Close to the Flame

There was a force pulling Jack towards the kitchen. He was still in a deep sleep, he didn't know what he was doing but that force was pulling him out of bed. His eyes were wide open but his head was still on the pillow.
Alex was sleeping soundly in the same bed that Jack had been sleeping in. The couple had just bought their first house together. They knew of what had happened to the last family that had lived in this house; they all died. For some reason that drew them to the house, it didn't repel them like it should have.
Jack had now made his way down stair and into the open kitchen, leaving his boyfriend alone and vulnerable in their bedroom. Turning the knobs to the oven, Jack's eyes looked straight at the flickering flames.
The younger man's hand reached out to touch the flame. His sleeping body could feel the heat against his calloused fingertips but still Jack's hand kept creeping towards the flame.
Alex rolled over in his bed and realized that Jack wasn't there to press his body against and cuddle. His eyes opened, confirming that his Jack wasn't there.
A latex black suit appeared in front of Alex. He remembered seeing the same suit in the attic but he was sure that Jack had thrown it away. The couple weren't into bondage and Alex sure as hell wasn't going to get into it now.
The latex figure lowered itself against Alex's body. Alex could feel the latex brush against his stomach as the figure tugged Alex's shirt off. Jack and Alex hadn't had sex in such a long time; Alex needed this.
As the latex figure's fingertips brushed against Alex's waistline, Alex knew that something wasn't right. That wasn't Jack's touch. It wasn't Jack in the suit.
The older man tried to kick and scream but the latex figure clamped his hand over Alex's mouth and pulled Alex's boxers down to his knees.
Alex was crying now, he didn't know what else to do.
Someone's hand brushed against Jack's hand that was oh-so-close to that flame. Jack blinked once, realizing that he wasn't sleeping next to Alex.
"Now's not your time," The elderly lady said to Jack.
He knew her as their new neighbour. Truthfully, she kind of scared Jack a bit.
Alex did the only thing that he could think of and bit down on the latex man's finger. The latex figure's hands ripped away from Alex.
"Jack!" Alex called out as loud as he possibly could.
Alex hoped that Jack would hear him, if he didn't then he was sure that the latex man would do more than just abuse him. He needed his boyfriend here.
Jack looked at the old lady and then at the staircase. Without thinking twice, Jack ran for the staircase, holding onto to the rails as he ran up the stairs two at a time.
Before entering the room that he shared with his lover; Jack reached for a lamp from the guest room and then bolted straight for his and Alex's room.
His eyes scanned over the room. The site in front of Jack was one that he wished he would never see. Jack tired not to read too much into the situation because he didn't know what was going on. As each second ticked by, Jack thought a little further and the latex man walked closer and closer to him.
Jack was focused on Alex standing naked in the background to see what was about to happen but right as the man went to choke him, Jack swiftly hit him over the head, breaking the lamp and wounding the latex temporarily.
"Alex, come on, let's get out," Jack ran towards his boyfriend and quickly picked up his pyjama pants.
The two ran out of the house as fast as they could. It didn't matter that their belongings were still in the house, Alex almost got raped and they had to get out.
Jack started the car and drove out onto the street. Alex was sitting in the passenger's side seat with tears running down his cheeks. He was well and truly terrified by what had just happened.
"It's okay, Alex. We're out and we're not going back, I promise." Jack pressed a kiss to Alex's forehead before reaching for Alex's hand and holding it in his.
Alex retracted his hand away from Jack's. He didn't want to be touched, not after what had just happened. He hoped that this wouldn't offend Jack. Jack tried to hide the fact that he was upset but it wasn't working so he focused on driving.
Jack didn't know how to feel right now. Whilst he couldn't remember what he was doing standing in front of that stove or where the old lady had come from, he also didn't know how Alex was feeling. Obviously Alex was upset but he didn't know the extent of the damage.
The older man curled up into a ball as Jack entered the freeway. He didn't know where his boyfriend was driving but he wanted to get as far away from that house as possible.
It had taken so long for Alex to let Jack back into his life and to get back to the way that things used to be after their money got chewed up through that house. Jack started going out and not coming back until the early hours of the morning. Alex tried his best to remain hopeful but he found out that his boyfriend was sleeping with other men to put back the money that he had taken out.
This of course drove the two apart. Alex was upset. Jack was upset. They thought that they would be in that house forever. This wasn't the way that they wanted to leave but they had no choice. That house was a poison. It was tainted. It consumed every owner until they became a part of the house.

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