Who Are You

It had been about a week that I've lived with Mr. and Mrs. Darnell. They seemed like everything you could imagine in parents. Perfect. Just perfect. I was so happy to live with them, someone who actually cares and loves you, it just felt amazing. I knew that they weren't my real parents but I enjoyed what I had, while I had it.

I had just finished eating dinner as just as I was about to stick my dishes in the dishwasher they were taken from me. I looked up to see Mrs. Darnell holding everyone's dishes. "I got it Oliver! Why don't you go hop in the shower and get washed up." She offered, showing her perfect teeth with her perfect smile. Now I had good straight teeth, but this women's teeth were just blinding. I nodded as I began to walk the mountain of stairs. I started to get used to them, just not completely, not yet.

I finally got up to my new bedroom and grabbed some new boxers and a T-shirt. I quickly slid into the bathroom and turned the shower on. I threw my cloths off and into a laundry basket. I'm surprised they do everything around the house, no maids or butlers, no nothing to do anything for them. That's how nice they are. I kinda love it!

I hopped in the shower and stood there for about 10-20 minutes. Okay. 30 minutes at top, before I started to wash my hair and body. They go to bed at 9 o'clock sharp, we eat at 8 o'clock, usually finish around 830-845. So they should already be in bed right about now. I finished washing myself and sat on the ground, letting the water fall onto my head. It was so relaxing.

I was in the shower for at least an hour, but who really knows. I tossed my boxers and T-shirt on, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and then exited the bathroom finally. I walked down the hallway then suddenly heard the sound of the front door closing. I stumbled and a quiet squeak slid out of my mouth. I pressed my back again the wall and slid down, my hands were tightly against my mouth as I held my breath.

I didn't know what to do. Is someone trying to break in?! Were they just locking the door? Did they go and get something? Am I hearing things? I shook my head and slowly leaned over to look throw some bars that kept anyone from falling off the second story. I moved my hand from my mouth when I couldn't see anyone.

Before I could even blink, I was yanked up by the back of my shirt and lifted off the ground. I was turned and then slammed against the wall I was hiding behind. I winced and yelped before opening my eyes again and looking into an unknown mans. His eyes were a light blue, they sparkled like a million stars were gliding across them. His black messy hair laid over part of his eyes, only making his appearance worse of how hot he was already.

He pushed my hard against the wall. I could feel tears being to bubble was I stared into the mans eyes, not making a noise. "What are you doing in my house mutt." He said with anger. I could feel my cheeks brighten as I replayed his voice over and over in my head. I shook my head after a second and was then threw to the ground. I squeaked and winced again.

"M-Mr. D-Darnell-" I happened to say with the air being knocked out of me, plus all the fear I had of what was happening. Soon enough the man was on top of me, pinning me down. I felt a sharp object be injected into my side, my shirt had been above my stomach so it way easier to see the blood. He kept pushing it deeper until I began to cry. "F-Fost-er!" I yelled out desperately as my hands were wrapped around the mans back so tightly I couldn't feel them any longer.

The knife was quickly removed after I said that one word. "Your the new foster kid aye?" He asked, but I knew he didn't want me to respond so I kept quiet. he leaned down to the side of my face to where I could feel his breathing on my ear. "Let's keep this little incident between us okay?" He said, kind of sounding cocky. I kept my arms tightly around his back, scared to do anything. I heard a soft chuckle come from him as he stared into my eyes.

He leaned down again, our lips almost touching. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to get hurt for moving him, but I didn't want to be raped at the same time. "Your that desperate?!" He said with disgust. "Get out more and find a boyfriend to kiss you. That's disgusting!" He said as he got off of me with a more quick manner.

"I-I was scared! What was I supposed to do! Push you away and then you hurt me even more..!?" I exclaimed. He looked down at me, his eyes slowly widening. He laughed quietly and held a hand out for me. I hesitated but then took his hand as he pulled me to my feet. He brought me closer to him so he could whisper in my ear.

"Baby.." he paused and laughed quietly again. "If I wanted to hurt you..it would've already happened~" he said and then bit my ear. I flinched but then froze. Those words frightened me. Who says that?! I place my hand over where he slightly stabbed me and pushed my T-shirt against it to slow the bleeding. I winced in pain but when I looked back up the man was gone. My eyes widened fast in surprise. The hallway was way too long to be able to even run down it in time of really anything.

"You never even told me you're name.."