Inner Demons

A few explanations; words in italics are either flashbacks, which will be marked, or conversations over a phone. Words in bold are when the characters are speaking Norwegian, but I don't want to confuse readers with suddenly putting Norwegian into the story and translate them at the end (it's something I've always hated myself so...).

Chapter 1

Darren sat by the dinner table, not eating his food just moving it around a little, making a mess out of it. Mike was happily eating his food, while telling about all the things that had happened since the last time they had spoken face to face, two years ago. Putting his fork down, Darren though back to what had happened in the guest room.

~~~Flashback~~~

Darren shivered as Mike continued to press small kisses along his neck. This was dangerous, way too dangerous. His grandmother could walk in on them, or worse his mother. But still, it felt so good to have Mike’s lips on him again after two years of absence.

“Mike…” Darren whispered.

Humming, Mike let his hands wander lower and with gentle fingers unbuckling the belt and unzipped the zipper. Darren let out a shuddering breath and leaning heavily against Mike. One of Mike’s hands cupped Darren’s chin, turning it to kiss his lips briefly.

“God, I’ve missed you.” Mike whispered and moved over to the bed, forcing Darren to move with him, then lowering them both onto it.

“Mike, please…”

“Please what?” Mike asked, not stopping his actions of stripping Darren of his clothes.

“Stop.”

Mike looked at Darren dumbfounded for awhile, before leaning down again snatching Darren’s lips in a passionate kiss yet again. Darren moaned, trying to keep himself as quiet as possible, but finding it difficult with Mike moving above him, kissing him and making him feel as amazing as he had two years ago.

“Boys! Dinner is ready.”

Mike groaned and removed himself from Darren, who slumped against the bed and breathing hard. Looking at Darren, Mike reached out his hand, gripping Darren’s hand in his.

“I’ve missed you so, so much, Darren.”

~~~End of flashback~~~

“Darren, are you okay, love?” Karen asked.

Darren smiled to his mother and nodded. “Just fine, mother.”

“You haven’t touched your food, I thought you were hungry?”

“I think I lost my appetite, sorry.”

“It’s fine, honey.” Elizabeth said.

“I’ll do the dishes when you’re done. Thanks for dinner, grandma.”

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Darren forced his eyes open as his phone started to ring. He looked at his watch, seeing it was nearly 10pm. He gripped his phone and answered it, without looking at the caller ID.

“What?!” he growled.

“That’s nice.”

“Sorry, I was almost asleep.”

“Sorry, should I let you sleep?”

“No need now. What’s up?”

“Just want to know how you are?”

There was a long silence from Darren, making Benjamin worried. “Darren, are you there?!”

“Yeah, I’m here.” Darren said, falling out of his stupor. “I’m fine… I think.”

“You think?”

“It’s nothing, Ben. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay?”

“Darren, don’t you dare hang up on me!”

“Bye.” Darren quickly ended the conversation, not believing he had just hung up on his best friend, whom he told everything to.

“That’s not very nice, you know.”

Darren turned to the doorway, only to find Mike standing there, leaning against it with his arms in cross.

“What do you want?”

“I don’t know? Talk? Pick up from where we left earlier?” Mike asked.

“That was a mistake, Mike.”

“Mistake? You know you liked it, we both did.”

“And like I said it was a mistake. This ended two years ago. We ended two years ago.” Darren hissed, not wanting to take up a touchy subject for both of them.

“Ended? The only reason it ended, was because you moved. I still love you, Darren, and I know that deep inside you still love me too.”

“I don’t, Mike. Now, leave me alone.”

Mike sighed. “Your mother said you had talked to the teacher about letting me join you, I’m looking forward to meet your class.”

“Whatever.”

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Benjamin smiled widely as he saw Darren come down the hall towards their classroom, but it soon turned into a frown when he saw a tall black haired guy next to Darren, this had to be Mike. There was definitely a resemblance between the two of them, but Darren was smaller than Mike, while Mike was tall and broad. They both had the same hair, black and naturally sticking out everywhere. Their expression was the complete opposite, Mike had a smile on his, while Darren had a gloomy look on his and barely smiled when he saw Benjamin. Mike on the other hand smiled widely and offered his hand to Benjamin, having a faint idea about who he was.

“Mike, Darren’s cousin.”

“Benjamin, Darren’s best friend.”

They had a small glaring contest and their hand grip was tight, that was until Darren put his hand on Benjamin’s shoulder and whispered something. Benjamin nodded, letting go of Mike’s hand and turned to the classroom.

“Does he understand Norwegian?” Benjamin asked.

“No, he doesn’t.” Darren confirmed.

“Good.” Benjamin said and sent a glare at Mike, who glared back.

“Ah, Darren, is this your cousin?” a voice behind them asked.

Turning around, Darren smiled to their history teacher. “Yes, this is Mike, my cousin. Mike this is my history teacher, Peter.”

Mike smiled and shook the old man’s hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“You too, Mike. Well get in boys and lets start this lesson.”

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Not to Darren’s surprise, Mike soon won the hearts of the girls in his class. When the break came, they had been all over him, when usually they did that to Benjamin, not that he minded because this way he was able to spend time with Darren uninterrupted.

“So what happened yesterday?”

“Nothing.” Darren said and leaned back on his chair.

“Don’t give me that. You hung up on me, something you never do.”

Darren sighed. “Me and Mike had a small encounter.”

“An encounter?”

“Yeah, but it’s nothing serious.”

“What are you two talking about?”

Darren and Benjamin turned and saw Mike sitting next to them. Benjamin growled and Mike let out a small laugh. Darren sighed again, knowing it would be a long two weeks visitation.

“We weren’t talking about anything special.” Darren said.

“Good.” Mike said and ignored Benjamin. “Do I have to stay here for the entire time?”

“No, I don’t think so, but you shouldn’t wander off.”

“Na~h, I won’t. I was just thinking about going to the small mall you have here. You don’t think it’s a problem do you?”

“It shouldn’t be, just go ahead, I’ll come when our lunch break is coming up.”

Mike smiled and thread his hand through Darren’s hair, making him shiver. It was such a simple action for those who saw them, but for the two of them it was an action that spoke of intimacy and great affection.

Benjamin glared at Darren and Mike, not at all liking whatever was going on between the two of them. He huffed and turned his attention to something outside the window, not that there was much to see besides rain and lots of rain.

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Lunch break was rapidly approaching and Benjamin was trying hard to figure out a way to keep Darren away from Mike. So far he had nothing, nada, not even a faint idea.

“What are you thinking so hard about?” Darren whispered, without taking his eyes off of their teacher.

“Nothing.” Benjamin grumbled.

“I can practically hear the wheels turning in there. Come on tell me.”

“I don’t like Mike.”

“He’s very nice, Ben, nothing to worry about.”

“Yesterday you didn’t even want to see him, you said so yourself, and now all of a sudden he’s very nice. And what the hell was that earlier?” Benjamin snapped.

The teacher snapped his book shut and angrily yelled. “Boys, is there something you wish to share with the rest of the class?”

Both of them shook their head and went silent, waiting for the teacher to start again. Benjamin sighed, he hadn’t meant to snap at Darren, he just didn’t understand what had happened to his best friend in less than a day.

The clock showed 11.25 and the class started to clear their books away and Darren gripped his jacket. Benjamin followed and they had walked past the first lockers, before his grabbed his arm and forced him in a door leading to the school’s drama section. Darren looked at Benjamin with wide eyes.

“What’s wrong with you?” Benjamin growled.

“What?”

“Ever since you cousin came, you’ve changed and it hasn’t even been a day yet.”

“I haven’t changed.”

“Yes, you have!”

“No, I haven’t!”

Benjamin sighed and leaned against Darren, crushing him to the wall. Darren placed his arms around Benjamin, he knew that Mike visiting would bring out the possessive side of Benjamin, who still thought that his feelings for Darren was a secret.

“I don’t want to lose you.”

Darren let out a small laugh. “You’re not losing me.”

“I might.”

Darren ran his hand through Benjamin’s hair, making Benjamin smile and closed the distance between them, pressing their lips together slowly. Darren’s eyes widely slightly before closing them and melting into the kiss, only to have it broken the next second.

“I’m sorry.” Benjamin said before leaving a bewildered Darren behind.

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Mike stood by the entrance of the little mall, which he had just spent one hour at. He knew that it was lunch time because of the mass of students, some of them he recognised from Darren’s class, that was moving around there. Still Darren hadn’t showed up yet. Looking over the heads of the other students he suddenly saw the familiar black hair, that was by nature sticking out everywhere. He reached out his hand and closed it around his unaware victim and tugged him out of the mass of moving limbs.

“Where the fuck have you’ve been?” He growled while walking to another entrance with lesser people.

“I got held back by the teacher.” Darren growled, while struggling to get free. “Mike let me go, you’re hurting me.”

Mike made his way to the men’s restroom and hoped to God it was empty, which is was. Darren looked confused at Mike, rubbing his wrist after Mike had finally let go. Mike turned to the mirrors and starred at Darren through them.

“Your teacher…?”

“That’s what I said.” Darren confirmed, leaning against the wall.

“I don’t believe you. I think it was your dearest best friend, Benjamin, who held you back.” Mike snapped.

Darren rolled his eyes, unlucky enough to let Mike see it, who then slammed his fist into the wall next to Darren’s head. Darren flinched and turned away from Mike as well as he could. Mike kissed Darren in the corner of his mouth.

“I don’t want to lose you again.”

“I’m not yours to lose.”

“What are you then? Benjamin’s? I’m not going to lose you to him!” Mike screamed.

“What the fuck are you talking about?!” Darren yelled back.

“He wants you, wants your body. He wants all of you, but I’m not going to let him. I had you first.”

“I’m not a fucking property, Mike! This is why we broke up, not because I was moving.”

Mike let out a deep breath, knowing perfectly well he couldn’t argue with Darren if he was angry. Turning Darren’s head to face him again, Mike leaned their foreheads together.

“I’m sorry.”

Darren closed his eyes, loosing himself in the feeling of Mike looming over him and having his soft breath on his skin again.

“I love you, Darren.” Mike whispered

“We broke up. Move on.”

“I can’t.”

“We’re cousins, Mike.” Darren said, voice so low Mike barely heard it.

“I don’t care, I still love you!”

Darren was about to say something more, but Mike prevented him by kissing him passionately. Darren didn’t know how he did it, but with only one kiss Mike could make him forget all of his troubles.

Mike moved them from the wall into one of the cubicles, locking it behind them. Darren’s eyes flew open and started to push Mike away from him, only to have his arms pinned above his head. Slowly, Mike started to undress both himself and Darren, knowing just where to push and press at Darren’s body to get the reactions he desired. Darren was a moaning mess, barely able to stand up, by the time he was fully undressed. Mike took out something from his pocket and lathered his fingers with it, before turning Darren around and pressed one finger past the tight ring of muscles.

Tears welled up in Darren’s eyes, both from the burn and painful memories coming back alive. He forced his eyes shut, but soon opened them again as all he saw was Mike’s father’s face contorted in pleasure as he pounded into him over and over again.

“Mike… please…”

Mike misinterpreted Darren’s pleading voice and removed the three fingers he had been preparing Darren with. Mike rolled a condom on his erection, lathering it with lube, then he kissed Darren’s lips after turning him around. Darren felt Mike’s hands on his hips, pushing him up against the wall, so that he could settled in between. Mike guided the head of his cock to Darren’s entrance and pushed inside, while covering Darren’s lips with his.

Mike picked a steady pace, relieved to finally be surrounded by Darren’s tight heat after two years, and aiming to enjoy it even though they were in a public place and didn’t have much time. Darren sobbed silently, leaning his head against Mike’s shoulder, hiding his tears and biting his lips to keep quiet as Mike moved inside of him.

“So good, Darren. I’ve missed you so much.” Mike murmured and thrust one more time before reaching his orgasm.

Darren gasped at the feeling of Mike’s orgasm, and couldn’t help himself from enjoying the feeling of his dick turning soft inside of him. Still, everything reminded him of the things that had happened before they moved. Everything his uncle had done to him and forced him to do. Finding himself not caring anymore, Darren started to cry loudly, but clung onto Mike.

“What’s wrong, Darren?” Mike asked, brushing away hair and tears from Darren’s face.

“I hate you. I hate your father.”

End of chapter 1

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Thanks to angelmay and Lisa for review, and to everyone who has been rating it! Also a thanks to Lisa who pointed out a mistake to me in the previous chapter, if anyone see any more don't be afraid to tell me about them!

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EDIT; Thanks to Lisa for pointing out a few mistakes to me, they are now corrected and if you see anyone else, please tell me!