Don't Let Go Of Me

Chapter 14

/indirect mention of non consenting intercourse/

His legs were shaking and trembling, face ridden with overflowing emotions. Tears soaking into the soft fabric of the wrinkly pillow below his head.

The world seemed so dark that night. Head so full and empty at the same time. He wouldn't overthink this. He wouldn't think at all. He couldn't think at all.

Moonlight and the beat of a steady bass were the only things catching his attention, he himself not even able to move an inch.

It was almost funny. If you do it one time, there is a high chance you will do it again, yeah? Wasn't that what people were always saying?

Wasn't it those people that looked at him with such pity and disgust at the same time? Oh yeah he truly was disgusting, wasn't he?

The muscles in his arms burned as he tried to push himself off of the bed, more in a sitting position. He didn't even make it that far before his arms gave out and his face hit the pillow once again.

"You weren't trying to leave were you? This party is just starting after all, here have a drink darling."

How could he have thought even for a moment that he would get out of this after a single round? He truly was stupid.

After all, as long as you don't scream, no one cares a shit about what happens behind locked doors.

Right?
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The sun was rather low as dream blinked against the sunlight that broke through his not fully closed blinds.

It was way too early to be up, but maybe he should take this as a sign to make breakfast for his boys.

Almost a week had passed after nick had talked about his feelings towards him. If he had to be honest, he was unsure what to answer.

On one hand his heart was beating out of his chest at the thought of calling him his boyfriend, but on the other side something was missing. Someone was missing.

George was missing.

It was a thing with George.

He couldn't quite pinpoint it, but something wasn't right with the boy at all. It became a real rarity for him to leave his room and he also hadn't streamed in what almost seemed like a month.

Normally dream wouldn't think anything over the sleepy boy not streaming but he also blocked sap and himself out completely.

Barely a word had been spoken between them for days. They hadn't cuddled or hugged or even properly looked at the other.

The stairs seemed colder under his feet, but maybe it was just the weather being more rainy than normal these days. Maybe they should heat the room up a bit more?

Upon entering the kitchen, he couldn't believe his luck, because there was George. Sleepy George standing behind the counter and hazily trying to make some eggs for himself.

Quietly clay walked up behind Gogy and put his head down onto the smaller ones shoulder.

"Smells really go-"

He didnt get further than that before a dull pain echoed through his head, making him see everything blurry for a good moment.

As soon as his vision came back he prayed that he was still seeing things that weren't there.

Why did he look so.. Scared?

He was clinging onto that metal spatula for dear live. No way he was simply being scared by someone sneaking up on him.