CH 1-10

Summary

Nerd? Yes. Bullied? Yes. Depressed? Yes. Gay? Yes. Combining all four, Trance Wilson’s school life had been a living hell. But what if he can ask Hell for help?

Prologue

There was no light where they had met and he could not see the face of the owner of the voice who was talking to him but, he feels strangely calm. Like a weight is lifted off of him. Like he is finally free and can breathe again. He had forgotten the pain. He had forgotten his sins. He had forgotten to hate. He just wants it all to stop. Complete oblivion…

“What is your wish?”

“Death.”

“Settled for less, then?”

“Yes.”

“How ’bout revenge?”

“…..”

“I promise they will suffer more than you.”

“…..”

“And you’ll get to see them fall one by one…”

“Death. That is my wish.”

“Revenge first. Then, death. Sounds nice?”

“What’s the catch?”

“You. Your soul. Your body. They will all belong to me.”

“…..”

“Sounds nice?”

“…… Sounds nice.”

But the voice was charming enough to lure him to give in. For in the darkest room, he had found a tiny spark of light. They say that you’ll find awakening at the strangest places. They might be right after all. He knows that he had given in to the devil himself and there is no turning back.

1 Awakening

Trance stares at the white surroundings… He can’t be in heaven. He does not deserve to go there. He looks closer, scanning the area and starting to make connection inside his brain. Hospital… he thought. So he’s still alive? How nice… Trance thought sarcastically at his condition. Then, he realizes… he’s not wearing his spectacles yet his eye-sight is remarkably clear. He then lifts up his hand, slowly, struggling to do so. Why does it feel really heavy? How long had he not moved his hand? He thought. At the success of lifting his hand, he places his palm right on his chest. Something is missing here… he thought. He has no idea as to what.

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One of the first thing he notices was that his family is very happy to see him awake. They are smiling happily and crying at the same time but Trance wonders why… he can’t smile… he can’t even cry. He misses his family, yes. Maybe. And he had just known that he’s been in coma for more than a year. It’s a surprise but he can’t feel anything out of it. He is… hollow…

“I don’t remember,” Trance said and those words of his frustrate everyone in the room, especially Detective Mona. She was determined to catch the offenders and sent them right to where they belong. But Trance could not remember… She asked to meet the doctor in private to know more of Trance’s condition and what the doctor told her made her more suspicious towards the boy’s behavior.

“It’s strange for people to have been in a coma for a long time to be in their healthiest condition. His brain scan does not seem to indicate any abnormalities, his muscle is also showing positive result. He can move normally even after lying on the bed unmoving for more than a year. It’s remarkable!” The doctor commented full of excitement.

“Okay, despite of his remarkable body condition, his brain is not suggesting any abnormalities? Are you sure, Doctor?” Detective Mona asked seriously, trying to get straight to the matter at hand.

“Yes,” the doctor said and nodded.

“So it’s possible that he’s been traumatized and is afraid to testify?”

“Well,” the doctor shrugged. “That could be the only explanation…” he said.

From the hospital bed, the most prominent color that he can see is white. Pure white. He is almost blinded by the whiteness that surrounds him. But he dares not indulge himself in the seemingly pure world of the whites for he is bound to the darkness. And the color that suits him the most would be red. He will paint the whole world in red.

2 TRANCE WILSON: First Year All Over Again

I lied. I remember. I remember all of them, the five of them… I remember…

Looking in this mirror now, I realize how different I look without my thick-lens glasses. My grey eyes look different as well. How to explain this? It’s the looks in my eyes. It’s kind of evil… It’s not as innocent and nice as it used to be…

It’s funny that at this moment, I associate myself with Superman. I guess some people do look different with versus without glasses and I just happened to be one of them. Like Clark Kent. Perhaps I should also hit the gym to get buff like him. But what does it all mean anyway?

I’ve cut my dark brown hair shorter to a spike. It’s still messy like always but it used to be longer when I was in a coma. I was a total nerd…

Ever since I woke up, I always have this headache and it feels like I’m hearing voices… maybe I’ve been too near to death that I can now hear ghost whisperings…? Hmm, I’m being silly…

I’m starting school today. The same school. My mom was worried. She wanted me to transfer to another school. But no… I don’t know why, but I insisted in going to the same school. Maybe… I really wanna see their faces, reliving those moments. What’s with all this confidence in me? Hell, I actually feel like I was reborn…

I’m starting my first year of senior high again. I was supposed to be in third year this year but school thinks I should start over. They don’t want me to ’miss out’. But I know they just don’t want to put the school in a bad reputation so that’s why they told me to start over. So that I can get good grades to improve the school’s reputation. A bunch of hypocrites…

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He is smiling at me. It is a knowing smile. Why? Does he know me? I don’t think so. Here are all new faces… my ex-classmates and year-mates would be in third year. I haven’t seen any familiar faces just yet. I know I’m not experiencing any amnesia… I’m fully aware of that. So who is he? Why do I feel like… there’s a familiar feeling towards him?

“I’m hurt that you’ve already forgotten about me,” I heard a voice! It’s talking to me! I feel a rush. A panic. But I did not flinch. I just sit quietly at my place. So I really can hear ghosts?! “Silly. I’m no ghost,” the voice said again. The ghost must be reading my mind!

Wait. Not a ghost? “Who are you?” I asked nervously, using my mind.

“Look up front,” the voice said. I followed. Damn… It’s that guy. The guy who smiled to me. The one I felt strangely familiar to. “Ready for revenge?” He asked. Revenge? Okay. That surely rings a bell. Oh, now I remember who he is…

3 You Asked for It

“Oh my God, is that you, Trance?” A brunette girl with brown eyes asked Trance in the locker hall. He looks at her. It’s Joanna. She’s been one of the few who’s been nice to him two years ago.

“Joanna,” Trance called. Little emotions were shown on his face. Joanna quickly hugs him. He feels awkward at the hug. “I was worried about you,” she said when she broke the hug. Tears hung in her eyes.

“No need to worry. I’m okay,” Trance said, finding it hard to have any kind of emotions towards the affection shown by her.

“You look so different without your glasses,” she commented.

“Yeah. You look so much better like this,” Joanna’s best friend, Trudy also commented on Trance’s looks. It’s only first day of school for Trance. These are the only two familiar faces he met today. He didn’t say anything to their comments. And at that, their faces began to sour. They wonder why he is behaving like this. Like he is a different person and he’s not as nice as he was before.

“Whoa! Look who we have here!” A familiar voice rung in Trance’s ears. He turns over his shoulder to look at the owner of the voice.

“Peter…” he called, looking confident despite of the arrival of Peter and his gang; Justin, Andy, Noah, and Anthony. They all look at Trance in disbelief.

“You look great, nerd. Lost a few memories, right?” Peter asked in an arrogant fashion. He is clearly not regretful of his sins. Of course, his father is the sheriff. He must’ve heard from his father about Trance’s so-called memory lost.

Trance smiles. It’s not a nice smile. It’s a wicked one. To his own disbelief, that would be the first time he smiles ever since he got out of the hospital. “I remember a few stupid people in my life,” he said and turns his head around to walk away from the locker hall. But Peter blocks him immediately.

“Who did you just call stupid?” Peter asked angrily. Trance only looks up at him with confidence. He’s not intimidated at all by Peter. This even makes Peter a little nervous. But he refuses to back down. How can he be nervous over a boy he used to bully all the time? He even raped Trance the last time he saw him. He smiles at the back of his head over the memory.

“Leave him alone, Peter! You’ve done enough already,” Joanna tries to back Trance up. Peter only smirks at her indifferently.

“Strangely,…” Trance suddenly said. “I don’t remember mentioning you as the stupid ones but since you’re so moved by the calling, you must be one then,” Trance said to Peter, scorning him in a way.

Peter looks at Trance in anger. “You asked for it,” he said and he rises up his fist towards Trance who stood still on his ground. Everyone had their eyes on them now. Of course, people enjoy seeing other people being bullied as long as they’re not the ones being bullied. They thought of it as an entertainment for them. Selfish people…

Trance caught Peter’s fist with one of his hands and hold it strongly in his grasp. Peter is shocked to see the strength in Trance. He tries to free his fist from Trance’s grasp but the grasp is too strong. He starts to shudder. “No, Peter,” Trance said, looking wickedly into Peter’s eyes who’s now crooking his eyebrows in disbelief. “You asked for it,” he repeated Peter’s words and pushes Peter back with just that one hand. The strength and speed of it were almost inhuman.

Peter crushes his back to the lockers behind him. The metal is dented a little from the impact. And Peter is agonizing in pain. He feels pain at his back. Then he looks at Trance in fear as Trance laughs a low haunting evil laughter. Everyone there including Peter’s gang, Joanna, and Trudy were speechless and had their mouth widened in horror. They could not believe what they had seen. Entertainment, is it? Now they get to see one. They should be happy.

“Trance Wilson,” a teacher called out to him as he arrived at the scene. “Headmaster’s office. Now!” He ordered. Trance only smiles indifferently at the order and walks his way towards headmaster’s office. The teacher went on his way to help Peter.

As Trance passes by Peter’s gang on his way, he manages to shot an evil glance at them and said in a low haunting whisper “I don’t forget.” He smiles wickedly at the end of his words. They just stood frozen there… in fear.

4 Number One on the Pills

“Hi.” Trudy staggers at the sudden greeting from Trance whom she had just noticed had been leaning against a maple tree of the sidewalk on the way to Trudy’s home. Is it possible that he had been waiting for her? Today, she had witnessed Trance pushing Peter back to the lockers. It was terrifying to think that Trance can even do that. He seems like much of a different person now.

“Oh.. Um.. Hi, Trance!” Trudy said, noticing her own nervousness from the words she spoken to.

“You seem so innocent,” Trance commented about her. She doesn’t even know what that supposed to mean but she feels a scary aura coming out of Trance. Like something bad might happen. So she decided to keep on walking so that she could get away from him. Trance blocks her path.

“What do you want?!” Trudy asked in anger as she feels pressured by this uneasy feeling she has.

Trance only smiles at Trudy as if he is amused by that sudden anger. “I know what you did,” Trance suddenly said. This makes Trudy became even more uneasy. No way Trance would have known what she had done to Trance more than a year ago. “Your heart is tainted…” Trance said his last sentence like that of a whisper by an evil witch.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Trudy cried and pushes him away from her path. She can hear Trance is laughing evilly behind her.

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~1 year and 10 months prior~

“I love you, Trance,” Trudy confessed. Trance looks troubled by her confession.

He crooks his eyebrow and frowns. “Um… Trudy, I’m sorry…” He said, looking ultimately sorry and guilty towards Trudy.

“No. It’s okay,” Trudy said, giggling a little in an effort to hide her embarrassment. “You must’ve had someone else then,” She continued, giggling nervously again.

“It’s not that,” Trance said, still refusing to look at Trudy. He just stares down to the pavement.

“Then, what?!” Trudy asked, getting a bit angrier at Trance’s rejection of her love confession.

“I’m not into girls… I’m sorry…” Trance admitted, raising his glasses a little, feeling embarrassed that he had to admit he’s gay to a friend.

Trudy had her eyes widen in surprise. She then smiles, pretending to be okay. “It’s okay. I won’t tell anyone,” Trudy promised to Trance. It’s a lie.

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~1 year and 9 months prior~

“Hey Simone… You know Trance Wilson? Our class nerd?” Trudy stopped Simone, the head cheerleader of the school.

“Yeah, what’s with him?” Simone asked uncaringly, slapping Trudy’s hand away from her like she’s a disease.

“He’s gay,” Trudy said.

“What? Really?!” Simone seems excited now.

“Yes. He told me himself,” Trudy said and smiles, feeling satisfied. She knew that Simone will definitely spread the rumors around school. Trance deserves it for making her felt ashamed of being rejected by him.

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A tall guy with dark uncaring hair and wild dark brown eyes appeared before Trudy as she tried to get away from Trance who is standing still behind her. “Who are you?” She asked.

“Me?” He asked her back in a deep charming voice. “I’m your worst nightmare,” he then said. Trudy feels frightened. She wanted to run away but her hand was taken by the guy. He grips her hand tight.

“Let me go! Help!!” Trudy screamed but then she realized that everything went black. The pavement, the trees, the houses… are all gone. There’s only darkness and she’s in the middle of it with Trance behind her and the guy griping her hand in front of her.

“How do you like feeling helpless, Trudy?” Trance asked.

“I’m sorry… Trance, I’m sorry…,” Trudy begged.

Trance only smiles evilly. “Too late,” he said.

Trudy then screams in horror as she is reliving the pain that Trance had went through. The tall guy made her experience it. And when he finally let go of her hand, she sits still on the pavement. The trees and the houses are also back into her view. The guy then whispers into her ears, “your mom’s pills in the closet. Take it. Swallow them all. Let it choke you to death.”

She nodded. She then stands up and walks home like a zombie. Her eyes unblinking… She opens the door to her house… She gets into her mother’s room… She opens the closet… She takes the bottle of pills…

5 Time for Payment

“Time for payment,” the tall guy said to Trance.

“I’m not done yet,” Trance said.

“Yes. But for each soul I take, you must pay me.”

“With what?” Trance asked.

“Your body…” he answered slyly.

Trance chuckles. “So the devil is promiscuous, is it?”

“Tch tch tch…” He hushed Trance. “Don’t call me by that name here. My name in this form is William Ackerman. So, call me William.”

“Where did you pick that name? From someone you heard on the street?” Trance is being cynical.

“That… is none of your concern, my dear…” He answered in a charming and dangerous tone. He then touches Trance’s chin with his finger and brought Trance’s face closer to his face. It was as if he’s about to kiss Trance. But instead, he only smiles in a charming evil way to Trance. “You’re mine…” he said.

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William brought Trance to his house. It’s a fake. Everything is fake. He fakes the house. He fakes his family. He fakes his identity. But everyone will believe him. Because William is the devil. His illusion is real to the eyes of others. Only Trance knew of William’s secret. But it doesn’t matter because only William knew of Trance’s dirty little secret as well. Trance had traded his soul for revenge.

They are in William’s room now. “Lie down on the bed,” William instructed. Trance feels a bit nervous and that made him wonder why. Because he can’t feel anything at all before but when William is around, he can ‘feel’ again. He’s becoming more of himself. Of whom he used to be.

“Hmm… You’re wondering why you have emotions now, isn’t so?” William, reading Trance’s mind, made a correct guess.

Trance only looks quizzically at William as he lies down on the bed. “Yes. Why is it?” He asked William.

William looks at Trance with his piercing dark brown eyes. He takes off his shirt as he answers; “well… because I have your soul.”

“What do you mean?” Trance asked again. He is confused with the short answer.

“I am keeping your soul. Look…,” he shows the palm of his right hand. Something glows inside of it. “Your soul is in here,” he said. “Only you can see this. That’s why you have feelings when I’m near.”

“But I already traded my soul to you. Why are you still keeping it?”

“My dear… It’s as a signature to our agreement. It is safe and sound for now with me. But once you’re done with your revenge, I’ll get to eat it,” he said, licking his lips as if he’s tasting it. Trance shivers.

“Will you kill me?” Trance asked as William undo his zippers.

“Death is your second wish, correct? Revenge is your first,” William answered. He’s naked now, displaying his erected manhood in front of Trance, which to Trance’s disbelief, is quite a monstrous size. He walks steadily towards Trance who’s lying on the bed and gets on top of Trance. “Your wish is my command, my dear,” he continued.

“You’re no different than those guys who raped me,” Trance indicated and looks the other way, feeling disgusted a little towards the devil.

“Oh, there are vast differences between me and them. First of all, I don’t ’share’… and secondly, I am very gentle…” He said and he kisses Trance’s unwilling lips.

Trance can feel himself resisting the devil at first. But later, he just lets himself indulge in the kiss. It is a gentle kiss. William is right. He is much gentler. With that thought alone, his own dick begins to erect too. He then slowly takes off Trance’s shirt. They kissed again. William broke the kiss and now starting to kiss Trance’s neck, body, and all the way down to Trance’s waistline. He unzips Trance’s trousers and takes Trance’s already erected dick into his mouth. Trance moans. “William…” he called in a soft seductive tone.

“Am I correct, Trance?” William asked as he lets go of the suck.

Trance hesitates to answer at first but his body is already answering to William’s question. “Shut up. Just put it in,” he said like a spoil kid begging for his favorite toy.

William smiles charmingly. “Sounds nice…” he said.

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William started to enter Trance without proper preparation. Trance jolted a little. It is a sharp pain. Maybe he should relax and just give in. He knows well that if he resists, it will only be more painful. He moans a little. He senses a smirk across the devil’s face. He is not afraid. This is nothing… He clings to William’s shoulder, waiting for William’s dick to completely fill his hole. Somewhere deep inside, he kind of likes the pain. He wanted to be reminded of it and he thinks, William must’ve been aware of this too. That would explain why he wanted to do it dry.

William groans a little when he had fully entered Trance, indulging in the madness of his dick being tightly wrapped around the meat walls. He smirks again, looking down on Trance’s erotic face. “Do you like it?” He asked.

“Shut up,” Trance quickly answered and blushes even redder as he said it.

William smirks again and started to move slowly. Trance moans which each slam and it really turns William on. No human ever excites him like this. Of course… only he knows why himself. He had his eyes on this particular human for centuries… But that is his dirty little secret he meant to keep.

He eases down and plants a kiss on Trance’s neck as he moves. Trance moans louder with the touch of his lips on his skin. William loves the sound of that moan so he licks Trance’s neck all the way up to his ear and sucks on his earlobes. Hell… the sound of Trance’s moans got him mad with desire to conquer.

He hovers on top of Trance and looks down on him as he moves. The sight of Trance’s dirty face makes him want to eat him whole! He then pulls away and forces trance to roll over and he enters him again, roughly this time. Trance groans and jolts in surprise at the sudden aggressiveness of William. Now William is moving fast inside of him as he strokes Trance’s dick in a quick manner. Trance started to scream now. Scream of lust, pain, and pleasure… And William loves it.

A while later, Trance spurts his semen all over the bed and looks all despunked. William smirks, loving the fact that Trance had cum for him. He moves faster inside of Trance and lets himself get lost in the lustful screams. After a long while, William finally ejaculates inside of Trance… He leans his head down on the back of Trance’s neck, breathing hot breath onto his skin, panting… When he can finally breathe normally again, he smiles his sweet seductive smile to himself and eases in close to Trance’s ear and whispers; “You’re mine…”

6 Charlatan

The news of Trudy’s death spread across school like wild fire. Roses were placed at her locker. In the midst of it all, Trance walks to school like normal. He passes by William who’s walking to another class. They only look into each other’s eyes within a few seconds. William smiles and psychically speaks his mind; “your body felt nice last night…” he commented.

Trance looks away from those eyes and that charming devilish smile. He can feel his cheek burning as he blushes. What an idiot, he thought to himself. He then saw Joanna at Trudy’s locker, crying non-stop. Well, Trudy is her best friend after all, right? Trance could not care less but he thinks that he must at least pretend like he cares. So he went straight to Joanna and hugs her. Joanna cries in his arms. “I don’t understand… why would she commit suicide? Why?” Joanna mumbled in his arms. Trance said nothing. He can’t help but purse a tiny evil smile on his lips.

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As he walks into the cafeteria during lunchtime, Trance saw familiar faces everywhere. All of his previous classmates who are now in their third year had their eyes on him as he passes them by. They are whispering into each other’s ears. Trance didn’t care. He took a sit at an empty table. He can smell fear from them. He smiles at that. He also saw Peter and his gang a few tables away. Look who’s afraid now…

Someone suddenly came to his table. It’s Bob. He is distinctive since he’s the biggest guy in terms of body size from Trance’s previous first year class. “Congratulations, Trance! You finally got to show Peter who you really are!” He said excitedly. He must’ve meant the incident yesterday where he fought Peter back.

Trance looks into Bob’s heart… It’s tainted… He smiles. “Really, Bob?” He asked.

“Of course! You know how I’m always on your side, right? How are you now? I heard you had some memory lost. Is it true?” He asked, sounding as if he’s concerned about Trance. He’s not. He’s a charlatan.

Trance puts his spoon down and pays all of his attention to Bob. He looks deep into Bob’s eyes. “Bob,” he called and he pauses for a while as he smiles devilishly. “You’re up next,” Trance continued, pronouncing the words in an evil manner. Bob is startled. He wonders what Trance meant. But those evil eyes that Trance wears are sending shivers down to his bone. Without a word, he silently gets up from the seat next to Trance and walks out of the cafeteria, looking slightly frightened. He passes by William upon his exit.

William enters the cafeteria and walks to sit next to Trance right where Bob was previously seated. “Hey,” William greeted Trance.

“Hey,” Trance greeted back.

“Have you found someone for today?” He asked, meaning their next victim.

Trance only smiles at that question. “Yes,” he answered.

William also smiles. “I’m anticipating the payment,” William talked to Trance using his mind.

Trance blushes. And he chuckles a bit. “Are you always this horny?”

“All the time.”

“Why is that so?”

“Because Trance, you’re my favorite one so far,”

“So far?”

“Yes. For over an epoch of existence, you’re the most interesting one.”

“Well, I’m flattered.”

7 Number Two by the Rope

Bob jogs through the path lit by an afternoon glow. He needs to lose some weight. He did this every day after school. He’s been begging to get some attention from Simone, the hottest girl in school. He thought that maybe by losing some weight, he might get a chance. Therefore, he is determined to exercise regularly.

He saw two figures in a distant. One of them is very familiar to him. He halted. He wonders if he should just keep going on the path or should he back off. I’m being silly. It’s nothing, he thought. He keeps going on the same path. As he passes by the two figures, memories float through his mind…

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~1 year and 8 months prior~

Bob catches up to Trance who’s been walking to class. “Hey, how about that assignment?” He asked.

“Oh, I’ve done it,” Trance said, giving Bob his assignment. He lied to Trance that his father is sick and he could not finish his on time.

“Thanks, man. You’re the best!” Bob said, grinning happily while giving a pat on Trance’s shoulder.

“It’s okay. I’m glad I can help you. How’s your father?” Trance asked.

“Um?” Bob had forgotten about the lie at first but then he remembered. “Oh. That. Yes, he’s getting better,” Bob lied.

“That’s good news. Okay, see you,” Trance said and walks into the class leaving Bob behind checking the assignment.

“Hey, Bob,” Peter and Noah walk up to Bob. “What’s up with you and that nerd?” Peter asked.

“Oh… He was helping me with my assignment. Well, you know. He said he wanted to go out with me, you know. I decline. But he’s been very nice to me and helps me out with this. Maybe he was hoping I would fuck him,” Bob made up a story suited to Peter and Noah’s hearings. The three of them laugh out hard at the last remark.

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Bob felt a presence behind him. It’s strange. He was jogging and the guy behind him is obviously walking but how can a guy walks that fast? The evening is closing in. It’s almost night-time now. How did the day get to be dark so soon? Bob wonders. Then suddenly, everything is black. He stopped. The guy is still walking behind him. He panics. So, he runs. He runs as fast as he can. But every time he turns around the guy who’s walking steadily behind him is closing in on him. And at that, he’s smiling evilly.

Bob didn’t know where he’s running to. He can’t see anything but black. Everything is black. No trees, no jogging path, no houses on the street. He stops when he’s finally tired of running and kneels down to the ground, huffing, trying to catch his breath. Someone’s walking towards him from his front. It’s Trance. The guy who walked behind him is now standing behind him. He feels like he’s being cornered by the two. “Trance, what do you want?” Bob asked among his tired breath.

“William knows what I want. Why don’t you ask him?” Trance only looks into Bob’s eyes with a wicked smile. Bob is confused. He looks at the guy behind him.

The guy squats next to him and touches his cheek. Bob screams in pain at the touch. Yes. He reliving the pain and suffering that Trance had gone through. It lasted for only a few seconds by the looks of the touch but to Bob, time passes by in his head like the whole miserable years of Trance’s life.

When William was done, Bob’s eyes went blank like in a state of trance. The streets, trees, and houses are back into view. William whispers into Bob’s ears; “there’s a rope in your trunk, correct? Take it. Hang yourself at the highest tree in the forest.”

William left with Trance into the woods afterwards. Bob, on the other hand, gets up and walks slowly to his car like a zombie. He then opens his trunk. He takes the rope. He then walks back into the woods. He saw an old oak tree in the woods. The tree was a popular site among the teens in the town. It’s where they held gatherings and party out of their parents’ knowledge. Now, this place will hold a new event for Bob. Bob climbs the tree. He tied the rope strongly to the tree’s branch. He made a loop and puts it over his head and then, he pulls it to fit his neck’s size. Lastly, he jumps down and the rope stretches bearing the weight of his body.

8 Another Payment

Trance can hear Bob’s grunting from being choked by the rope at the other end of the woods. He smiles slightly at the sound. But after that, he trembles. “Am I doing the right thing, William?” He asked.

William wears his same old carefree face. His lips curve into a devilish smile at the question by Trance. “Hey, that’s ’nice’ Trance’s asking. The ’new’ Trance has no soul, remember?” He reminded Trance.

Trance shivers a little. He then gets a bit angry. “It’s your fault! You are carrying around my soul that whenever I’m near you, I come to ’feel’ again,” Trance hissed. “Just get rid of it! I hate it!”

“Tch tch tch…,” William clicks his tongue. “Be patience, my dear. Where’s the fun in that?” William asked, making Trance even more annoyed. “I want you to feel when you’re around me.”

“The hell is that supposed to mean?!” Trance asked William angrily.

“By Hell, you are damn cute when you’re angry, Trance. You know that you can’t even be this angry to others. Look what your soul can do to you. It can make you fill yourself with emotions. That. Is. The most. Beautiful thing about humans,” William commented lengthily.

Trance looks at William quizzically. “So? I’m supposed to care because?” Trance is being sarcastic since he finds no relevance to what William had just said.

“If you haven’t lived for more than an epoch, I guess you wouldn’t understand,” William calculated and then he quickly places his thumb on Trance’s chin. “Just pay me,” he ordered and forcibly kisses Trance’s lips. He got Trance leaning against the tree. He explores Trance’s mouth with his tongue causing pleasurable tingle to every spot. Trance can feel himself getting chilled to the bone. William always makes him nervous.

William then breaks the kiss slowly, leaving Trance somehow wanting for more as he gasps for air. The kiss makes him breathless. It was most probably because he’s too nervous. What the hell? Trance thought. He shouldn’t be this nervous. This wasn’t the first time he kisses a guy and this surely wasn’t the first time he and William kiss. Maybe it’s the surroundings of the woods that made him nervous. The coldness of the night air and the darkness of the area…

Trance moans a little as he feels William’s tongue running on the skin of his neck. William got excited by the moan. “There’s a nice ring to your moan,” William commented.

That comment made Trance embarrassed and he covers it up by being angry. “Shut up!” He hissed. “Are we going to do it here?” He asked.

“Do what?” William asked, teasing Trance.

“Don’t pretend like you don’t understand.”

“Seriously, do what, Trance?”

Trance sighs. William sometimes can get him on his nerve. “Okay. Are you going to fuck me here?” He asked, stressing the word ‘fuck’.

William grins like a child winning a candy bar. “Yup,” he answered shortly. The short answer makes Trance feels like the question he threw was a waste of time. Trance sighs again. “Take your pants off and hold on to the tree,” William then ordered. Trance didn’t want to waste any more time. Being with William makes him feel restless enough. So, he quickly abides to his order. As he holds on to the tree, he feels his opening is being stretched to the limits by William’s hardened huge dick. They’re doing it dry yet again. He closes his eyes as he endures the pain and the whispering from William’s lips brushing on his ear, “I love you.”

Is he hearing things right? Trance had no idea. But as William moves inside of him, with his soul attached to William, he decides to believe it for a while. He heard those words before from lips of a liar… and a traitor… He is not going to be a fool again. He is not going to be nice again. He had given all of himself to that person only to be crushed by him like a fragile glass. No. He’s not going back there. That’s it. I’m sorry but I’m all out of nice, he monologues a conversation to himself, to assure himself that he’s not who he was. Not anymore. Tears run down his cheeks as he thought of that person and he drowns himself in the pain and pleasure from the thrusting.

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Trance pierces the tree’s trunk with his nails as William thrusts in and out of him from behind. He disregards the pain on his nails against the hard trunk. He can feel blood seeping out from in between his nails and the skin beneath it. This is no longer strange to him as he is fully aware now that… he likes the pain.

His other hand strokes his own dick as he savors the pleasure being thrust by William. He likes to hear William panting and loves the feel of his hot breath against his ear. He moans, closes his eyes and let himself go with the flow. When he finally reached his peak, he lets his dick ejaculate the sticky white liquid out. His body twitches from the orgasm. He can feel the man behind him smirks shortly, ridiculing him, before he starts to move faster in and out of him.

They both moan in the pleasure that hold them close. It’s always a wonder of how much pain can give you pleasure and how much sin can give you satisfaction. It’s a rush that’s hard to be explained with words. A rush you know you’ll feel only when you feel it. A feeling that will be forgotten once it’s over… Forgetting it is what makes it has some sort of control over you. Because you would want to have the taste of it all over again… That’s what makes sex addictive. Isn’t so?

William moans louder and finally spurts his semen inside of Trance. Human’s body is strange to him… though this is not the first time he uses a human’s form, it’s just ’different’ when he is with Trance. It’s like holding something in him for so long and finally only be able to release it. It’s still is… a dark secret he meant to keep. He smiles slightly to himself. No one will ever find out the real truth…

9 Number Three on a Railway Track

Mark places his head on the railway track. He hears the sound of the train coming. He didn’t want to do this. But the guy who came with Trance told him to do it. He had lost control of his own body. It just moves on its own. He knows he’s going to die but he can’t get up. He can’t even blink his eyes. He just looks at the train as it gets bigger and bigger in his view. He can feel his heart is beating faster. There’s no stopping to it. He can’t even close his eyes as the train runs over his head.

… Mark is dead.

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~1 year and 7 months prior~

Trance was pushed back to the wall. Mark gives him another punch to the face. Trance can’t even see it coming as his glasses had already fallen to the floor. Mark only laughs as Trance also falls down to the floor. “You know. I hate faggots like you…” Mark said and kicks Trance hard on the stomach. He then looks at Trance’s glasses on the floor and steps on it until the glass breaks. He laughs again and left Trance lying there wounded and unattended to.

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Trance wakes up and gets up from the bed slowly. It’s 9 p.m. He is still at William’s house. He must head home. He had been coming home late every day that his parents had started questioning him and they are worried about him. He never answered them where he went and what he did. Every time, he just walked like he could not hear them into his room. They all think that he’s still in his post-traumatic state. They didn’t know that he just didn’t care. He couldn’t care. How can he? He has no soul to begin with.

It’s good that William is keeping his soul anyway. He does not think he can handle it if he has his soul with him. He’ll definitely be broken and gone mad. He puts his clothes on. “Leaving?” he heard William asked him out of nowhere.

“Yes,” he simply answered.

William gets up to a sit on the bed with the blanket covering his lower part of the body. They did it again last night after the third death. In school, it’s getting tense. Everyone is freaking out over the suicide frenzies that’s been going on. Especially the students from the third year of senior high. Because the suicides had been happening around them. Well, they haven’t figured out yet that the students who died were in the same class as Trance in their first year since they had been separated to different classes as they hit their third year. Soon, people will start to notice the pattern. Oh, they all can do the math quite well after that. “Come here,” William suddenly called out to Trance by stretching his hand out to him who is ready to leave.

Trance leans in closer to William. William grabs his hand, pulls him back onto the bed and pins him down to the bed. He can see William’s naked body perfectly now as the blanket is covering him no more. “What’s up?” Trance asked uncaringly.

William only smiles and chuckles a bit. “I just want to take a little more time looking at your face,” William said.

“Are you trying to be romantic?” Trance asked.

“Am I being romantic?” William answered with another question.

Trance only sighs and looks away, letting William be. There’s no use arguing with the devil. William then holds Trance’s face to pull it to face him. He looks at him intensely in the eyes. He then gently kisses Trance’s lips. They kiss for a while. Trance feels himself lost in the kiss and closes his eyes. When he opens his eyes back as the kiss ended, he saw William is eyeing him like a predator looking at its’ prey. At that moment, William’s eyes turn into a vertical split out of a sudden. It is red in color and it is glowing. Trance shudders. He is shock to see it for the first time. “William?” He called, feeling cold sweats running on his forehead.

“Are you afraid of me?” William asked him in a distorted voice that sounds like a growl mixed with a whisper. He looks like the possessed girl from the movie ‘Exorcist’. Only that he’s scarier in nature. He then smiles evilly and let go of the trembling Trance on the bed and walks away silently into the bathroom. “GO!” He yelled at Trance. “Leave! Now!” He ordered in the same scary voice. Trance would not miss this chance. He quickly gets up from the bed and runs towards the door of the room. He rushes down the stairs and feels completely relieved as he got out of the front door.

He bangs the door shut and runs a little to the pavement. He takes one last look at the house and quickly concentrated back to the pavement. He now no longer feels afraid. No longer trembling… It must be because he’s far enough from William now. And it means that he’s far enough from his soul. So, he walks steadily towards his home…

10 WILLIAM ACKERMAN: Perfect Now

~Intro Music~

I found Trance at the field. It’s PE class. I quickly join him. He looks at me indifferently at first but after that, there’s a note of worry crosses his face. “Are you okay?” He asked me. “Last night you look like a vampire about to eat me,” he stated.

I shake my head. “I’m fine, honey,” I said. It’s a lie. I’m not fine. Yes, I was about to really eat him last night. “I was just teasing you,” I lied again.

He shakes his head at me as if he’s shaking away all the wariness out of him.

~Hey you, Miss wearing the crown, Run me around, Dragging me down~

At one end of the field, a group of cheerleaders are practicing while at another end, the football team is practicing. Both of us are stretching out, getting ourselves ready for a run.

~Hey you, Miss head of the class, Never come last, Pain in the ass~

That’s what the teacher wanted to test out today. Our running skills… Humans did this. They always testing and such curious beings they are.

~Look who’s perfect now, Got my head in the clouds, Look who’s perfect now, Got my feet on the ground. Look who’s perfect now, Got my head in the clouds, Got my feet on the ground, Look who’s perfect now~

“Hey Trance, is that your new boyfriend?!” I heard a voice yelling out to Trance. It’s one of the cheerleaders. Simone… The head cheerleader… She’s trying to bully him again by bringing him down. These people never learn.

Trance looks at her without a hint of angriness or annoyance. Of course, his soul is well shut by me. That’s why he didn’t care. He will only feel when I allow him to feel. I didn’t tell him that yet. Trance then stuck out his tongue to Simone and yell back, “hell yes! We’ve totally fucked!”

~Hey you, Miss never too fall, Standing so tall, Knowing it all~

I laugh at that remark by Trance. Trance didn’t laugh along. She looks pissed. “Wow, you’re such a faggot, Trance. Dress like a girl already,” she jeered.

~Hey you, Miss living a lie flying so high, Goodbye, goodbye~

Trance did not even flinch at that detestation. “I’m gay not a transgender. Gee… when will that wizard gonna get back to you about that brain, Simone?” Trance is being sarcastic.

~Look who’s perfect now, Got my head in the clouds, Look who’s perfect now, Got my feet on the ground. Look who’s perfect now, Got my head in the clouds, Got my feet on the ground, Look who’s perfect now~

“You fag!” Simone scorned at Trance, getting angry by Trance’s sarcasm.

I laugh again. Trance then lifts up his middle finger to Simone. “Suck this, Bitch! ’Coz you won’t get to suck my dick…” He mocked her. There are many students around the compound. They seem to really be interested by the mouth-war they’re having. Reading their thoughts, they found it amazing that Trance fought back because his story of always being bullied by many is quite famous.

Reading Simone thoughts, on the other hand, portrays a real vicious thinking. She can’t accept the fact that Trance stands up for himself today. Trance used to let her say anything and never fought back.

~Now I see, Now I found, Now I know what you’re about, I keep you out of reach, won’t let you pull me down. My favourite superstition left me a piece, but the puzzle’s missing, And it didn’t take too long to figure out, Look who’s sorry now~

Hell… I’m going to make Trance more famous. “Trance…” I called him.

“Yeah,” he looks at me, smiling. He’s satisfied that he is not afraid to fight her.

“Let’s give ’em a show,” I suggested. He smiles in agreement. We both understand what that means. Therefore, in the middle of the field, with that many people watching… gaping their mouth, under the light of the morning sun, we kiss…

~music break~

It’s a passionate and lingering kiss. From the corner of my eye, I saw Peter looking at us furiously. I can smell jealousy. He walks away from the field immediately. We broke the kiss and stares into each other’s eyes romantically as I hold his chin and softly wipes his lips with my thumb.

~Look who’s perfect now, Got my head in the clouds, Look who’s perfect now, Got my feet on the ground. Look who’s perfect now, Got my head in the clouds, Got my feet on the ground, Look who’s perfect now~

Then we heard it. People are clapping their hands at us and screaming in excitement. Their eyes are shining with awe towards our bravery. The teacher who was there scolds us a moment later, “Trance Wilson! William Ackerman! Headmaster’s office! Now!”

We’re gonna be sent to detention class, is it? That’s the last thing we would care about. We win. The cheerleaders shut their bitching mouth. The footballers, the guys who raped Trance, were stupefied. It’s a glorious win.

~Look who’s perfect now, Got my head in the clouds, Look who’s perfect now, Got my feet on the ground. Look who’s perfect now, Got my head in the clouds, Got my feet on the ground, Look who’s perfect now~

Oh well, at least, that’s what the devil can do. I can make wrong things look right in the eyes of the others. It wasn’t long after the incident that we became a phenomenon around school. Whenever people saw us walk by, they’ll whisper with excitement to each other. They’re smiling when they saw us together like they wanted some more action from us. We became real popular. Like an icon.

~Ending music~

Probably… it’s just something to get their minds off the suicide circle that’s been going on. Sadly for them, no, the killing will not stop. Revenge must be taken. Everything is sooo perfect now…

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LYRICS CREDITS:

Ashley Parker Angel – Perfect Now