As we were walking through the courtyard, I noticed a sea of tombstones which littered the ground. I shivered involuntarily and moved closer to Aiden.
Maddi and Marissa were the first ones in, surprisingly. I would rather die than be the first to enter a house so mysterious.
Out of nowhere, a loud "Boo!" pierced the silent atmosphere, and everyone but Aiden and a few other guys jumped and screamed in shock, only to see that it was just a joke.
"Haha, you guys are such panises!" Some football player cackled. I felt really dumb, because not only should I have known that some moron would be planning something like that, but because I had grabbed Aiden's arm in the heat of the moment.
"Sorry.." I mumbled, purposely not looking at him.
"It's cool. I have a feeling that'll be happening throughout our stay, so I'll get used to your reactions." He shrugged.
"You're a big dumbass!" I heard Maddie say to the wanna-be ghost.
"That's nothing compared to what's said about you."
"Fuck you."
"How unladylike.." he snickered.
"Is he always so mean?" Aiden asked me.
"Yeah, but usually only to the geeks and such."
"Is he homophobic towards you?"
"Sometimes."
"I see."
Our conversation was cut short by a butler-looking man as we made our way into the grand hall of the mansion.
"Hello and welcome. I trust you all will enjoy your stay here, and if not.. well hopefully you'll live to tell the tale." His eyes twinkled. "There are two kitchens; one down either hall." He nodded to his left and right, indicating two long, dark halls, lit lightly by small candles in the walls.
"You will find the bedrooms on the fourth floor. They've been furnished and prepared for you all. Inside you will find two beds; one for you, and your roommate. The bathrooms are at the end of each hall, and for your sake, I hope none of you plan on starting any trouble. You don't want to find out how the supernatural justice system works. Enjoy your stay." He grinned as he walked out of the mansion.
We found Maddie and Marissa so we could go unpack in our rooms. Aiden and I chose a room in the middle, and the girls chose the room across from ours.
"Wow, it's so beautiful." I gasped as we sat on our beds. The beds were extremely soft, with a gigantic mirror the wall opposite of them reflecting our expressions. A figure was carved into our bedposts, and although I couldn't quite make it out, Aiden seemed to believe it was an angel.
"How do you figure?"
"Her wings are covering her breasts, her head is down, and her legs are crossed. She looks like an angel." he said.
"Maybe they're our guardian angels for our stay here." I joked, trying to be less tense. Aiden didn't scared at all, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something bad would happen soon. I half-wanted to get up and make sure nothing was hiding in my closet, but I imagined how dumb that would look.
"Wanna unpack now?" I asked Aiden.
"Sure. Give me a second." He said, taking off his flip flops and putting on some white ankle socks. Usually I'm not a graphic person, but he looked fucking beautiful. I would like jump his bones, but he'd probably throw me through a wall or something excruciating. Maybe not, though.
"Want me to get your bags?" he asked.
"Oh, um, sure." I said. I didn't really know whether to be ashamed because I was so much weaker than he was, or whether to feel comforted because he doesn't see me as a 'pansy' or anything like most of my classmates would. Either way, it was mysteriously comforting that he wasn't a hardass.
"Wow, what are these?" I asked, trying my hardest to stifle my giggles.
"Er, we swapped bags I guess." He blushed for the first time, grabbing the Snoopy gym shorts from my hands.
"Those are so cute!" I snickered.
"Thanks, I guess." he murmured.
"What are you boys up to?" Maddie poked her head in our room. "God, you haven't unpacked yet?"
"Sorry, we packed more than just a few bras." I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever. Marissa and I are gonna go get something to eat. Want us to wait for you?" Maddie said.
"You don't have to." Aiden said.
"Well the truth is, we're scared to walk in the dark alone. So we'll wait for our buff guy-pals to escort us!" She winked before walking out.
"She's something else." Aiden said, pulling a hoodie out of his bag. Even though it was summer, it was nearly freezing inside the mansion. "Mind if I change?" he asked.
"Oh, um, er. Yeah! Go ahead." I stuttered.
"Kay." He said, slipping off his soft shorts, exposing two muscular thighs that flexed with power and an unusual grace as he slipped some grey sweat pants over his legs. Then he pulled a real heavy sweatshirt over his body, messing up his blond hair in a cute way.
Finally looking at me, he said, "That small hoodie isn't gonna keep you warm. Want my jacket?"
"I don't think that'd be such a good idea. The last thing I want is guys accusing you of being my boyfriend or something."
"Those prepubescent boys don't bother me, at all. Just take it."
"Fine." I took his large jacket and draped it over my shoulders. Naturally it was much too large, but it was insulated on the inside and a warm feeling of comfort raced through my body. For some reason, I didn't think it was entirely from the jacket.
"Let's go. The girls are waiting on us." He said, walking behind me as we met the girls in the hallway. We saw some friendly faces lingering outside all huddled up, and then some not so friendly faces, specifically Travis and the 'wanna-be ghost', who was called Jason. They were, of course, roommates.
"Dayum." Jason wolfwhistled as Maddie walked by, her wet hair draping down her back.
"Ugh." she rolled her eyes and moved closer to our group.
"Aren't you cold?" Marissa asked her.
"I had a very hot shower. I can't believe how much hot water there was. It's like it was infinite."
"Maybe it was." Aiden said quietly.
As we made our way through the hallway leading to the kitchen, I felt myself and Marissa get slammed into the wall. Someone had their hands around my throat, and Marissa was seemingly unconscious. I tried kicking the assailant, but it was too dark to even see my feet. I dared not kick wildly, for I was afraid of hitting one of my friends.
"Stop!" I gasped out, and I saw the faint shadowey figures of Madie and Aiden stop and turn around. The guy (or I assumed it was a guy) strangling me suddenly let go and ran the opposite direction we were heading, but Aiden bolted after him with extraordinary speed. I heard an oddly familiar voice gasp in pain as Aiden tightened his headlock around the guy's neck.
As Aiden illuminated the predator's face with his cell phone, we all soon saw that it was Jason who had assaulted me and Marissa.
"What the fuck is your problem?!" Madie yelled, her voice echoing off of the stone walls.
Jason tried to talk, but could only make a gagging/gurgling noise as an enraged Aiden cut off his air supply.
"You should probably let him talk." I said in a small voice. Aiden released his vice grip on Jason, who instantly gasped for breath.
"I just want to have a chance with you alone, baby." Jason grinned at Madie.
"So you assault my friends in an attempt to charm me, then get your ass kicked? Enchanting." She said, disgusted.
Finally having woken up, Marissa rubbed the back of her head and said, "Let's go, guys."
Once we were inside the kitchen, our eyes caught an extremely elegent display that would make Rachel Ray delighted. Everything was pre-cooked, which was good, because I was pretty sure none of us could cook well.
"We're gonna go get some plates." Madie said, walking with Marissa into a side-room, which looked oddly like a dining room. Once they were out of earshot, Aiden turned around and smashed his fist into the stone kitchen wall with all of his power. I could have sworn I felt the room shake as dust filled the vicinity.
I wanted to ask Aiden how his hand wasn't completely demolished and rearranged after that, but something told me that he wouldn't've given me an answer.
"Dude, are you okay?" I asked him, lightly putting my hand on his bicep as the dust cleared.
"I'm feeling very angry and aggressive right now." his voice shook a little.
"Oh, the beauty of adolescence! Hormones are always raging!" I said jokingly, though he looked like he was ready to kill someone. "Come on.. is this about Jason? If so, don't worry about it. He does shit like that all the time."
"Not anymore."
"Aiden, you're scaring me. Just calm down."
"Some guy almost knocks the shit out of you and rapes Madison and you want me to calm down?"
"It's just-"
"Be silent. Someone's listening to us." he said roughly. With that, he moved so quickly that I barely saw him leave down the path from which we came.
(Narrator's point of view)
As Aiden caught up to the eavesedropper, he saw that it was, to the surprise of no one, Jason.
"Dude don't hurt me. Please." Jason trembled as he slowly backed away from Aiden.
"You know, Kyle's never done anything to hurt you. Nor has Maddie." Aiden growled, his large body creating a large, encompassing shadow from the candlelight. "So listen. Maddie's a beautiful girl. If I find out you've been doing things to her against her will, I WILL hunt you down. Understand?"
"L-loud and clear." Jason said before sprinting away.
(Kyle's point of view)
"That didn't take long." I said as Aiden's heavy footsteps became louder.
"I get the job done fast." he smirked. I noticed he wasn't acting like a dog with rabis any more, so the butterflies came back to my stomach.
"Too much information!" Madie smiled lightly as she walked in with plates, with Marissa behind her, holding four cups. They actually looked like goblets, but it's all the same, right?
"Hey guys." Two male voices said from behind us. James and Christian have been our acquaintances for years, and are two of the few guys who have never judged me for the gender that I was attracted to. James was a slim guy, and Christian was pretty bulky. They stuck together like twins.
"Wanna tell us where the plates are?" Christian asked as the two hugging the girls and winked at me.
"Sure." Maddie said, leading them into the dining room.
"What do you boys want to eat?" Marissa asked, very motherlike.
"We can get it-" Aiden started.
"No way! It's my pleasure. Especially for you, considering you totally kicked Jason's ass back there, which he deserved by the way. So, what will it be?"
"I'll get it, don't worry." Aiden said, maneuvering his body around Marissa and grabbing a crapload of sausage, bacon, and eggs. I felt like a little kid for getting like a fifth of the amount of food that Aiden got.
"Have you been starved, or what?" I asked him.
"Oh, no. But that's a good guess. I actually just need a lot of protein for my body to grow bigger." He took a bite of food, and with his mouth full, he said, "Plus it's just so good!"
"Nice manners." I giggled, taking a bite of my biscuit.
"So listen, it's almost light outside. Wanna go see what it's like behind the mansion after breakfast?" I asked him.
"Yeah, of course. You guys wanna come with?" He asked the girls, Christian, and James.
"Actually we were gonna check out the other floors. Let's meet back here at ten?" Maddie said.
"Sounds good." I said, getting up.
"Good." Christian said. "Take care of him, man."
"You have nothing to worry about. But hey; don't let anything happen to those girls." Aiden said.
"Ugh, you guys are embarrassing." I rolled my eyes and pulled Aiden to the kitchen and back into the dark hallway that wasn't so dark anymore.
"I'm your friend, not your child, remember that." I said to Aiden, half-kidding, half-serious. It's not that I was annoyed by his protectiveness. Trust me, it was really hot. I just didn't want him to think that I couldn't take care of myself.
As we approached the dim courtyard and maneuvered around the tombstones to get to the back, we saw a group of huddled up druggies who looked like they hadn't slept in a while.
"'Ey Kyle! Want some 'X'?" a scatchy voice called out to me.
"I don't do drugs, by the way. They want me to try them, but I won't." I said to Aiden. "I just ignore them. You should too."
"Whatever." Aiden said. "I just wanna get away from them, then. Get on my back."
"What?"
"Get on my back." Aiden repeated.
"I don't see why-" I started, but Aiden didn't wait for me to finish. He bent down, his calf muscles literally pushing the clothing covering his legs back. He put his large, soft hands on my ass and lifted me onto his backside. I realized there was no argument to be made, so I just wrapped my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his large chest as he began to sprint at an unreal speed.
Before I could really get a grip on what had happened, we were in the 'backyard' of the mansion.
"People are really going to start thinking you're gay or something." I said.
"Why? Can't I touch another guy without being called a fag? Man, some Americans are so uptight! If anyone calls me gay I'll fuck their girlfriends right in front of them and force them to clean the used condom. Shit." He said, somewhat arrogantly.
"Wow." I said.
"What?"
"Just.. that's pretty macho if you ask me."
"What? You don't think I'm macho?"
"You're too nice to be considered macho. You can't stick up for gays and girls and still be considered macho!" I said, somewhat jokingly.
"You sure about that?" he said, slowly walking towards me.
"One hundred percent!"
"I'll prove to you I'm macho."
"How?"
"I don't know. Maybe I'll walk around one on hand."
"I'll tell you what. If you can beat me in a wrestling match I'll call you Mr. Macho for now on." I said.
"That's the dumbest name I've ever heard of." he said snickering.
"Obviously you misheard me, because I'm sure I suggested the best name ever."
"So about that wrestling?" he asked, getting dangerously close to me.
"Bring it bitch." I grinned. But he soon wiped the smile off of my face as he grabbed my crotch and lifted me into the air with one hand.
"Oh my god!" I said, half in pain, half in pleasure as he lifted me as high as he could then through me high into the air. "Oh my god what are you doing?!" I nearly screamed, but shut up instantly when he caught me.
"Showing you that I'd tear you apart." He smirked.
"You trying to taunt me?!" I grabbed his shoulders and threw him to the ground and jumped down after him, my right leg and slim calf pinning his solid stomach. "What now bitch?!" I roared, thankful that the backyard was empty.
"You think those little chicken leads can hold me down? Try these on for size." He said, rolling his sweat pants up to his knees and easily tossing me aside.
"Now listen, little girl." He smirked as I felt his rock solid legs imprison me. "Try to get out of this. My thighs aren't even flexed."
I knew he was just playing around, but I seriously tried to get out of his body scissors. Suddenly I left my ribs being crushed as Aiden slowly began to tighten his thighs together.
"Ah-ahh." I gasped, trying to weaken his legs by pounding on them, but to no avail. "Passing... out.." I said weakly.
"What's that? Still awake?" Aiden mocked. "I'll fix that." He moved my head between his thighs so that my face was directly facing his crotch, but at that point I was barely conscious enough to enjoy it.
"Give up or I'll put you to sleep, Kyle. Choice is yours."
"Never." I said, using the oxygen I was able to get when he had released his grip to reposition me.
"Sorry, then."
An immense pressure begin to crush both sides of my head. I couldn't hear because his solid thighs were blocking my ears, and the pressure itself was deafening. Before I knew what was happening, I had blacked out.
--
"Hey sleepy head." I heard Aiden say as I opened my eyes, finding myself in our dorm room. He was laying on his back on my bed, wearing a genuine black choker, adorned with a large shark tooth.
"Ugh, I have a splitting head ache." I rolled over to face him, putting my pillow over my head.
"That's a side effect of trying to overpower me." I knew he was joking.
"I've never felt so much pain in my life."
"Oh god, I didn't mean to actually hurt you. Sorry." He sounded sincere enough.
"Do I have to call you Mr. Macho now?"
"Technically, yes, but that name is so lame, so nah."
"Thank god." I groaned in pain.
"Stay still and keep your eyes closed." He told me, and I felt his knees on my chest. My first thought was 'not again!', but that wasn't the case. At one point, I lost all of the oxygen in my body and I was frantically gasping for air, and in the next minute I was breathing just fine, and all the pain had left my body.
"Come on. Get up." He nudged me softly.
"What time is it?!" I sat right up. Aiden's alarm clock read "8:17pm".
"What the fuck?!" I said pretty loudly. "Hey jerk! Why did you knock me out for like 10 fucking hours!?"
"Calm down Kyle."
"Don't tell me to calm down! I'm not some ragdoll you can just throw-"
"Quiet!" he roared. Even though I was pissed as hell, I couldn't help but feel afraid of angering him. "I didn't do anything to you. You woke up like a minute after you blacked out, then you fell asleep."
"You fucker!" I pulled my arm back and swung at him, but because he's like a foot taller than me, my fist collided with his abs. He seemed unphased.
"Is that the best you got?"
I answered him with another hit, and another, and another until my arms were too tired to continue, at which point I started kicking him. Loud 'smacks' could be heard as I brutalized his abs, but even after I took my rage out for so long that I fell on the ground panting, he just stood there.
"Let's be glad I'm not that abusive." He smiled.
"God, are you fucking invincible, or what?" I continued to inhale and exhale.
"You'd make a good kickboxer. But we're supposed to meet James and Christian at a lake in the woods behind the mansion."
"Too exhausted."
"Fine, I'll carry you. Just change into some swimming trunks."
"I can walk, don't worry. But no peeking. I'm changing now." I said, half hoping he would peek. I'm not ashamed of my body, but it's no where as near as fortified with muscle as Aiden's. As I slipped my boxers and jeans off, I could've sworn I felt a pair of eyes on me, but I was probably just being paranoid. I pulled on my blue and white swimming trunks up to my slim waist and waited for Aiden to be ready.
Nothing could have prepared for the sight I saw when he came out. His chest was wider than most grown men I know, and his abs weren't just the product of a low body fat percentage, but years of hard training. No wonder my hits hadn't phased him. A coat of blond hair covered his abs and chest, as well as his legs.
A long pair of black and red board shorts went down to his knees, and sagged just right. He didn't have any boxers on, so I saw the very beginning of his forest of pubic hair.
I could have sworn I had heard him say "Wow." to himself after glancing at me, but it was probably just all in my head. As we walked downstairs and outside, I kept my eyes fixed on his thick neck and impossibly large back.
"You're quiet." he said.
"Oh, sorry. Just trying to figure out why it is that I can't stay mad at you for more than 5 minutes."
"Because I'm charming, duh!" he grinned.
"More like distractive."
"Because I'm hot, right?"
"Because you're a fatass and I can't see over your seven foot tall frame."
"Let me help." he smirked.
"No Aiden! Oh my god." I exclaimed as he easily lifted me and put me on his shoulders. He crossed his arms and grabbed my ankles with his hands and held me tight and secure in place.
"Aiden, let me down."
"Nah."
"Please."
"You'll have to make me."
"Seriously, I want down."
"Alright." He loosened his grip on my ankles and lifted me up with both hands, placing me in front of him. As I touched the ground, I felt my ass graze his cock. The thing about swimming trunks & board shorts is that the material is really thin, and I felt Aiden Jr. for about a split second.
"I'm real sorry." he said. "I didn't mean to. I swear I'd never make you-"
"Dude, it's okay. Seriously." I giggled. It was super sweet that he was so remorseful, and it's not like I didn't like it. I'd never tell him that though. The last thing I need is another leg scissors from hell.
Just as we were about to walk out of the door, we heard a piercing scream.
"What-"
"Sh." Aiden said, and I immediately stopped talking. "Come with me." he told me as he started to run down a hall we'd never been down. We stopped at a small door, hidden behind a tapestry at the end of the hall.
After a few failed attempts of trying to open the wooden door, Aiden grabbed it with both hands and ripped it off of its hinges.
"Holy shit." I whispered, as veins popped up all over his delts. He got the same fiery look in his eye, just like he did when he was pissed off at Jason this morning.
"I told you to stay the fuck away from her!" Aiden yelled. I didn't really know who he was yelling at, and didn't understand how he did either, as it was pitch black inside, but the answer was obvious: Jason.
I've seen so many sides of Jason in just one 24-hour period. There was the shy side, when I first met him. The bold side, like when he stood up to Travis on the bus. The aggressive side, like when we were wrestling. The playful side, like when he sat me on his shoulders just a few minutes ago, and the inhumane rage that was being released right now in front of my eyes.
I just prayed to god that this was a false alarm. That Jason wasn't really in there, doing god knows what to Maddie.
"Come on Aiden.." I lightly touched his bicep. He spun around and lifted me off the ground and pushed me into the wall so fast that I swear he must have stopped time to do it so fast.
"Aiden.. what're you doing.. I can't breathe."
"You won't want to see this." He said, before causing me to black out with a quick sleeperhold. Before I fully fell from consciousness, I swear I could hear the tears of a girl crashing with full force, but it must've been a delusion. I mean, that's impossible.. right?