Hello all! I'm new here, i read most of stories here, all users are amazing, i enjoyed read your stories so much.
From the first time i think signed up here i didn't want to post anything because my grammar sucks, my english sucks, i'm not good at writing, and i suck. But i'll give it a try, pffft, you can correct my grammar in the comment yeah? and here is my first story.
Chapter One: Running Away
f/m mm/m
Again, i woke up just to hear my parents fighting downstairs. I sat on the edge of the bed, was wiping my hair, then walked to the bathroom while my right hand was rubbing my right eye.
I checked myself in a mirror, you can see i'm 5 feet 7 inches tall, messy long brown hair, brown eyes, white skin. I'm wearing black shorts, white shirt, white socks.
I pulled out my shirt, shorts, socks, underwear, tossed it to the floor, and took a shower. After i finished, get dressed with the same clothes i wore before but different colours, i brushed my teeth and heard them was still fighting downstairs, heard a plate smashed to the floor once i guessed. I'm always sick of hearing this, even if sometimes they can be nice each other but.... i just wanted them to divorce, besides, my stepmom is too young for my 35 yo dad. She was only 22.
My birth mother died in a car accident, 4 years ago, when we were going to visit granma, i was only 12 when that happened. Dad was driving the car to pass the bridge and suddenly a dog was running in the front, he avoided the dog that was running and the car hit the frontier of the bridge and fell to the river.
As we were drowning, i saw my mom unconcious and blood rolling down her face, dad turned to see me backseat, he could see if i was losing my breath. Once again, i saw mom, she didn't move at all, i knew what i saw, mom was gone, then the last time i remember, dad pushed the door open and took me by the arm and swam to the surface, and next thing, i woke up in a hospital.
I walked downstairs and saw my parents yelled at each other, i walked through the living room to the kitchen and pretended i didn't hear them. I could see dad noticed me and stopped yelling then came at me. I grabbed fresh milk from the fridge and gulps it.
"hey Jordan, i....."
"i..... dad i didn't hear that, don't worry, even if i did, i don't care"
"I'm sorry, son. Hey, what do you want me to buy something when i get there?"
"What? Where?"
"England, i'm going to England today, for my work, son, you forgot?"
"Uh. Yeah. No. Anything dad."
My heart sink a bit. I didn't want to spend summertime with my crazy stepmom.
"Be a good boy, i'll be back in a week"
WHAT?! A week?! He said he would go to London for THREE DAYS and now A WEEK?! He's messing with me.
I opened my mouth to complain but, "Come on, i told you this and you agreed, you said that was okay", said dad.
He gave me a smile, hugged me. "Love you", said dad.
"Love you too", i answered.
Then he walked through the door and disappeared with his car.
Now it was just that crazy women staring at me with a smile on her face.
I stuck here with Clara and i didn't have a plan for today or the next next next next days, i thought dad would've asked me to play golf as usual, uh well, that was 2 years ago though before he got promoted and began so busy with his work.
I left her and walked to garage to do stuff with my unfixed motorcycle, although i didn't know how to fix it, haha.
The night came.
I think i'd sleep early and left the house by tomorrow morning to go to my friend's home and set up another plan... maybe. I walked to my room and pulled out my shirt, tossed it to the floor and landed on bed by my stomach.
A couple minutes later i heard the door opened but i didn't really care, i was about to fall asleep, a couple secs i opened my eyes to see Clara standing right next to my bed.
"Jordie"
I looked at her, "You said no more, you promised"
She then opened the blanket that was covering my body and sat next to my shirtless body. I jumped to the floor next to the bed.
"I let you do this to me dozens of times. Just not tonight. Not ever again!"
"What are you talking about Jordie? Please, sit here next to mama"
I ran to the door and try to open it but it was locked. "What are you doing?! Clara!!!! Where's the key?!"
"Come and get it here sweetheart"
I continued shaking the handle. But suddenly i felt a hand grabbed my chest and another hand w white rag clamped to my mouth, a weird smell. "MMMPHHH" i was screaming and struggling. And i went to a deep sleep.
I woke up with blurry eyes, i rub my eyes but- no, my hands were tied to bed above me, my legs too, it was like spread-eagle.
"Morning sunshine", i heard Clara's voice.
I tried to protest but looks like something was covering my mouth, black cleavegag and secured with grey tape over my cleavegagged mouth.
I saw Clara get dressed next to bed, she put on her red bra, and then pants.
I screamed to my gag, "what have you done?!" but it was just like "whmfhh mmph yhppmh duhmmmph?!"
OMG what! She.... did she.. when i was unconcious? Omg what she did to me this whole night!
"Oh... i forgot. Calm down baby, don't worry, now your turn", said Clara and then she sat on top of me.
"You're sick Clara! Get off!", i let out mumbles. "Yommphhh smmphh Clahmmpp!!! Gmooopph!"
She untied my right hand and she began to slid her left bra-strap with her left hand, while she was still holding my right hand, but..
BUZZZZ. BUZZZZ.
It was her phone. thank god.
"Don't move.", she said as she walked off and left my room.
My right hand was still free, I began untying my left hand and my legs. I jumped from the bed and realized i was just wearing my underwear. I pulled the gag. Picked my shirt on the floor, my boxer, and my jeans- no first i gotta lock the door.
I picked my jeans in the closet, i heard her was busy talking on the phone, guess its her bestie because she was so excited about that call.
I get dressed, i thought i still have times to picked my bag and put my stuffs, some clothes, snacks, i couldn't stay here any longer, i have to go, to my uncle, or wherever i have to, and got out from this hell.
I heard her footsteps, "Open this fucking door! Don't do anything stupid, boy! You don't want to see my anger!"
I freaked out, i picked my sneakers bellow bed and wore it then ran to the windows and opened it. Just to remember my room was on the second floor, it was pretty high to the ground. I jumped to the ground, smooth! my ankle was fine! Now i gotta run.
I saw there was a patrol car at the side of the street. But i couldn't tell them, they wouldn't believe me or Clara would deny whatever i tell the police, cause she is so sly, she has many ideas to lie. Fine, i'd just gonna go to my uncle's. He'd believe me. He didn't like Clara either, the way she speak, the way she walk, everything, like a bitch. I walked to the bus stop, and checked my bags. Shit! I didn't brought my wallet! Neither my iPhone! I can't go back. Perfect. Now I had to walk to get to my uncle's.
The sun went down and darkness fell. I kept walking.
I had been walking for i-don't-give-a-fuck-how-long and finaly i read the sign board tells this is Elm. Street, the fuck was this street? I'm not lost please i'm not. It must be close to my uncle's place, i knew it. But I felt i need to ask someone how to get to Rose Street. It was so quiet. No any living creature i could ask for.
I kept walking to the end of the street, and went to right, i saw Mortus Cafe where i used to eat breakfast with my uncle when i was sleepover at his home, the cafe was 100m from where i stand, i walked there- no. suddenly a black van appeared in the front of me. I saw 2 masked & black-suited guys in the van, and then 1 guy pointed a gun at me, and one guy pulled me in.
"Fuck! Get off! Let me go!!!! Help!!!!!", as i was struggling and screaming for help, the guy that was holding me to his, clamped my mouth to make me quiet. "hemmpphhh"
"Hurry!", said the guy that was holding me.
The gunned guy seems to has something in his right hand, like syringe, and it was. And he injected it to my neck. Suddenly, i felt weak and i passed out.
My body was aching, i felt cold, weak. I could feel my hands were tied behind my back to a chair, my legs too, i could feel blackness in my eyes, blindfolded. Something stuffed in my mouth, let me guess, socks, and my mouth taped shut, oh hell i was so scared.
"Helmmppphhh! Lemmmfhhhh mephhhh gommpphhhh!"
I heard the door unlocked, and footsteps, someone walked in. I felt someone grabbed the blindfold and pulled it out.
My eyes were blurry for a sec but i could see i was in a small room about 5x5m i guessed, i could see 2 same guys that kidnapped me, but they didn't wear the mask. It terrified me, if they showed their faces that means they're going to kill me, well, atleast thats what movies says.
"You ain't gonna get hurt boy, if your father want to cooperate with us", said the guy who injected me.
"Enough the chit chat, Sam", said the guy who held me in the van, then he punched me in cheek.
"Mppphhh" i let out groans.
"Hey Rilley, you said no harm", said Sam.
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Evil Sidekick Gang - Emperor : Rilley Phantom 09556901
26 yo, brown short haired, brown eyes, 6,4ft average build, 200 lbs
Evil Sidekick Gang - Henchman : Samuel Roger 08819493
25 yo, dark long haired, brown eyes, 6,1ft 185lbs
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"You're a good guy Sam, you wont help me if i tell you i will kill this boy, his father must pay! He put our friends in jail! He killed our friends! And now. I want to make him suffer!", said Rilley to Sam. "But, i'd like to see this boy suffer too.", he added and turned to see my frighten face.
'Oh my god. These guys are going to torture me and then,
kill me.'
Pardon me if there are same name/character/places that i mentioned in this story, i didn't meant anything, its just fictional characters and places.
Should i continue?