Alex squeaked as Andreas yanked the sheets from him.  It was a happy amused little sound followed by a sweet little giggle as Andreas fell on top of him. His hands went to Andreas' chest, but all tension melted when that Kiss came.  A soft moan rolled in his throat as he closed his eyes, lingering in it a moment after Andreas had parted.  His eyes slowly opened again.<br/><br/>Andreas was right, he didnt want him to go back.  He shouldn't have gone back.  A frown that had formed was quickly replaced with a smile and giggle as Andreas nipped at him.  He scampered out of bed and over to his suitcase.  He opened it up and pushed the stuffed animals and the books under the bed, then started to rummage through his things.  What was he going to wear for breakfast?  Did it matter since they would be changing right away into something else?  The air conditioning in the little cabin they had kept it nice and cool, but what would it be like outside?  He pulled on a baggy plain blue long sleeved shirt that fell off one shoulder and a pair of black lounge pants. The baggy shirty and tight pants made him look a little frailer than intended, but he liked the look.<br/><br/>Alex sat on the floor by the suitcase brushing out his long locks when he heard the door.  He stilled for a moment as he heard the exchange at the door, but then finished brushing out his hair.  That was until he heard the comment about the whole house and the bitch.  Alex crawled over to the bedroom door and sat on the floor by it with his side to the wall as he listened through the cracked door.  He tried to go unnoticed in his eavesdropping.<br/><br/>Murdered his parents? Guess this was the guy who was getting the fake ID.  He tried to follow it all but it didn't make a lot of sense. Too humid? What did that have to do with anything?  Wait... Paid job? Paid! Someone paid for that?<i>Had to take him? </i>He felt a bit of a panic wash over him and he scrambled up and looked for a way out of the bedroom. A way out that did not involve going through the two men.<br/><br/>That was it, he didnt want to listen anymore and his mind was a whirl of thoughts and emotions.  What if it was just a trick, what if his father had been right all along?  His father said it was just a trick to get to him to hurt him. The thought of what he did with the image of it that he never really saw exploded into his mind and he made a little sobbing sound, but tried to swallow it down.  He darted for the bathroom and locked the door behind him.  He pulled off all his clothes and turned the shower on.  He was stuck so he was going to hide in the running water.