My Own Private Prison: Chapter Two

Hey people! Here's the second chapter to My Own Private Prison, I don't have much else to say except for enjoy!

[Chapter 2]

I'll make you frown with a true kind of tremor…

Till awoke the next morning to find the spot next to him cold and empty, sighing and wondering where Richard had gone to. He pulled his large frame out of the bed, stretched and walked out of the bedroom intent on seeing if his lover was still home. Searching the entire upstairs, Till began to feel a twinge of nervousness as usually Richard spent his morning taking an excessively long shower and then primped himself in the bathroom for the day.

Hoping that Richard was possibly downstairs he quickly ascended the stairs and walked into the living room to find it devoid of Richard also, becoming antsier Till walked stiffly into the kitchen. There he found the table set with plates and food, though on one plate it seemed food had already been consumed. Feeling slightly better as Richard couldn’t have gone too far, he heard a sound outside on their back patio and walked over to the double doors and saw Richard talking expressively to someone on his cell phone. Heaving a sigh of relief and laughing lightly at how much Richard used his hands when speaking, he opened the door to let him know that he was awake now. “Hey Richard.” He said noticing how Richard tensed at the sound of his voice and heard him tell the person on the line to hold on. “G-good Morning, babe.” Richard said as he turned toward Till. “I made breakfast, but you were sleeping like the dead and I didn’t want to disturb you. Go ahead and eat, the food should still be warm, I’ll be inside in a second, ok?” He said giving Till his best ‘I’m innocent’ face.

Nodding in confirmation, Till turned and shut the door and made his way to the table. Sitting down he began to eat his scrambled eggs and toast while he pondered who Richard could be speaking to this early in the day. Shrugging it off to think on later, Till looked up as Richard walked over and sat at the table. “Is the food good?” He asked Till.  Shaking his head yes and chewing the last of the food in his mouth Till finally spoke “Of course it’s good, it’s better than anything I could make.” Richard laughed sexily and said “You don’t make anything, you just burn them.”

Snorting derisively  “Your correct and burning things is what I’m best at, no?” Richard nodded his head in agreement and leaned over to ruffle Till’s still sleep mussed hair and asked “What are your plans for today?”  Pausing to think for a minute Till replied “I really don’t have any, I was planning on staying inside again and relaxing.” Richard rolled his eyes at that statement “You were always the home body, huh?” Narrowing his eyes at Richard’s teasing he replied “No, we’re going back on tour in a few weeks and I want to relax in my home before I’m thrust into the spotlight once more.”

Laughing at Till’s anti-social tendencies Richard stood and picked up both plates to clean them off saying over his shoulder “Well, I’m not staying inside today.” “When do you ever stay home.” Till grumbled under his breath. “But I will be back early today.” Richard finished. “Will you be back before 3 in the morning this time?” Till questioned. Turning around and looking Till directly in his eyes and said “Yes, I promise I’ll be back before 3 this time.” Till’s expression darkened a bit “You promise?” Not taking the look on Till’s face as seriously as he probably should have he said a bit too quickly “Yes, I promise.”

After a few more minutes of brief light conversation and plans for later today Richard finally departed from the house. Alone Till decided that after his shower he would probably just sit and read, not having any pressing matters to take care of. After taking a nice hot shower and thinking about the delicious things that he and Richard were going to get into later to night he set about reading a book he recently purchased.

Suddenly there was a knock upon the door, frowning as no one usually showed up to his home unannounced, he walked over to the door and swung it open angrily, wondering who had the all just to show up like that. Once the door was opened a handsome man in a suit with slicked back black hair stood waiting. “Mr. Lindemann?” Looking confused Till spoke “Yes? How can I help you?” The man pushed back the trendy square glasses on his nose and began “I see you don’t recognize me, but then again we did only speak over the phone.” Recognition filled Till’s expression. “I’m sorry, I remember who you are now. You’re that Private Investigator I called a few weeks back.” The man nodded and Till spoke again “I figured since I didn’t hear anything back from you everything was alright, everything is alright isn’t it?”

The suited man sighed and produced a manila folder and held it out for Till to take “I think you should take a look at this.” Till looked from the man to the folder and then back to the man again, he then slowly took the folder from the man’s hand and thanked him for his efforts and promised to pay him for his deed. “I’ll let you look at those in peace, call me if you require my services again.” With that the man left and Till shut the door and walked robotically back to where he had been seated.

Afraid of what would be revealed when he opened the folder he finally steeled his nerves and revealed the contents of the folder. Inside were several pictures seemingly from the same day of Richard with another man, most were quite nonchalant, all except the final one where Richard was on the man’s lap kissing him passionately much like he did when he was kissing him. Fighting back the bile rising in his throat at the treachery that was just revealed, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath regaining his sanity for the time being.

Standing up stiffly Till began to move about the house gathering things for Richard’s arrival later on tonight, he wanted to make this night especially memorable… for the both of them.

 Author's Comment: Uh-oh! I think finding out Richard is cheating has made Till snap! What is poor little Richard gonna do once he finds out that Till knows his dirty secret! What does Till have in store for Richard? Surely he wouldn't do anything drastic to poor Richard? Or would he? *evil laugh*