Tox's Trauma Pt. 1

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Allen POV
I've not slept for four days, I don't want to after that nightmare last time I did. I just sit up at night and stare at the wall. V appears to have noticed after night two. She looked like she wanted to talk but didn't want me to think about it, I appreciate her respecting of my boundaries. She walked in after dinner the fifth night, and just leaned on the door frame.

V: "hey lad? Can we have a chat?"

Tox: "yeah hon, what do you wanna talk about?"

V: "about your little decision not to sleep the last two nights"

Tox: "four"

V: "wha?! You eejit that's not healthy! You need to sleep!"

Tox: "sleep is for the weak"

V: "Tox, honey, wee lad I love tah bits, its not good for ya to stay awake for this long, I don't want you awaking yourself to death"

Tox: "I don't want to sleep, not after that dream, I don't want to go back to that place."

she sighed, and walked over to me, hugging me into her chest as she sat down.

V: "Baby, you're currently one of my biggest concerns, and if you're having mental problems I wanna be there to help you, but I cant if you don't tell me you need it or you don't ask me for it"

I stop and think about what she says, starting to process, I have a about thirty second delay because my face is in milf tiddies. It finally processes, and I think even more. What can I tell her? Will she leave me? I don't think she would considering what she said, but, I don't to risk it given some of the things I've done to people and places that didn't deserve it.

Tox: "Promise me you wont leave me?"

V: "Of course baby, I promise I will never leave you, only at my death will we part"

Tox: "That won't happen, it won't"

V: "..."

She looked like she was going to correct me, but she realized I really don't want to or need to think or hear about that right now. That's one thing I'd realized about our relationship and don't like at all, she's 23 years older than I am. I love older women, especially milfs, but the reality of the situation is they'll pass before a long time before we will. That's the only downside I can think of. She just sighed and petted my head, and said in a motherly tone.

V: "baby, I want to help you get over your trauma, but if you hole yourself up I can't, please"

Tox: "..."

I just sigh, and asked her

Tox: "where do I start?"

V: "why not the beginning, start with what started it all"

I think back to my young years,  when I was 13 ,and a human. I look her in the eye, and begin my tale of woe.

Tox: "well, at first, I was a human boy"

V: "wait, you were a human at one point?!"

Tox: "let me explain and it'll make perfect sense. I lived with my parents, a little sister named Asriel, and my older brother Mitch. We lived on a small farm in the country, near a huge woods, where Mitch and I would often go hunting"

I take a pause to allow my brain to process, it's not very nice to talk about all my family, given they're dead, but I just take in a deep breath of air, and continue.

Tox: "it was a weekend, Mitch and I were home for the weekend. Mom, dad, and Asriel were out doing something so we volunteered to house sit."

V: "may I stop you for a second? can I ask your parents names? Probably not important but I'm just curious"

Tox: "of course, Lemme think, my mother's name was Caoimhe, and we only knew my dad as father"

V: "huh, thank you, and, you can continue, sorry I was just curious"

Tox: "it's okay hon, curiosity is just anthro and human nature, at least you asked for their names and not cup size"

V: "dude, now's not the time for attempts at humor, you talk"

Tox: "okay okay, jeez"

I take another deep breath, and recompose myself, my mind going back to that day, one day I'd choose to forget if I could, but it's still stuck with me.

Tox: "Mitch and I went out into the woods to hunt, we found and shot a buck. Right after I'd shot the buck, we heard wolves, and they revealed themselves. Four of them, four big, mean, snarlin feral wolves. We'd managed to fight off two and scare one off, but the last one, we didn't scare him. He jumped on Mitch, pinning him down and starting to maul him to death. He called to me, telling me to shoot the wolf, but I'd ran out of rounds in said rifle. I was trying to reload my rifle. I tried grabbing the round from my pouch I'd been holding it in, but, I dropped it in the mud. As I'd reached to pick it up Mitch stabbed the wolf. The wolf whimpered and died, slumping off of him. He stood up, supporting himself on the rifle he'd been carrying, then collapsed. I'd ran over to him because, who wouldn't?"

V: "I'd be concerned for yer head if you didn't"

Tox: "same, but please don't interrupt"

V: "sorry baby"

Tox: "it's okay hun. Anyways, I'd ran over and he gave me a key, to something I'm not comfortable sharing at this time, and as he died, he told me to take care of the family for him"

I finished that part of the story, and started tearing up. I didn't want to, so I tried holding it in. My face, which my mask contorted to fit, turned to one of pure sadness from what was a face of indifference to reality. She noticed this immediately and took action to engage snuggle time, which was swift and brutal. Not a single inch of me was safe from her comforting hugs and caring manner.

V: "go ahead lad, you can cry, momma V won't judge, we all need a shoulder to cry on"

She hugged me into her shoulder, giving me a tight squeeze. After she squeezed me gently yet firmly, she started petting my head, and making sure I know I'm loved. I appreciate it, even if I can't say it yet since my eyes open like faucets, tears erupting forth. One word, warmth. Her warmth beat out the cold and sorrow I had been feeling, well I'm still sad but I'm not ultra depressed like I just was. I cried into the blue T shirt she was wearing, now realizing she'd gotten a shirt customized to have words on the front, "Property of me, my boyfriend, and our baby, don't touch unless you're one of those," and it slightly put a smile on my face. She was petting my still, and started humming a calming song, very calming, one causing me to start falling asleep. Unfortunately for me, my brain didn't really want me sleeping, fortunately for me my brain knew not to mess with my milfy girlfriend, because she's scary when she gets mad. I started slowly falling asleep.

Tox: "night babe, love you"

V: "g'night lad, love you too"

I passed out

Chapter Ende

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