Breaking Cycles

Chapter 5

Grant

I wince in pain, attempting to drag myself up off the floor, wondering how I ended up here. No, that's not true. I'm here because I thought with my dick instead of my head and now, I have no idea how to climb out of this deep, endless pit I've dug myself into. Stumbling up to my feet, I lean on the wall for support, groaning in agony. What the fuck am I going to do? I have a game this coming weekend. I can't miss it.

Trudging towards the back door, I attempt to remain as quiet as possible. I freeze at the sudden sound of her heels clicking on the tile floor as she approaches from the kitchen. I hold my breath, knowing I have no way of escaping before she reaches me. "Where in the hell do you think you're going Mr. Young?" she challenges.

Gulping down the lump in my throat, I begrudgingly turn towards her, attempting to keep my pain under control. "Home," I answer.

"Not looking like that you're not," she retorts. "If people see you like that, rumors will start spreading about you."

I huff a humorless laugh and shake my head in disbelief, knowing she doesn't give a damn about me. "Let them," I mutter.

She narrows her brown eyes at me and quickly closes the distance between us. "Do you really think right now is the time to push me, Grant? You have your little brother to think about. He spends a lot of time here," she taunts, reminding me of what I already know.

He's just a kid. What could she possibly do to him? I look back at her, attempting to read her intentions. I don't think I can take any more. Instead of answering, I turn towards the bathroom, announcing, "I'm going to clean up."

She grins, a devilish spark flashing in her eyes as she gives me a look meant to entice, but the only thing I feel is repulsion. "That's my good boy," she croons, patting me gently on the cheek. I grit my teeth as she tips my face down and presses her lips to mine, my stomach churning in protest. Thankfully, she pulls away, taking a step back. "We have a couple hours before Amy will be home. I'll be there in a few minutes to help you feel better," she offers as she turns back towards the kitchen.

"I got it," I argue.

Her head snaps back in my direction, her brown hair flying around her before it settles. Glaring at me she reiterates, "I will be there in a few minutes. Warm up the water." Pausing, she adds, "I will also give you a chance to make it up to me for your wandering eyes."

Pinching my lips tightly together, I take a deep breath, gathering my strength before I nod in acknowledgement feeling anything but strong. I move in the direction of the bathroom, feeling her gaze burning into my back. I step into the bathroom and pull the door closed behind me, my heart suddenly beating out of control. I attempt to empty my mind, but my hands start to shake and my palms become sweaty. Taking another deep breath, I exhale slowly, trying to relax my body, but nothing seems to help. I don't know how the fuck I'm going to get out of this mess. That scholarship feels like my only fucking chance. I need it to escape without further repercussions! I need it to survive, but I have to not only impress the scouts, I have to make it through the rest of the year afterwards. Fuck!

I gasp, feeling panicked as my eyes fly open. The white walls and pale blue curtains instantly let me know, I'm not trapped in that bathroom. I sigh in relief and make an effort to move. I flinch instantly, realizing my pain is real and feel the panic setting back in, attempting to take control. It seems like my dreams are back, but I can't live like that again. I don't know if it's being trapped here in the hospital, feeling helpless over my body and my life, or the amount of pain I'm in that's giving me flashbacks, but they're coming full-force since the moment I opened my eyes in this hospital bed. I feel like I'm falling backwards into a deep, dark pit. I'm reliving my nightmares again every time I close my eyes and not the one that just happened a few days ago when I crashed my bike. I thought I dealt with this shit already. I thought those nightmares were gone for good.