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I never thought you'd be such a skilled writer O.O You're just like my favorite author Jay Bell

 

PS. Is it just me who thinks Freddy is quite likeable actually? -blinks-

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Thanks for the notification. Great update. You write well. Good in describing details, event and emotions. Great use of word choice. Looking forward to the next installment.

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A/N Dedicated to a person I care much about, XD even though I'm pretty sure he won't like the concept of this chapter. XD

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this is for you. Love you

 


Caset rolled onto his back, wanting to forget about all that had happened. He had, at one moment, forgotten about the pain that Freddy had given him. Moaned until he reached climax, as if he hadn't a purpose. Although the feelings didn't last as long as the blond had wanted it to; he felt himself give in. Felt as his heart pounded in his chest, ready to forgive the other for all the harm and problems he had created. To forgive for the incurable damage that had invaded into the marriage; all for the love that he shared for the man. All because Freddy was the first man that he ever cared so deeply for.

 

_Flashback_

 

Caset buried his face into the pillow before him with a sigh. He felt as his husband slowly pulled his satisfied anatomy from his entrance, feelings empty but content. Within moment shuffling was heard, blue orbs opened as the blond pulled his attention from the pillow to Freddy. The dark haired male looked in the process of leaving. With a frown, the thin male lifted onto his knees and shifted his body to face the other.

 

"Where are you going?" His thoughts not processing as well as usual, still slightly lost from the pleasurable act.

 

Furrowing his brow, the businessman turned to sneer to the younger man. "What do you think?" The words sounding more like a statement. "That I would stay with you? No, I have someone to go home to. It's getting late."

 

The jobless male pursed his lips, nodding ever so slowly, giving a small chuckle. "I see. Well, that's funny....seeing as you're doing that for a virus than your own husband. You've never done that for me. Ever."

 

The bulkier man sighed heavily and shook his head, snapping his pants shut and reaching for the matching belt. "That's all bullshit and you know that. I've always done this for you. See that's your problem Caset.....you never see the good I've done for you. Only the bad." Talking all the while looping the leather material through the jeans.

 

 

"Well, what's the reason for you even coming here if you weren't planning on making this work?" The blond stated, the pitch of his voice lowering slightly.

 

 

"I've already told you. I don't see the sense in you keep asking. I wanted to have sex Caset. That's it. That's all it'll ever be from now on. Look, I'll even pay you for it if that makes you more willing."

 

 

A dumfounded expression played across the unemployed male's face; pain welling in Caset's heart as strands of blond hair shadowed his face. With shaky breathing, he open his mouth to speak. "How low of you. To even offer me money to have sex with you is ridiculous and hurtful! I'm your spouse Freddy! How could you do me like this? Like I'm some lowly whore without value? Huh?" Glancing up as tear involuntarily spilled from his blue orbs. "You can't even imagine what all I would have to forgive you for just to take you back. To even...to even want to take you back is stupid of me, but I'll do it because I love you. I'll do it because you mean everything to me, but you come here...fuck me...then leave again?" Hands gesturing in a what-the-fuck manner., face screwed the same. "You know what, maybe it is best you leave. Go back to your plague of a lover. Fu-"

 

 

"What the hell is with this virus shit?" Freddy interrupted, sounding annoyed. "I don't have time for his Caset." Glancing to the other as he slipped his shirt over his arms.*"Look, I'm sorry for ruining the marriage that you've always wanted, but this isn't for me. I'm leaving now. I'll see you some other time." Taking long strides across the floor as he finish the act of dressing himself, opening the door and vanishing from sight.

 

 

So it really was over. Freddy was gone from Caset's life, and all he would ever be from now on was a sexual release. Baring his teeth, the smaller male stood from the bed and padded to the door. "YOUR FUCKING LOVER HAS A DISEASE FREEDY! I CAUGHT AIDS FROM YOU DAMMIT!" There was complete silence, the crying from the wood being pressured from the older man's weight halting; Freddy turned to regard the blond once more. Within moments the dark haired male frowned, his body twisting as he rotated to face Caset once more. A leg lifted to ascend up the stairway again.

 

 

"What did you say?" Expression holding anger as he stalked to the thin form in front of him.

 

 

"You heard me. You're lover is a fucking disease. You did really good leaving me for a plague with legs. Give yourself a hand Freddy."

 

 

Not moments later, tears rushed from the blond's eyes, but not for the fact of crying, but because of the tight grip the other had around his neck. --What the hell is this all for? If anyone, he should be abusing the man he was with not me. I can't breath. "F-Fre..." Hands swatting at the one's around his throat, wishing that the brute strength would just fade. With the little strength he had left, seeing as the stronger force wouldn't release him, Caset planted his feet into man's stomach and pushed with all his strength to sever them. It worked, he could feel as the load was lifted from his trachea and his breath began to once again circulate through his body. With a quick inhale, the small figure thrusted the other away from him, falling onto the floor as he gasped to breathe. What he didn't expect was what seems to be the deafening sound of thumps ringing in his ear. With a glance up, Caset froze, observing as his husband disappeared down the stairs. With quick movements, the sickly male crawled to the stairway, hands reaching out as Freddy continued to descend with harsh injuries of each step.

 

 

"FREDDDDDDY!"

 

 

_Flashback End_

 

 

Caset broke from his thoughts and smiled lightly as he shook his head with a chuckle. "That isn't what happened." He spoke to himself, standing slowly as he wiped the remaining vomit from his face with his shirt. With slow steps, the small form approached the lifeless figure on the floor. "You pushed my buttons Freddy so you got what you deserve." Falling onto the floor beside the other, lowering himself to kiss the now cold lips. "I'm sorry. Just speak to me." Running his finger over a puncture in the man's skin. "I didn't mean to do this." Placing his index and middle finger onto the floor, and animating a walking figure toward a bloodied object. With a smile, Caset took a hold of the knife. "You made me do this. You beged for me to. You wanted this. Remember?"

 


 

A/N yes, I am so curious as to what will be said. ^_^ I'm evil. I know. XD

 

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well, as a reader i can't really complain. Every action was well reasoned. good job. you're really good at this. keep it up

 

but yeah. I would have preffered a different route... but it's fine like this. I'm liking Caset more. I wanna know more what's there for him in life ((:

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tees why didn't you tell me about this story before?? O.O first, it's soooo saaad T^T poor caset..i did wonder if he will just stay a pushover but the last chapter..dude wasn't the end epic or what?? *.* it was horrible btw, i have to say that, but it made such a twist in the story! i love it till now~ and i'm not a fan of tragedies!! but some are just worth reading ;) i'm looking forward for the next update! ^^

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A/N: Well, nice to see you lively, lovely reader once again. Last chapter was meant to confuse you all; so no worries if you were utterly lost, that was my intention. However, this chapter will help you get an answer to some questions. Oh, and I like having my readers go through a wave of emotions; but what I don't like is performing what I'm doing at the moment, writing these damned Author Notes. I just decided to do these because this is my first fiction here, and I want you all to adjust to how I write; instead of having set in your mind that I do not write well and that my story is confusing, when it was intended to be. Next fiction I won't write AN unless I truly have to. Anyways ignore my ranting and move on.

 


 

 

Did it take much for the desperate party to snap? The group of people who were betrayed or hurt like Caset was; did it? If not, those were surprisingly the same as the blond. At that very moment, the twenty five year old was unaware of what he should do, but the main focus was teaching Freddy a lesson. Although the thin male couldn't think quite clearly, he wanted to make the other man beg him for once. To plead him for forgiveness. It would be such an ego boost, and that was what he was waiting on. That was what he wanted.

 

"Fine," The blond head started. "If you want to fuck then let's do so Freddy. Please, do escort yourself to the room." Gesturing slightly with his hands. With a raised brow, Freddy began to stalk his way to the stairway, intending to take advantage of the moment. The elder man sure as hell expected for Caset to put up more of a fight than that. Either way, the masculine male was getting what he desired so there was no need to complain.

 

 

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"Please Freddy I am more than just horny...I'm needy...hungry for sex....enter me~" The smaller male purred, slightly lifting to turn onto his stomach and pushing his ass against the hard object in his hand. Caset arched as he pushed the toy into his puckered hole without preparation, hissing slightly.

 

 

"Ah!" The delusional male squeaked, nails clawing into the bed as he pondered on why the other was given such brutal thrust. He could practically feel the hostility from the man, with each assaulting pump to his insides.

 

 

Mouth hanging open in bliss, the jobless male came onto the bed, body being forced to relax. Silence carried out through the room, Caset panting breathlessly as his mind created that of a scenario; one that he'd had so long ago. Once Freddy had swiftly fled from the room after sex. It was strange, yet this time Caset knew where the man was going. He just knew it.

 

 

"Where are you going?" Thoughts not processing as well as usual, still slightly lost from the pleasurable act. Only silence followed behind his words, the thin figure jumping from the bed and chasing after the one he loved. "I CAUGHT AIDS FROM YOU FREDDY!" Throat scratching slightly from the yelling, and he began to cough, vision blurring slightly as he took a gasping breath and fell to the floor. Azure orb darted up, spotting a bleeding figure and with widened eyes yelled, "Freeeeeeddy!" Knowing that he had made a mistake. No, it wasn't him. What had happened?

 

 

With frantic movements, Caset scuffled from the floor, rushing down the stairs, almost tripping over his feet before making it to the body that laid upon the floor. Blue eyes trailed over the repeatedly stabbed body, a dumbfounded look settling on the thin male's face as he stared to the victim.

 

 

_Flashback_

 

 

With a raised brow, Freddy began to stalk his way to the stairway, intending to take advantage of the moment. When he stepped upon the first step a grunt was given, the man stunned at the sharp pain that electrified his body. Blood spilled from his wound, hand reaching down to grab at the railing of the stairs without success. The dark haired man stumbled back; losing his balance and falling, but not before the weapon was snatched from his flesh.

 

 

With a grunt, the businessman found himself amongst spilled blood. Coal orbs scrutinized the man above him. To the one person he never thought would hurt him. "Caset, w-what are y-y...-ou doing?" Gripping at the smaller male's leg and glaring. "You little bitch."

 

 

"Shut up Freddy." Voice calm as he raised his leg to shake the other grip away, and stepping over the bulkier body, smiling over the injured male as he lowered himself onto the masculine man's waist, straddling him with a small frown. "Nothing you says matter now. So, can we continue what we were going to do?" Licking his lips slightly as his finger played with the zipper of the other's pants.

 

 

"Wh-a....what the hell...i-is wrong with you? T-this is....th-...the reason I left you anyways. You're crazy, delusional an-...and you don't understand shit I want you to.. You're worthless...stupid, and a-ugh!" The sharp steel was buried into his stomach, the blond sneering with a deadly glare.

 

 

"Shut your mouth! Don't say another word! I've been through enough with you! All I've ever wanted was some fucking appreciation for once Freddy! For once!"

 

 

"Well you'll never get it. Do it. Stab me!" That statement was exactly what Caset did. He repeatedly slammed the knife into the muscular body until the offender's movements were completely still. Until the body was lifeless. --This feeling...so delightful. The unemployed blond thought. Finally, for once, the younger male could relished in the fact that he was free. He had accomplished something he's always wanted. Caset would no longer hear Freddy's barking commands, nor have to listen to him complain.

 

 

_Flashback End_

 

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Of course the feeling didn't last very long as the blond became aware of his actions. --Oh gods, what the hell did I do? Caset what the fuck is wrong with you? I have to call the police..-What? Are you crazy? I'd go to jail, no matter if I am the one to call. Ok, ok....there has to be something I can do. This was all Freddy's fault. I should have just made him leave. But....this is what he wanted. I will not be the blame for his actions. Hell, we are only doing the same to one another. The bastard clearly tried killing me. This is all self defense. Wait.... Hands going to grip into his hair as he lowered his head. "Arghh!" Caset yelled between his clenched teeth. This was all fucked up, but there was nothing that could be done now. It was a horrid mistake. One the anxious male was forced to live with.

 

 

Releasing his hair from the harsh grip, staggering to the kitchen, Caset took a hold of the refrigerator and yanked it open. He knew just the thing to get his mind off what was happening. For the moment he wanted no problems. He didn't want to think. Grabbing the content that he desired now more then ever, the fridge was shut, the blond sighing as be leaned against the counter. This was his life now. There was no changing it, but at least, just for the moment, he could forget it.

 

 

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The couch was more restful than it had ever been. Maybe because of the fact that Caset was tipsy and and his bastard of a husband had made him utterly uncomfortable. The television was powered on, the blond slouching on the couch to get more stable, at least in his intoxicated state. Hearing the sound of the device would help lure him to sleep, and divert his mind from Freddy. It was all that be needed at the moment. Pushing away the bowl of soup that he had warmed in the microwave, blue eyes closed as he willed sleep to take him.

 

 

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The sound of a roaring car was what woke the murderer, Caset groaning as he placed his hand against his head. He felt hot, even though the home was usually freezing to him. A headache was coming along, and it wasn't what the jobless male needed at the moment. With a glance up, Caset viewed the lifeless body upon the floor. The devious smile of his husband, and the sex was all that he could remember of last night. An exhale was given, a hand lifting to wipe at its owner's face. Standing shakily the man didn't expect for his body to convulse, forcing him onto the floor. The blond vomited, coughing as he chocked from the chunky substance. A groan was given, arms given out as the floor came closer to his face.

 

 

Thump

 

Caset lay there, the emptied food sticking to his flesh slightly as tears leaked from their home, his blue eyes. What the hell was he doing? He was fucking worthless. The thought would never completely leave. Sure they had a while ago. Sure the positive is all that he could remember when waking, but it was all there and there was no changing it. That body was Freddy's. He had hope that it would be different in the morning. That it was all a nightmare he needed to wake from.

 

 

Forcing himself on his feet, Caset rushed up the stairway to encase himself in the capacity of his bathroom. The blond was amid the calming scenery of the bathroom, the white surrounding calming his stature as he gazed at himself in the mirror for almost an eternity. With a flick of his wrist the faucet was turned on, hands being placed underneath the rushing water. Splashing his face with the warm liquid, Caset turned the knob once more, the water halting. With a heave, he places his hand amongst the sink, continuously staring to himself, small particles of devoured food lingering amongst his cheek. The main reason was to get his thoughts together, because moping all day wouldn't solve a damn thing; and jail was not an option.

 

 

"What's done is done. Can't just sit around all day can I?" Talking to himself as he backed away from his reflection, waltzing from the room and once again onto the first floor. Subconsciously he sat amongst the stairs, mind switching from subject to subject.

 

 

--How should I play this off. There has to be something I could do. If I....maybe I could make this look lik- wait...should I be worried of what will happen to me? No, this is about Freddy. All about Freddy. Yes, Freddy. Those thought before. What the hell was up with the whole delusional stairway scenario? Was it a dream? Because.....

 

 

 

Caset broke from his thoughts and smiled lightly as he shook his head with a chuckle. "That isn't what happened." He spoke to himself, standing slowly as he wiped the remaining vomit from his face with his shirt. With slow steps, the small form approached the lifeless figure on the floor. "You pushed my buttons Freddy so you got what you deserved." Falling onto the floor beside the other, lowering himself to kiss the now cold lips. "I'm sorry. Just speak to me." Running his finger over a puncture in the man's skin. "I didn't mean to do this." Placing his index and middle finger onto the floor, and animating a walking figure toward a bloodied object. With a smile, Caset took a hold of the knife. "You made me do this. You begged for me to. You wanted this. Remember?" Dropping his gaze from the other, a deep breath was taken as the grip tightened on the blood stained weapon. With enough force, the blond embedded the knife into his stomach, causing self injury. A scream fell from then slightly bruised lips, as his hands trembled with from the piercing pain. Gasping to rid as much pain as possible, he clenched his teeth and slowly pulled the blade from its place.

 

 

With heaving breaths, Caset dropped the knife, slowly taking a hold of the railing above him, pulling himself from the surface he sat against. Crimson liquid gushed from the wound as he took a step to the opposite wall. The damaged blond tried his best with keeping balance as he reached the phone. With a slow dial, the blond contacted the emergency room, vision unfocusing slowly before promptly fainting, body slamming against the floor, the phone mimicking the movement, continuing to ring.

 


 

AN: This chapter was difficult because I've never dine anything like it. I have found yet another love for writing. Now, I placed everything in chronological order. It all falls in place. If anyone is still confused you're fine, though if most your questions hadn't been answered, the ones that I intentionally placed in your head, then...I can't help. That all I could pull off. XD unless you PM me, BUT I do know a question that will linger in some people's head. I will clear that next chapter.

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. wow.... this. is. effin. awesome!!!! Freddy, I liked you, but I guess you got what you deserved

 

and nice update as always, tee. ^_^

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O.O guess that none of my ideas were right XD but this one is so much better! i love the change in Caset, i love how he finally went totally crazy and i can't wait to see what he does next \O/ the stabbing himself part..yep someone is totally crazy :3 oh and i like the way you write with the flash backs and all..makes a reader pay more attention to the story ^^

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Awesome chapter. You did put all in chronological order and I enjoyed confirming myself how the events really occurred. I can't wait to see what will happen with Caset next! You have a great talent to keep your readers curious! rabbit1

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AN: I had you all waiting so long for such a short, unimportant chapter. I apologize. I will make up for it next chapter. Been sort of busy lately.


The temperature was cold, having the slender figure to nestle more into the flimsy sheets, praying that the annoyance would dispatch. "I do not remember." A cracking voice broadcasted for the fifteenth time. --Damn, do these men have any sympathy? I'm injured for god's sake. I've been stabbed dammit. Well....even though I'm the reason, but to hell with that. It would bring less suspicion to me. That damn Freddy. Those damn delusions. All along I had just stabbed him. He hadn't mistakenly fell down the damn stairway. He hadn't choked me, not that he hadn't been a little violent that one time, and sadly I had fucked myself. How long....did it take me to accept that act? Surely it couldn't have been days. Dammit Caset, that'll only make you the suspect. Ok, I'm sure I manage to come back to my senses before then. It would have been a good damn reason for death if he had fell down the stairs, and I would have said so, but steps don't really puncture a human now do they? Damn that.

 

"We need you to cooperate sir. Don't you want this murder to be resolved?"

 

Azure orbs cast up to the cop standing beside his bed. Caset glowered at the particular man, sighing as he spoke. "Sir I would really like to rest. Please."

 

"We don't have time for that dammit!"

 

"I didn't say you did. Then on that fact, leave."

 

One uniformed fellow, who had been scowling once stepping into the room, leaning closer to the murderer with a deadly aura. "Listen here you little shit." Voice low and threatening as his glare became more harsh. "You will help us, and now."

 

"I don't have to talk to you. Take that up with an attorney that I will later receive. Get lost dammit!" Not letting up his anger as he quickly snatched the lightweight material above his head, declaring that the altercation was over. "Fuck that." The small being muttered to himself, rolling his eyes as he shifted about to put his back to the men. The losers hadn't left yet, which only pissed Caset off more. "Leeeeeeeeave!" He grumbled to those around him.

 

Without much more of a word, the blond heard boots clanking against the floor as the others made their leave. Glad that the cops had finally left his presence, Caset removed the sheet from hiding his features. Blue orbs were drawn to a small note that one seemed to have left. Sitting upright, the porcelain fingers reached toward the paper, bringing it up to read.

 

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How sad of you not to help us. I'm sure your husband is very disappointed. If you wish to speak more in the mean time, contact my personal number 769-21-...

-The cops

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With not even reading the whole passage, Caset rolled his eyes and bawled the material in between his fingers, darting his attention to the view outside the window. The twenty five year old began to gnaw on his bottom lip; nervous. Policemen had already began to investigate and there wasn't a chance to sterilize any of what he had caused. With the murder weapon not being discarded, Caset was in a hell of a pit.

 

"Way to go Caset!" He tried squalling to himself, albeit, due to the previous wailing, his voice couldn't exceed such octaves, leaving him to scratch his throat more in the cause.

 

--Dammit. Ok, so I've dug myself a hole. With as much evidence on me I'll surely go to jail. I can't go to jail! I wouldn't survive in that damn place. I'd get raped countless times, and sure I like...well...sex, but not in such a way as being raped. Let alone the abuse there. Ok! Calm down. Instead of being panicky, I need to be developing myself a plan. That couldn't be too hard. Oh what the fuck am I kidding. If I'm anything logical let's just say I'll be somebody's bitch for sure. With a murder weapon, only containing my fingerprints, and the blood of both Freddy and mine's, there was no way anyone else could be blamed. Ok...get it together. Lets think... Freddy's dead, by my hands. That knife only my fingerprints. Firstly, how will I explain my wound? There was no fucking way I'm admitting to harming myself! A loony bin is NOT where I want to be. I can't say Freddy stabbed me either...so that's surely something I should have thought on. Moving along...secondly, Freddy. My main problem. Had you not hurt me I wouldn't have defended myself. I wouldn't h-...wait..defending...that's it! It was self-defense. With Freddy hurting me that once, no...no...that can't work. Wait...did I injure myself...I could use that against him. The sex abuse, the head wound. The...the...um..stabbing? No..yes? There's got to be a way. Simply he forced me into stabbing myself, hence why I stabbed him. No, that can't work. Freddy was dead hours before I was even harmed...god dammit Caset. No, but they didn't know when my wound was produced. Great! Ok...no...wait....I'll just admit to wanting to commit suicide afterwards. The least that could happen is them sending me to a doctor to be checked for any sort of disorder. The least is depression. That could be healed with pills, correct? It's easy.

 

"Please...court...be in my favor." A small whisper escaped, the blond gripping onto the railing of his bed to stand. "I can't do this. I need to leave." With rapid movements, the slim male was standing and began to take a step, although suddenly his head began to spin as his vision fogged. With a grip on the bed, knuckles turning even more pale, the injured murderer was able to keep his balance. After a moment, the world was still once again. Blue orbs focusing once more, Caset swallowed the lump in his throat and released a breath. The only problem now was leaving the hospital.

 

Advancing across the room, the killer scrutinized the hall, trying to detect any movement or sound. Not hearing a single water drop, the slender figure shuffled out the room, speedily walking past the bathroom and to the right of him, placing his hand upon the railing as he raced down the stairs, not a second to lose. Upon entering the next hall, Caset released a small gasp, slinging himself back behind the walls of the staircase, holding his hand to his mouth so that his breathing could go undetected. The sound of heels tapping amongst the sleek floor became louder. Caset closed his eyes and hoped that the woman wouldn't have to use the stairway. When the brunette stopped at a door adjacent of him, he sighed in relief, waiting patiently as she slowly entered the room.

 

Without risking any other close-calls, Caset ducked and darted past the room, turning sharply on the left to the next hall as the exit was visible. He'd just have to get past the receptionist desk and he'd be fine. How in hell would he be able to do so? There was no way he could wait around and wait for something to happen, because he'd surely be caught by then.

 

"Oh what the hell." The escapee spoke to himself, taking his chances and increasing his speed, fully running out and past the woman. She had seen him on his way toward her, eyes bucked and mouth open the speak. Caset didn't care. He would not stay in this place any longer. This was too much for him to handle. He couldn't wait around to court date, be interrogated. No, that was all a scare.

 

"Sir get back here! Sir! I'm calling security!" The receptionist yelled after him, but Caset didn't listen, dashing for the exit and using his body to push the door open. When his foot touched the concrete, he smiled, making it seem as if he was locked in the hospital for thousands of years.

 

The blond hurried from the building, not wanting to be seen around in the hospital garments when the cops were contacted. "Where will I go?" Blue orbs setting onto a clothing store. "Stealing? Well...I suppose this is your road of crime Caset." stating in a matter-of-fact voice.

 

Dling, Dling, Dling

 

The bells rung, Caset glancing over to the cashier to see if the man had in fact glanced toward him. Seeing that he had no clothing on would make this harder, for he could just change, then lurk around for a few and leave. The gods had seemed to have left his side, as brown eyes connected with his azure ones. Those eyes...so beautiful. So...."Deryk?" familiar.

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you're really great at this. I like how mischievous Caset has gotten and that he met Deryk on the end of the chapter... Yup. I'm thrilled to see more of them. Great job, great writer teesie x3

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"Deryk?" Caset whispered, voice low and shaky, as he stepped from the entrance of the door; the loose, sky blue, hospital gown, polka-dotted with red and green, seeming still at such a small movement. "What are you doing here?" Asking yet another question.

 

Brown eyes lowered in amusement, Deryk turning his attention to regard the other customer, and handing the female the clothing, in which was bought. With a small bow of dismissal, the messy head brunette turned to regard the "customer."

 

"Oh, Caset. It is nice to see you once again. The reason I'm here is because," Glancing around before once again settling his brown orbs onto the blond. "well I work here. Um, are you ok?" A curious expression taking over his features.

 

Silence reigned between the two, the injured, former patient suddenly registering what was said before blinking and coming back to earth. "Oh. Uh. um...nice job?" He explain at a lost before giving a smile. "How are you?"

 

"I'm fine," The worker explain, amusement dropping from his voice at his next words. "but...you've yet to answer my question. Are you ok?"

 

"Huh?" Caset appearing to be lost, like a child in a store without their guardian. "Yes I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

 

"For the fact that you're .... In.... A hospital gown?" Right brow raising as he pushed off the counter to stride from behind the counter and into the opening.

 

With a sputter, the murderer slapped his hand against his forehead, memories returning so suddenly. "Right, stupid me. Um, I'm fine. I just had a crash? Yes ... Um...no need to worry." Lips pulling back ever so slightly to perform a weak smile, but it faltered as a dulling pain shot through his abdomen, a groan being released as he doubled over to grip at the bandages underneath the flimsy material.

 

"Caset!" Deryk yelled panicked, rushing to the other and taking him into his arms to comfort. "You sure you're ok? What are you doing out the hospital? Do you need me to walk you back?" Muddy eyes holding concern, features etched in confusion.

 

"NO!" The smaller male yelled, pushing the darker skinned man away, before realizing his actions and straightening his posture, just to undergo another convulsion and once again taking upon the previous position, hand gripping the thin gown. "I'm sorry." Forcing his voice out through the pain, slightly reaching a hand out for Deryk. "Pl-ease...do you have any pain killers." Porcelain fingers taking a hold of the other hands, slightly trembling with impatience. The blond just wanted the pain to go away.

 

The employed male nodded, rushing off behind the counter again to grab a bottle of water, that was his, and two pills. With hurry, the brunette was once again before the smaller male, handing him the items. "Please Caset, are you sure you do not wish for me to take you back to the hospital?"

 

"No, I'm fine." Slowly reforming his natural posture and taking the pills and water that was offered to him. Lifting the small, white pain killers, he popped them into his mouth and swallowed the water behind them, pushing the meds down his esophagus and soon into his stomach.

 

"Thank you." The widower uttered, taking a cautious step forward; Deryk wrapping his arm around the other to lead behind the work surface. The brunette stared to the pained man in distress. "Stop looking at me like that. I'll be fine." Caset laughed, playfully striking the man.

 

"I'm just worried. I don't like seeing you like this. Why are you here? You should be in the health center."

 

"Can we stop talking about the damn infirmary. Please?" Tone holding annoyance, with a heavy sigh following behind.

 

Hands raising in defense, the darkly bronzed male nodded, smiling slightly. "I apologize."

 

 

"No need to apologize. I just...had many bad experiences with hospitals." Caset openly lied, pursing his lips and hoping the story would work.

 

"Of course. I really am sorry. So....why are you here?"

 

"I just came to buy myself some clothing, but....I'm without money." Azure crystals darting to Deryk's brown orbs. The working man frowned slightly before sighing.

 

"It's fine. I'll pay for them. Go buy whatever it is you please. Just don't get....too greedy." The brown haired male announced, giving a gantle smile to the one before him.

 

Cadet bit onto his bottom lip, standing and tossing himself into the lightly larger man's arms. "Thank you. You're the best Deryk." Lowering his arms and smiling seductively. "I have to repay you somehow."

 

"No, there's no need to-.." His sentence being interrupted as he felt a soft pair of slightly plumped lips upon his. With a quick reflex, the darker male pushed Caset away, eyes widening slightly. "What are you doing?"

 

"Repaying you silly." Smile getting larger with each word as he once again lifted upon his tip toes to kiss the taller male again; although, with self-control, the brunette managed to push him away once more.

 

"No Caset. I-I don't need to be repaid. Just get yourself something and....um..leave?" The clerk was a little uncomfortable with the thin, twenty five year old around at the moment.

 

"Leave? No, I can't simply just take something without giving."

 

"Then just pay me back whenever you get the chance to." Deryk opted, hoping that could win the argument. The area fell quiet, not a single customer, besides Caset, in the store at the moment.

 

"Nonsense. Let me repay you." Dropping into his knees and shuffling toward the other male with an innocent look. Brown orbs clashed with blue ones, the employed male at a lost for words until the battle of their eyes broke, and a hand touched his crotch.

 

"Caset no." Pushing the other's hand away quickly.

 

"Oh relax. I can tell that you want this just as much as I want to give it. I can feel your stress Deryk." Voice low and sultry, pearly white teeth showing as a pink member sweep across them so wantonly. "You and your boyfriend still arguing?" Caset's brow raising as his mouth was left slightly open, his tongue pushing against his upper canine teeth, trying his hardest not to laugh at the clerk's expression. Porcelain fingers fiddled with the button of the khaki pants, smiling as he began to once again talk. "I can tell that you need relief Deryk. Your body is so tensed. I can help." The pants now undone, the blond's finger tracing the lining of the zipper.

 

"I won't. I won't do this." The brunette's called out. Hands quickly reaching to button his pants back, but the murderer caught them into his.

 

"I'm doing you a favor. You probably haven't had sex since we last talked. I could feel your cock twitching sir." Teasing slightly, releasing the other's hand and yanking the pants down, the plain grey boxer now into view. "What your boyfriend doesn't know won't hurt him. Let me help you." Leaning closer to the enticing organ before him, tongue so adamantly pressing against the member, the material still guarding the prize.

 

"Caset no. Stop it." Trying to pull away, but the counter didn't allow such movements. In a matter of seconds, the other had unsheathed his member, and was slowly dragging his tongue along the flesh like that of a Popsicle. Deryk stared shocked, as blue orbs stared up to him, a smirk along the blond's lips, as he placed the other's flaccid member into his mouth. The tongue played with the length, lightly drumming against the head as he slowly used his hand to help with hardening the anatomy more quickly.

 

Within moments, saliva drumming at the carpet, Caset slurped at the cock with much effort, bobbing his head more quickly. By this time Deryk was in a trance, having been asking for the blond to halt his action, albeit the pleasure at this point was way too overpowering. Fellatio was a performance that his boyfriend refused to do, let alone talk about it. The views were disgusting to him.

 

Pulling away, tongue swirling around the head of the member, Caset glanced up once again and smiled, stroking the member. "Told you it'll be better if you just gave in. You're looking to be enjoying yourself." Pinkish lips wrapping just around the top of Deryk's organ, Caset's pink muscles slowly pressing at the slit, gathering the precum.

 

Once again releasing the penis from his mouth, the jobless twenty five year old sluggishly dragged his tongue underneath the organ, slicking the brunette's length in more saliva. "Mm." He hummed in delight, deciding to show off his skills and engulfed the endowed clerk, slightly gagging but not enough for the need to breath. He held his position, azure eyes never leaving the face of the other's.

 

Deryk had never seen such a promiscuous look. That along with the unearbly tight space of the hot, moist cavern his member was logged in, was enough to make him cum; his seeds painting the trachea with three intense blasts.

 

Not being warned of the sudden climax, Caset pulled off quickly, coughing as he slowly swallowed the sperm, sighing and licking at his lips with contentment. "Deryk...you came so quickly." He teased, slowly holding the slowly deflating erection as he licked at the member, gathering all the semen. After the mopping with his tongue, the murderer pulled back with a smirk. Standing, Caset leaned in to kiss Deryk, but was shoved roughly, the thin body stumbling and falling onto the floor.

 

"What the hell is wrong with you!" He yelled, after coming into realization as to what happened. The brunette could have hurt him for heaven's sake. Why'd he react that way?

 

"Get out Caset. Now." The worker voiced, quickly fixing his clothing. "Leave. Now."

 

The blond's face scrunched in disgust as he stood and growled slightly. "You disgust me you asshole!"

 

"Yeah, said the guy who goes and blow people they barely know."

 

"You know what...fuck you. I don't have to be here. Bastard." He grumbled, bumping past the man and shoving his way out of the store. That was unsuccessful. Well, where from now?

 

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deryk is back \O/ not that that's important, but you know i like him ^^ i really love how caset changed over the time..so helpless at the beginning, but now he took things in his own hands and all..but damn, he should have stayed in the hospital XD now he really is suspicious..also he really is a little w*ore isn't he O.O but i like deryk's reaction..it's so..human?also, you're keeping true to the title..this really is some sad life, caset has :p really curious what he'll do now..

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I was excited to find out there are new chapters out. After some tiring and busy days irl, I took my time to relax reading this awesome piece of work!

 

I like it a lot how you pictured Caset's development, from a weak guy, to the tricky person he became due to his unfortunate luck.

I totally agree with Ayakashiu, he became even more suspicious now that he ran away from the hospital. rabbit1 I'm very curious how will he manage to escape... if he will.

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A/N: Sorry for the long wait for such an unimportant, short chapter. This is just leading up to a bigger cause, and I will be throwing in a better chapter to mask some unimportant business. You'll enjoy it though. I hope. Anyways....please continue forward. I'm blaming my beta read

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The wind blew strongly, seeming to whistle its own song. With azure eyes glancing to the sky, it was easy to tell that the weather would soon become worse.

 

"I'll be damned if I let myself be caught without a fight. Not as if I wouldn't get years in prison, if not a death sentence." He spoke to himself loudly, the wind deafening his voice.

 

--There has to be something I can do. I just can't stand around here all day, or else I'd surely get caught. The blond thought to himself, releasing a heavy sigh that was lost with the pattern of the breeze.

 

Starting with a slow stride, Caset began toward the nearest gas station, gradually speeding his walk. The murderous patient had drove down this street various times before, therefore was familiar with the direction of his destination, which wasn't far.

 

Within moments, blue orbs were darting amongst the, rapidly entering, cop cars. Of course this would be a certain place all escapees would run to, seeing as most usually weren't on foot as he. With slow steps, the injured male hid himself in the department where tires and rims were stored.

 

"Sir, can I help you?" A deep, husky voice asked, having the blond to jump, scream, and quickly cover his mouth as he turned with wide eyes to the other. Damn, the guy had just appeared from thin air.

 

"Oh fuck," The suspect breathed, "you scared the hell out of me." A laughter falling from his lips, before he stepped closer to the other man. "Please don't tell anyone I'm here. I'm um...sort of er....hiding. Nothing serious, just that I'm a little to stressed to speak on certain topics at the moment."

 

The only expression the other man broadcasted was confusion with a hint of not caring. "I don't...um...you aren't supposed to be back here."

 

There was only a feeling of panic rushing through the slender figure. At this rate, there was no possible way escape would be a success. The sounds around went deaf, the blond staring at one place as his lips parted ever so slightly. It seemed as if there was nothing left to strive for. All goals were wasted, destroyed. The idea of fleeing seem futile. What were the chances?

 

"-llo! Hello!" Setting a hand upon the suspect's shoulder, having Caset come to his senses, away from his dream state. "You can't be back here."

 

Yanking away from the other's touch, the young adult growled and turned once again to the opening of the department, biting onto his lip as he slowly waltzed from the building, speeding into a jog as he spotted a truck about ready to leave the station. If the cops even glanced his way, to see his attire, he knew for sure that he'd be a goner.

 

With a tap onto the side of the vehicle, the injured male gave a smile to the elderly man that looked at him from the window. "Um, sir...I need a ride."

 

"No, no," Voice trembling with a hoarse tone. "get away." The old man spoke, once again facing the direction of the rode.

 

"No sir please!" Having the other to turn his way again with a slight annoyance. "Please...I just got out of the hospital, see." Showing the thin layer that was covering his naked body from view. "I was injured, and my bo- er...girlfriend left me, and I just need a ride home. Please." Never had the blond foreseen himself in such a situation. The thought had never come to mind. Being on the run from killing someone be loved wasn't even a nightmare anymore. It was reality.

 

At that moment Caset just wanted to cry out. Not from depression, but more so of irritation and anger. Begging was so beneath him. There was the thought of snatching the elderly man from the car, stomping his face into the dirt, and taking the truck for himself. "Damned cops." He whispered to himself, attention snapping to the older man as he began to spoke.

 

"Fine, get in. Where is it that you wish to go?"

 

"Oh thank you." Casey praised, dashing around the vehicle and leaping into the passenger seat. "Hm, can you take me to Itza." The place was a highly recommended restaurant. This was the area Freddy would go to, whenever he was to celebrate a promotion. It wasn't for the fact that Caset wanted to eat, but because he needed money for new materials, especially clothing. What was better than going to such a restaurant at night, and prancing the street for someone willing to give cash?

 

--This has to be my last night here. Where else would I stay in the mean time? This sucks! Even in your death you fucking haunt me Freddy. Why make shit so difficult? Mad because I killed your ass! I-

 

"Hey! I said we are here!"

 

Caset snapped from his thoughts, glancing to the man and giving a frown. "Ok dammit! Don't yell!" The murderer commanded, opening the door to leave the presence of the other man. A grip was given to his shoulder, having the blond to glance back to the elderly man with an irritated expression.

 

"Excuse me?" The thin figure voiced, slowly pulling himself from the grasp. "What is it?"

 

"I was wondering how you'd pay me."

 

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OTL don't blame me o3o i work for free here, so i can take my time XD soooooo..the story..caset kind of messed up by going to the gas station, but it is an obvious place to go and he was lucky to get out of a mess again :p i love how he thinks about freddy, still not regreting he did it..i do wonder how he'll pay the driver though XD

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Even if it's a short chapter, I enjoyed it! I really like how Casset plans his escape, from where to hide, to how to make some money... It keeps me curious to read the next part. rabbit14

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A/N:Hey, I'd like to dedicate this to a very loyal reader,

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I hope that you like this chapter. XD


Not a word was muttered between the two accompanying the vehicle. Caset was currently raking his brain for words to express after such a statement. The much older male was seriously asking him for a sexual favor, at least that's what the blond contemplated. Releasing a inaudible sigh, the blond smiled seductively and placed his ring finger into his mouth, in fact the jewel still present. It didn't surprise him that a man of such looks and age wasn't getting much sex.

 

"Aw, sir you want to fuck me? Here I was thinking that I should mask my sexuality before you. Mm, but sir," Mustering the most innocent look he could give, albeit the devious gleam never left the azure eyes. "I'm married. Do you not care?" Teeth being shown as a devilish simper dominated his features. One's true nature could not be hidden so easily.

 

The younger of the two sluggishly ran his pink muscle across the gem with a seductive hum. This act couldn't remind the blond any more of Freddy. It just so familiar.

 

_Flashback_

 

"Ah damn, look at this. Are you kidding me Freddy. Do I have to wear this just to get attention? I mean, I think I'm pretty damn capable myself." The young, thin male said, lifting his hand behind his head to check out the outfit. The clothing consisted of cut off black jeans, short enough to expose much skin, and a transparent jacket with no shirt underneath; the material long enough to cover the pants.

 

"You telling me you don't like the look?" Freddy asked, smirking lightly as he wrapped his arms around the other.

 

"Well for the fact that it looks like I have no pants on, and the jacket is overly big, with the shorts so tight...eh, I suppose it is fine."

 

The elder man rolled his eyes, and shook his head. "What? You insulted every piece. How the hell is it ok?" Cackling before shrugging. "Whatever the reason, you should attract enough attention to get money."

 

"Mmmm." The sultry male pouted, folding his arms across his chest. "I haven't had you in over a week Freddy. This isn't fair." The blond said lowly, his bottom lip poking out, taking on the look of a kid.

 

"You complain too much." Freddy stated dryly as he shook his head. "Chill brat." Pursing his lips as he glanced out the window. "This is the best way to get money. I promise you. In no time we will have what we want. Itza is where those who are wealthy come to eat. One day....I wish to dine here as well."

 

Caset was reduced to a stupor, staring to his companion as the other muttered mostly to himself. The dark haired male had dreamt of only coming to such a place, which was a unknown fact for the blond. Well, if striving for rich was what the two would do, they'd have to do more than this. Stealing and trading off sex could never get them there, but this wasn't the life the two really depended on. Once the objection was reached, the younger male promised to change. It was needed.

 

With a smile, the seductive teen began to speak. "Then how about we treat ourselves?" Blue eyes dancing slightly before the orbs steered away and to the ground. "I know we are doing this to get ourselves what we've been wanting for so long, but....how about just fortonight...we treat ourselves." Once again gazing to the sole purpose of his affection.

 

Freddy said nothing as he stared back to his darling with a blank expression. He wasn't too sure how to answer to that. The offer was good, true; but neither he or Caset were prosperous, therefore the act would be a waste of time and money.

 

"No, I refuse to do so. We'll be able to go one day Caset. Just you wait."

 

With such small a statement, the smaller of the two gave a face splitting grin, as he waltzed to the other with a pinky held out.

 

"Pinky promise?"

 

Locking their fingers tightly, Freddy nodded and smirked. "Pinky promise."

 

-x-

 

Caset beamed as he leaned over to kiss the lips' of the man before him. Damn, just the look on the other's face was priceless. Giving a favor to the man felt nice, and the blond didn't mind the action much anyhow. Working hard for a wanted goal in life was a characteristic the less matured male had learned over the years. It was now so natural.

 

"Mm, you know I'd willingly do my best for you, right? There is nothing I would work so hard for other than you, Freddy. I love you." The smaller teen broadcasted, puckering his lips as he winked. "Mm, you didn't think I'd make so much did you? So, how does it feel huh? To finally get a taste of your dream before we really hit the jackpot?" Caset said, a smile present in his voice. "Surely enough we can only afford the cheapest thing on the menu, but one day we will be able to buy this." A finger pointing to the highest meal on the menu. The blue eyed male just couldn't shake the feeling of giddiness. Dining in the restaurant of the rich for the first time was an honor. Caset just, for once, wanted to do something for them to enjoy. Something for Freddy to enjoy; most of all.

 

"Soon enough everything will change." A hand reaching over to take the larger ones of his partner's. "Just you watch Freddy. We will never fail one another. Never."

 

_Flashback End_

 

A gasp was given as a hand connected with the soft, pale cheek of the blond's. With a shudder, Caset stared with a little fright present in his eyes before it died so suddenly. Lips curled to smile lightly at the old guy; the injured male bitting into his bottom lip with a wink.

 

"Sorry. Um, yes let me start." Reaching down to the blue jeans of the stranger's.

 

_Flashback_

 

Pale fingers played with the button of the taller man's jeans. Freddy had seriously enjoyed himself, and Caset was again happy. This was the second time in the average of three month that the two had actually been able to dine at Itza.

 

"Did you enjoy yourself. It was better than last time, right? Mhmm, at least we were able to choose between two foods this time."

 

The elder male stayed quiet as he slightly pushed the younger boy away from him. The multi-cultured restaurant was a very comfortable place, but it wasn't their current goal. Freddy hated the fits Caset would pull just to have him partake in a meal. Sure it was a area that was wished of him, but it wasn't a must. All dreams couldn't be acquired, and the dark haired fellow was passable with the fact. It just wasn't understandable as to why Caset continued the act of sexual favors when he didn't enjoy it, just so that he, Freddy, would find something pleasant.

 

"This is ridiculous. You do realize that this is just a place to eat right? You're willingly doing an activity that you don't enjoy just so that you can dine here. Do you understand how stupid that is? How much time and money you're wasting?"

 

Caset growled, stomped his foot, and glowered to the bigger male. "What? This isn't ridiculous! I like to see you happy. Is there something wrong with that?" Of course the blond could see as to how others would think this was absolute madness. He could see how those bastards could judge him for belittling himself and his choices just to eat. A simple act that all humans do, albeit this was different for Caset. It was for the fact of making his beloved content and selfishly relish in the aura that radiated from Freddy. Regardless of what all others said, the thin male only looked forward to the acceptance of the guy in front of him. Nothing else mattered.

 

"Now, since you won't seem to show me that sexy smile," Dropping to his knees and shuffling closer to the tall, dark handsome man. "maybe I can help you with that." Fingers reaching forward and succeeding to undo the button of the pants, slowly sliding the zipper down and chuckling lightly.

 

"Freddy," Taking the semi-erect anatomy in his hand, and giving it a gentle lick. "I love you."

 

_Flashback End_

 

A sudden splash of semen, to the face, awoke Caset from his day dream, the blond hair swaying as he swiftly pulled away with a groan. "Damn you." He whined, wiping the cum away and upon the seat. "You could have warned me!"

 

"I did. You just didn't listen." With all the memories swaying through his head he was unable to really concentrate. Was this regret? Did he really wish Freddy was here beside him?

 

--Caset get a hold of yourself. Fuck this and fuck Freddy. There is only two choices blondie. Here, a place to be free and scour however you'd like, or behind bars being treated like a dog, and continuously being gang-raped by a bunch of men who don't deserve your sweet ass. Which will it be Caset. You've made it this far...so come on.

 

There wasn't a third route. It was either this or going to jail. Those memories proved enough to him. This was not belittling in the least. It was a scheme he had always done. It was how the male received what was needed, even that certain importance he and Freddy wanted; their marriage. Disgusting and not particularly agreeable with society, but it was done. It was their happy ending, or at least it use to be.

 

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I love the chapter! Thank you so much! rabbit8

I also liked the flashbacks. I felt so sorry for poor Casset, he seems to still miss Freddy, despite the way his husband treated him.

 

I'm so so curious to see if he'll manage to escape the jail.

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Sorry to all my readers. I've had problems in life that kept me away from YO a lot.My apologies. Now that, that is all gone....I can wrote Caset again, which I very much missed. So yeahhhh...look forward to an update soon. Very soon. \0/

 

Oh, and reminder. This story, as I said before, is just to have you all get adjusted to the way that I write. Whenever I am to start another story..it will be more detailed, angst-y, suspenseful, etc. So yeah....thanks for being patient. OTL My apologies.

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I started to read from the first page yesterday, and I just finished now

Your style of writing makes a person attached to the screen without looking away ^_^ thank you for sharing

I can't wait for the next chapter :)

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oh! You're too kind. This surprised me, seeing as this is just more so a practice, but...I thank you so much. I will have a chapter soon. Just be patient with me. I notified everyone so that they'd know....I'll begin on it soon. Just getting some things together. Thank you more for reading.

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Well, here is the long awaited chapter. I can't see how you all like this so much. I am better now. Emotions are hell to deal with. Well... No excuse. I will try my best to update weekly on this story until it is finished. This is only practice you all. XD bare with me.


 

Caset sat alongside the road, counting the money that he had earned. With finishing, the blond sighed and glanced toward the stars. There wasn't a feeling of accomplishment, even though he had made enough money to offer another and flee the town. Standing weakly, blue orbs scanned the surrounding before the small figure waltzed to a darkened alleyway. Propping himself against the wall, Caset closed his eyes and began to weep. There wasn't much else that he could do at the moment. With reminiscing about Freddy, the younger man was saddened.

 

--What's the use anymore. I killed him, and it wasn't even worth it. Maybe we just weren't meant to be. Memories would have remained whether he made new ones with another or not. I...am delusional. Maybe I am crazy. Maybe I'm having a nightmare. It was once before.

 

Tears fell more rapidly from the azure orbs as pinching himself didn't wake him from the nightmare. With not much of a care, Caset slide down to sit upon the ground, the bricks of the building digging into his skin. Sniffling, the young adult pondered on how to wake from such a catastrophe. A gasp was given, as a thought swarmed his mind.

 

Die. I've always heard that if one dies in their dream...they're to die in real life, although I've always woke as soon as death was to meet me. Maybe...if I.....

 

"Oh, shut up Caset. This is reality. There isn't much you can do now. Live with the mistake you committed."

 

With slapping a hand against his forehead, the blond stood with a frown. He admitted to making a mistake. He would also admit to being delusion and a fucking lunatic. It was those aspect that caused more trouble than needed.

 

"Are you kidding me Caset! Don't fucking forget what that low life caused for you. It is because of that bastard that I am going through this. He should have stayed with his virus without spreading its disease to me. Disgusting!" He exclaimed, fist clenching before suddenly all anger left him. Across the street was the face of a familiar woman. None other than the parent of Freddy's. Tears were climbing down her cheeks. Devastating was written into her expression. Blue orbs continued to stare, lips slightly parted.

 

"Caset..." A trembling voice said, the petit male blinking out of thoughts. Here he was standing before the woman with her hand in his. He had advanced toward her unconsciously.

 

"Oh gods. I'm so sor-"

 

"Those damn cops have you as suspect. You have no need to be sorry sweetheart. I'm sure that they'll find that monster that wronged my son. A spouse is always thought to have committed such a crime, but I know you'd never hurt my son." She spoke, raising a hand to stroke the other's cheek.

 

Caset's eyes met the pavement beneath him. The woman before him had such a kind heart. He was sure that even if the lady had knew of the case, she'd not want to severe all bonds, other than just wanting justice. With a sad smile, the blond pulled away and bowed slightly.

 

"I'm sorry. I'll be on my way."

 

"Wait! Darling...don't you wish to join me" She spoke, watching the other with teary eyes. Caset glanced to the mother of his spouse before giving a shake of the head. He didn't see what good could come out of being with the woman. She was troubled enough, and although Caset wished to console her, he was sure that the will to confess would be too strong. It surprised the blue eyed man enough that the lady was stronger than believed. Some women wouldn't be out and about when their son was no longer living.

 

With a wave, Caset dashed off to a location away from prying eyes. The plan had to go into act any time now. With money, there was a need for a new identity. That would all have to wait until after he was able to escape from this town. Time was running out, and the young adult was sure that any day now he'd be on television as an escapee.

 

-x-

 

Caset had been walking for more than two hour now, the wind having picked up its speed. The breeze was cold, having the small figure to shiver. After a moment with resting against the wall, azure orbs zeroed in on a flyer. Brows furrowing slightly, the murderer tore the paper from its place to read. It wasn't much of importance, just slightly for entertainment. Sighing loudly, he dropped the leaflet. All that Caset needed at the moment was a place to rest. He was hoping for a nice, firm, comfy bed.

 

"Gods, this is exhausting. Why can't things be easier for me. I'm sure that everyone else has such an easy life. Well, I suppose I should be thankful I haven't been caught in all this time. I'm being pretty damn careless, aren't I? Of course I am." The delusional male spoke to himself. If he was to keep at this pace and rate, Caset was sure he'd be caught.

 

"What a waste that would be. Ok...from now on...we have to think. Well...I. No more mistakes."

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