He's an Australian psycho pt. 2 | Malum

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Sooo, a lot of you asked for a part 2 and someone even asked for Calum to make Michael pass out. so um, this

Also, someone asked for Michael to start liking this, but I don't feel like that would be realistic just yet, so sorry for that. A little at the ending his mind may start twisting though, not sure if itll be in the shot but yeah

I know it's pretty short but there just wasn't more to it and Im not even sorry for the song IT WAS STUCK IN MY HEAD WHEN I STARTED THIS

ps; yall are like 'dont kill mikey' BUT DO YOU HONESTLY THINK I CAN KILL THAT CUTIE PIE??? youre cray cray if you think so. only if it would benefit the story line or whatever but no. if I have a choice that cute piece of kitten stays alive. ps over

Contains: cuffs, top!Calum
*~*~*~*

It had been two days, or so Calum knew because for Michael, it had just been a long repeat of falling asleep and shocking awake again. After all, he wasn't in a comfortable sleeping position and definitely not in a safe place.

There was some drool here and there, and his wrists were probably all red and cut up from the force he had used on the cuffs at some point. But he wasn't going anywhere, he knew.

"Let me tell you 'bout the birds and the bees and the flowers and the trees," it suddenly sounded, coming from somewhere to the left maybe? Michael tried to see something, but he was tired and hungry and thirsty and it was just so scarily dark in there...

"And the moon up above," Michael obviously recognised the voice, cringing a little as he heard a metallic-like sound, before a heavy door flung open, revealing a silhouette in the doorway. "And this thing called Mikey."

Said red haired boy whimpered, closing his eyes as the light got flicked on. It was way too bright all of a sudden and Michael was already feeling terrible (who could blame him).

"I'm so excited to use you again, Mikey. You were so good two days ago! It makes me all tingly in the fingers, eager to touch you." Calum came closer, a big psychotic grin on his face. He then moved around the cage, trailing his hand down the boy's back through the bars. Michael shivered, but kept himself in place, still not wanting that knife anywhere.

"Oh, look at that Mikey. Poor poor little Mikey, why are your wrists all bloody?" Calum pouted as he ran his thumb over an exposed cut, making Michael wince but not let out a sound. He felt too weak for it anyway.

Calum sighed, before going back to the front of the cage, unlocking the front. He opened the cage, reaching in and carefully unlocking the gag, taking it out and throwing it somewhere. "Tssk, look at you baby. You're so dirty. Let's clean you up first, I don't like using dirty toys."

Michael managed a soft huff at the man's words, watching with tired eyes as he went off. He came back all too soon though, a wet washcloth in his hand, his arm quick to reach in and the washcloth soft against Michael's face. It was different from the hard and cold metal bars all around him and it actually soothed him. The slightly cold water even woke him up a bit.

Michael let out a small sigh as the man tossed the washcloth somewhere, before moving to the back of the cage again. A soft click was heard, before both of Michael's wrists were freed from the handcuffs.

The red haired boy pulled his wrists to his chest, wincing as he saw how horrible they looked.

"After today, I will take better care of you. If you don't annoy me today, of course." Calum spoke, unchaining Michael's ankles and motioning for the boy to scoot closer. Michael was hesitant, but again, he still didn't want to die. The man smiled widely as Michael moved in the man's arms, letting himself be picked up and moved.

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