Scared

Chapter 5

John was really trying to snap out of the miserable condition he had gotten into.

His whole body was feeling clammy, his heart was beating too quickly into his chest and his breath was coming out harshly.

"I'm scared" he whimpered, widening his eyes as he got warmer in his lower body.

He tried to move, to call for help, but he couldn't.

His chest was feeling heavy, his heart was now pounding into his ears. He couldn't talk. His mouth was moving, but no sound was coming out from it.

Fear clawed at him and he screamed. He screamed and screamed, but no sound came out from his mouth.

Mimi was woken up by a frightening scream coming from down the hall.

She scrambled out of bed, slipping on her robe and running out of the bedroom.

She bursted into the bedroom, looking at her nephew in bed.

John was thrashing in bed, eyes wide and loud screams coming from him.

"Oh, Johnny, John love, calm down! Calm down" Mimi was desperate, John was going into a panic attack.

Slowly, the boy calmed down, gripping Mimi's arm tightly, eyes wide and feverish; his screams were slowly tapering off, but he still looked scared beyond relieve.

He looked up at her like a kicked puppy, eyes wide and teary and Mimi kept on softly shushing him.

John whimpered, making a high pitched noise and Mimi softly sighed, "Are you hurt anywhere?" she asked.

It had happened before that John, trying to snap himself out of any bad mental place he was in, had inadvertently hurt himself by maybe banging his limbs around or hitting his head.

Often, though, he would develop headaches and migraines or his stomach would badly hurt.

"My belly hurt, but..." he trailed off, face and ears colouring red and Mimi understood.

His deep upsetting had made his bowels churn, but he was too embarrassed to do anything about it.

He tried to raise himself, but his body was too shaky, his legs giving out his weight and he stumbled back in bed.

Mimi gently rubbed his sweaty back, "You can go in your nappy, love" she reassured.

He had been wearing them during the night for a long time now, actually he never got out of them during nighttime.

John curled up in himself, trying to make himself smaller, face growing more red. After a short time, he timidly opened his eyes and looked at his aunt.

Without needing any word, Mimi quickly cleaned him up, softly cooing to try to take his mind off of what had just happened.

"C'mon, sweetie, you need to sleep if you want to go to the centre tomorrow," said gently the woman, tucking the covers around John's soft body.

John smiled sleepily, rubbing one eye, "Of course I want to go" he said.

Mimi sat herself at the side of the bed, softly stroking his head, letting him ramble on and on about whatever he was doing at the facility.

"Tomorrow Paul has promised to take me out to the park" he mumbled sleepily, nestling himself further into the warm covers, "And I want to date him"

"You want to date him?" Mimi wasn't really surprised. She didn't think John knew what sexuality was, but she knew for sure he knew what erotic love and what sex was.