Allasandro sighed with contentment as he shut the heavy and antique book that layed out in front of him. Small little dust particles escaped from its yellow worn pages before he stood up and grasped the spine with a firm grip. His mind was weary from research and he knew that Demitri must be getting tired as well. Once he placed the book back on the shelf with its friends, he headed over toward Demitri who was sitting across the room. Allasandro smiled softly as he walked over to his young lover. His dark brown curly hair bounced happily as he made his way over to him. Demitri sat with his head in his hands, while his mind was racing every which way. There was no way he could let that beast take control over him, not again.
"Are you okay?" Allasandro asked with slight worry as he placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
Demitri shrugged away his hand and continued sitting there silently, silently in his own tormented thoughts. Allasandro knew something was wrong, he could feel it just rolling off of him in waves of discomfort and agony. Allasandro sighed heavily and placed his hands on his shoulds and started massaging them lightly.
"You know, you can talk to me..." he said simply.
Demitri sighed heavily and let himself be worked.
"You really can't help me." Demitri finally said after a few minutes of the massage therapy.
Allasandro seemed to ignore him and stepped aside so that he could get out of his seat. He leaned against the desk as he crossed his arms in front of him in a comfortable stance. Demitri couldn't help but admire his tanned skin.
"And why not?"
This time, a weary sigh. He didn't even bother getting out of the chair as one of his hands found its way to his temple to rub an oncoming head ache. Sometimes Allasandro just found it hard to get that he wanted to be left alone and that he really couldn't fix everything.
"You just can't help me with this...you need to just leave me be. Please. You're going to get hurt." he said looking at him with pleading eyes. He was scared not only for himself at this point, but mostly for Allasandro. When Adrian gains control of his body, he has no say in what he does.
"I can help you though!" he said quickly as he kneeled in front of him. "Just let me sort through your mind so I can try to repress him."
Demitri shook his head quickly.
"It won't help! You need to leave!"
"I'm not leaving!" Allasandro said firmly as he grabbed his wrists and held them down to the arm rests of the old wooden chair.
"I'm going to enter your mind okay?" he said warning him before he closed his eyes and started concentrating on what his task was. He could see his mind was fuzzy and black with confusion and many emotions that did not belong to Demitri. He knew Demitri's mind, and this was like as if it were a completely different persons.
"STOP!" Demitri yelled. He struggled against Allasandros strength as he desperately tried to break free. He had his eyes clenched shut as he desperately tried to block now another person from his mind, and he was quickly losing the fight.
Suddenly, Demitri's hand broke free from Allasandro's grasp and shot through Allasandro's chest. Allasandro's eyes widened as Adrian smirked behind haughty lips.
"He did try to warn you, you know."
Allasandro shakily moved his hands to Adrians arm to try and prevent him from sinking his hand any further into his flesh.
"S-stop it..." he gasped out as he tried to fight off the pain.
Adrian cackled evilly as he pushed harder though his chest cavity until he found his prize. His beating heart. Allasandro gasped in pain and horror as he felt Adrians slim cold fingers wrap themselves around his most vital organ.
"D-don'-"
Before Allasandro could even beg for him not to, Adrian had swiftly pulled out his bloody heart from his body, slinging blood everywhere. Blood dripped from the organ onto the wooden floor as Adrian looked at it with a twisted grin until he glanced down to Allasandro who had fallen to his side, desperately trying to keep himself up.
"D-demitri...please..." he called desperately to his lover, trying to get him to come back.
His cries for help earned him nothing but evil laughter.
"Everyone knows not to speak when they're about to die, it speeds up the process."
Allasandro just glared at him through slightly blurring vision. He could feel his limbs getting heavier with each passing second as his vision became more and more blurry.
"You know..." Adrian started as he juggled the heart in his hands. "I could kill you instantly by just crushing it...." he thought aloud. He stopped throwing around the bloodied heart for a moment as he appeared to be sincerly thinking. But, his evil grin spread across his lips as he came the his conclusion.
"But where is the fun in that? I want you to suffer."
"B-b*****d-" Allasandro coughed.
Adrian tsked as he tossed the heart high into the air waiting for it to come down then catching it just seconds before it hit the ground.
"Who would have thought that someone of your stature would die like this...slowly and painfully."
Allasandro's breathing became laboured as he peered through half lidded eyes.
"Please..."
"No, I want you to suffer. Now if you will excuse me...I have a world to conquer!" he smirked as he threw his beating heart out the window.
Allasandro reached patheticly as if he could actually catch his heart while Adrian just laughed and left him there to die. His hand fell weakly to the floor. This was it, this was his final moments. With the last bit of his strength he reached out calling for somebody; anybody to help him.
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