Save Me From My Darkness (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 28

A/N: Closer and closer I get to finishing this book and its making me all antsy. Who doesn't want to know how this story is gonna end?! Then again, I'm pretty sure some of you don't want it to end. I guess I'm neutral on the subject but anyway, here is the next chapter. Enjoy reading!

Chase POV

I swallowed down the lump in my throat. Dammit. This is not good. This is definitely not good. Lance now has my number and can call me anytime. As long as he can't track me. Can he? Lance spoke again, his tone becoming more irritated.

"I asked you a question Chase. Now answer." Oh god. I want to hang up. Every molecule of me is just screaming hang up but I know that if I do, he'll get pissed and possibly kill me the next time he sees me. He may not know where Greg lives but I'm sure he can find out. I swallow another lump in my throat and speak with a shaky voice.

"I-I'm... I'm..." Great. I can't even form the words that could save my life. The sick nervous feeling I get is already starting to bubble inside me and I can feel it growing until its going to burst out of me. I'm going to be sick, I can feel it. If I talk any longer with Lance then something bad is definitely going to happen. I have to end the call now.

"I-I have to g-go."

"Why?" He sounds very irritated and frankly just majorly pissed. I have to think of something and fast.

"M-my friend has f-food prepared." There was a brief pause until Lance spoke again.

"But I thought you didn't have a big appetite. Or did that change over the years?"

"It d-did." Nope. It sure didn't. But if he doesn't know that then I'm safe. I just hear a sigh on the other end and I'm relieved and also very scared at his next choice of words.

"Fine. But you will be hearing from me again. Soon." The line goes dead and I know that means he hung up. I slowly lower the phone while my free hand rises to rest over my mouth. I think those cookies are going to come back to say hi. I try to take even breaths and calm down but it does little good. The hand over my mouth lowers until it rests on the locket around my neck. I squeeze the locket in my palm and the gesture slowly calms my overactive nerves. Thank god Greg isn't here to see me like this right now.

"Chase?" Of course. I turn my head slightly and see Greg looking at me with a raised brow and his head slightly cocked to the side. He looks down at my phone which is still firmly gripped in my hand then shifts his gaze back to my own.

"Is something wrong?" I instantly shake my head but Greg seems to take that as a lie. Which it is. Damn this boy and his sharp instincts. He walks the short distance over to me and lightly places a hand on my cheek.

"If something's wrong you can tell me." I open my mouth, wanting so badly to tell him about Lance and what has happened so far I can practically taste the words on my tongue just ready to pour out. I want so badly to run into Greg's arms and stay there, feeling safe, like nothing can touch me but I don't. I say nothing and just stand there like the coward I am. Why do I tolerate this? Why do I let this happen without even fighting back? I can feel the tears creeping in the corners of my eyes but I blink them away and smile at Greg.

"Really. Everything's fine. My phone just went off randomly and scared me. That's all." Greg seems to take in the information for a moment before nodding understandingly.

"Alright. I guess I'll have Stanley look at your phone later. Come on, Lisa and Lucas are waiting. They've even started bickering. Lord help us when they really start getting into it." Something tells me its not a pretty sight. I follow Greg back to the living room we were currently using only to find Lucas and Lisa going at it with each other. How in the world did this even start? I just watch as the teens exchange colorful words towards each other, not caring me and Greg are standing in the doorway, staring. The clearing of a throat pulls our attention away from the fight and we look behind us to see Stanley. He bows and motions towards the kitchen.