Nightmares

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"It's okay." Robert coed 'the pain will soon end.' He thought trying to convince himself he was doing the right thing. He extended the blade in his sleeve knowing he'd have to go for the neck to make Preston's death as painless as possible.

"Hey." Preston said pushing away from Robert. He quickly retracted the knife back hidden under his sleeve. Preston smiled up at him with tears still running down his cheeks. "I'm glad I meet you." Preston pulled away completely wiping his tears.

"Will you tell me what's wrong?" Robert asked noticing blood start to seep into Preston's sleeves. Preston shook his head trying to wipe his tears with his sleeve and getting blood on his face. Robert hesitated before wiping the blood off Preston's flushed cheeks and tried to stop tears.

"What's in your sleeve?" Preston asked taking Roberts hand gently then placing the other hand on the knife only the fabric of Robert's jacket was separating Preston's hand with the blade. He quickly yanked his hand away witch was unnecessary at how light Preston's touch was.

"I-I'm sorry." He said quickly backing away further.

"It's fine." Robert said rubbing the knife remembering what he came there to do. He instantly felt guilty for having to hurt Preston. Preston looked down realizing there was blood on his jacket.

"Oh." Was all he said before hesitantly taking off his jacket. He wore a black short sleeved shirt and Robert wanted to take Hug Preston from all the scares and bruises that tattooed his skin.

"Will you take me home?" He asked quietly feeling Robert's gaze. "I need to clean up and get a new jacket."

Robert just nodded feeling a ball in his throat. Preston slowly shuffled closer to him and pulled on his jacket.

"Mind if I barrow yours? I can't have people see the blood on mine." His voice seemed to get quieter and quieter by the minute. Robert started to panic not knowing what to do.

"Uh. Umm. I'll carry you out so then you can hide your arms." He said quickly too quickly. He was sure Preston was suspicious of him now.

"It's and expensive jacket and stains are hard to get out of it." Why did he have such a hard time lying to this kid?! Preston nodded and left Robert carry him bridal style. He hid his arms trying not to get them in Robert's jacket.

"Something's jabbing at my ribs." Preston said moving hand to move the gun that was in one of the inside pockets. Robert jerked away almost dropping Preston. His shifted and shuffled his left side of his jacket behind him.
As they walked down the empty hall Robert was sure Preston fell asleep. Once they got out into the parking lot he remembered he didn't have a car.

"Preston. You awake?" He turned his attention to a boy poking Preston's who the cheek.

"What the?!"

"Fuck!" The other boy finished Robert's sentence. Robert protectively moved Preston away from the stranger.

"Who the hell are you?" He hissed.

"Well I'm Jason and you are?" The boy replied as if they hadn't just yelled at each other. Right then Preston decided to snake his arms around Robert's neck exposing his bruised and battered arms.

"What the hell did you do?!" Jason yelled reaching for Preston. Robert moved out of the way making Jason fall to the floor. Preston began to stir in Robert's arms.
Jason had on a right blue t-shirt with a yellow jacket on. He had a choker around his neck and a necklace that had a star charm. Just normal dark blue jeans and black converse.
Jason quickly stood up again his eyes not moving from Preston's arms.

"I didn't do anything." He stated and started walking towards a random car that he could high jack.

"Hey. Hey! Wait!" Jason said jogging after Robert. Robert turned to look at him knowing Preston could wake up at anymore and make this shot even worse.

"Where are you taking him?" He asked when he caught up to the two. Robert shrugged and looked down at Preston who was soundly asleep some how.
When he was about to walk away again Preston started screaming in his sleep and moved his arms gripping Robert's neck tightening his grip.

"Ihateyouihateyouihateyou!"

(A/N: I hope you're enjoying this one as much as I am! Remember I'm alway open for suggestions. Thanks for reading.)

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