Jei gave Eli a small smile, sad he had to leave already. He enjoyed his time spent with the man. "Yeah... Try not to get too drunk tonight, Eli, okay?" He said with a small chuckle and a grin before getting out of the car.

((Sw33t? Where are you?))

(( Sorry!~ Long week. =__=" Eh... ))

Eli nodded, waving his small 'good bye'. He didn't acknowledge his remark to not get too drunk. Probably because he couldn't make that promise. When he got to the bar and began drinking, he found the comment made him want to drink even more. Why should he care about me? and God, he's so sexy... often frequented his mind throughout the night. He found himself drunker than he'd ever been. So far that, his mind's voice became slurred and nothing made sense. Deciding to make at least one last sober decision- he kept his keys in his pocket and decided to walk home.

As he wobbled down the sidewalk unsteadily, his thoughts focused in on Jei- as they always usually did. How 'such a nice boy' he was and 'how much they would never be together' slowly began to lead to how 'such a stupid boy will taunt his body, then not put out' and 'how much he was going to have' him.

Then, Eli stopped at a stop-sign and sat down. His feet hurt from walking and he had to puke. Suddenly, a wild thought came back- as if it had been there before- so crazy and villainous, only a version of Eli deep down inside would have it.

"Takeim..." The word(s) slurred quietly out of his mouth. I'm going to take what I want. I will take him.

The idea slowly kept forming. His drunken state wasn't much of a help, but the processing of ideas was still there. He walked home and into his room, pulled out a pad of paper, and began writing.

Step 1: Buy locks and pads to restrict entering/exiting though the house.
Step 2: Take Jei and lock him up.
Step 3: Enjoy.

The scribbled piece of paper lay under his pillow as his body fell into bed. A blanket crawled its way up Eli's body and he fell asleep seemingly instantaneously- forgetting to set his alarm clock for work the next day.

Jei headed inside, and set to work doing his homework before his dad got home, so it would look like he hadn't come home late. By the time the man did get in, he had dinner almost done. Routine questions and answers were shared as they ate- how their day was, what kept his dad so late, if he'd gotten his homework done.

He finished off his homework and chores afterwards, then headed up to his room to go online for a bit before going to bed, surprised he was actually tired for once.

Eli woke up to a splitting head ache- a now normal habit. He removed his arm from under his pillow and stopped sitting up when he discovered a piece of paper that had fallen out. As he stood up with a bit of a wobble, he opened it and began reading. It was all jibberish. Eli had a hard time remembering if he'd written it when he was drunk or not. He pulled out a few words here and there.
Locks, restrict, house, Jei, lock, enjoy...
When he recognized Jei's name, he realized what the note was. It was a step by step how-to of getting Jei and locking him up. At first, Eli's mind threw the idea away immediately. How could he think of even attempting such a thing? Taking advantage of a poor young innocent... sexy... man. Eli's frown stopped lowering and grew into a small smirk. 'It would be easy.' He thought, looking down at his toned muscles. Eli was bigger, stronger than Jei. He was smarter and older, too. Maybe stealing the young man away wasn't so impossible?

Without allowing his mind to second-guess, Eli sprinted to his car and practically drag-raced to the nearest Home-Depot. After a lot of crazy looks from cashiers when he showed up to the register with a cart full of locks and pads, Eli only shrugged. "Crazy neighbors. Just want to be safe." They nodded and rang his items up, and even offered some service in helping install them. To which, Eli only smiled. "No, thank you. My father was a locksmith. I know how to install them." When he got back home, he removed all of the locks out of their cases and quickly installed each one. On every door in his house, there was at least three locks. He saved the most locks for the basement door- Twelve. He found it a bit cliche'd that he would keep his victim in the basement like all those other pedophiles you saw on the news, but it was really the best place to hide someone. He shrugged to himself when he was done writing down all of the pass-codes and placing the keys on a master-key-ring.

This is crazy...

Eli shoved down sane thoughts and looked at the time. It was too late to turn back now. It was time for Eli to be getting out of school. He peeked out the window and grinned at the pouring rain. His plan was all coming together. He hopped into his car and patted his wild hair down with a grunt. He'd not been wearing his glasses all morning- now that he thought about it, and his clothes looked disheveled with his two-day old wrinkled white button up shirt, not tucked into his wrinkled black slacks. He shook his head, anyways, driving slowly up to the school as the students were being let out. Here and there, he thought he saw Jei sprinting to a tree or opening an umbrella to avoid the rain. Each time it was his imagination, but he kept his eyes open, waiting for his prey...