THANK YOU.