"I'm sixteen, he's nineteen almost twenty. I don't think it's so bad," I replied softly, moving closer to Matt's manager Bailey Jones. I wasn't entirely comfortable around Bailey, but the blue haired teen made me nervous.
"Wow, you really don't look like you're only a year younger than I am," he said, moving a step closer to me. In turn, I moved another step closer
I wasn't really complaining. It had been my suggestion after all to take the boy off of his hands. In truth, Pet had been the best lover I had had in awhile with his completely innocent reactions to me even though his body was from innocent. The impression that I got was that Brent had quite literally treated the boy like one would any other pet, only this one was much more capable of sexual activity. Finally, I raised my
Whatever the reason had been, Kat didn't deserve to be treated so cruelly. He hadn't done anything wrong. My anger was only further fueled when I helped Kat clean up once we were home again. There were dark bruises on his upper arms and on his hip, probably from being gripped far too tightly for his little body to handle. It wasn't hard to keep my desires for him in check while I cleaned his body. The bruises and the blood had my blood boiling too hot to even think
"No," you stated as you returned to the book you were reading.
"Please ____, I promise you'll love them!" Eliza gleamed happily waving the tickets in front of your nose.
"What's their name again?" you ask the Hungarian as you lowered your book.
"Nordic 5!" she squealed.
"What are they each from one of the Nordic countries?" you laughed as you tried to read again.
"How'd you know, but yes they are. Although they weren't born there, their parents are. They met in Canada," she smiled. "_____, please come! I even have backstage passes!"
"What time?" you sighed giving up.
"The concert starts at six sharp," she smiled.
You glanced up at the grandfather clock directly across from you. five o'clock it read in roman numerals. Sighing you tossed your book onto the cushion beside you. Walking over to Elizaveta you gingerly plucked one of the tickets from her hand, causing a large smile to form on her face.
"This will be so much fun!" she shout
"Ren, what the hell is all the screaming..." Kei started to yell before his voice trailed off as he caught sight of the boy in my arms. "What the fuck happened?!" he shouted, his face blanching at the sight of all the blood.
"Kat, was attacked," I said quickly, flinging my head in the direction of the room I had just exited. "I punched the guy, but he had a knife to Kat's throat. He might still-" I was cut off as Kei shouted again and began to chase someone down the hall. "Kei! Be careful! He's armed!" I yelled after him before turning and continuing to run towards where there were more people. "Someon