Use Me, Darling

Part 15

He couldn't remember that he had left the bathroom and went to bed, all he knew was that he woke up in his own bed in the next morning. His heed seemed to be on fire as Tay finally awoke again. He felt like he had been drinking bottles of bottles of liquor the night before and just woke up with the worst hangover. However, he hadn't had one drink the night before. With a deep breath he walked through the room, feeling like he will lose his balance at any point and fall to ground. A feeling of his stomach cramping up together made his steps get faster till he let his body fall in front of the toilet, in which he immediately through up in. Tears started to run down his cheeks again. How much had he cried the past couple of days. His body shaking and cramping up into itself with every new wave of vomit that made its way up his body. His body didn't stop pushing up the contents of his stomach till there was only the acid left. He felt too weak to get up. The world spinning around him. His body so hot, that he thought he would melt right there. Only the tears making its way down his face, while everything else had seem to come to a hold. "Tay what is going on." No, not him. His mind screamed. But he wasn't able to do anything. His body was too weak to get up and fight any longer. "Tay, baby. Let me help you." No, I don't want your help. I don't need your help. Leave and fuck one of your little boytoys again. All that he wanted to scream at him. Making him regret ever coming her, but nothing came out his mouth. Only sad and helpless eyes looked up at the tall figure that slowly approached him. "I am going to get you back to bed and then I will call the doctor. Do you think you will throw up again?" Gently he placed his handy on Tay's lower back, softly caressing his skin. Tay shuck his head. There wasn't anything left in his body, that could make his way up again. He didn't want to enjoy Times touch as much as he did. He didn't want his body to move closer to his movements as it already did. His body was betraying himself. His mind screamed and shouted. It wanted to push him away and lock himself up. But his body gave into his touch. Melted like butter in his arms as he picked up the weak boy and carried him back to his bed. "Everything is going to be okay. I am going to call a doctor, so don't worry." Leave me. Get out of this room. Don't act like a saint because you aren't. Again, no sound left Tay, but his brain screamed on top of his lungs. The only thing that his body allowed himself to do, was to closes his eyes and to fall asleep again.

As hewoke up again, he felt the warm touch of someone slowly caressing his hair. Heknew that it only could had been Time which made him not want to open his eyes.As soon as he would revel himself as awake, he would need to push Time awayagain, so he wouldn't show, how much he craved his touch. However, if he actedlike he was fast asleep for long enough, he could enjoy Times touch and hissoft hands in his hair for a little longer, without giving Time thesatisfaction of a victory. Just a little longer, he told himself,then I am going to stop him. Then I am going to push away this warmth givinghand, that just gave me such great comfort. Finally, he opened his eyes.Scooted away from the hand and looked up to Time. "Why are you here?" He wasshocked by the sound of his own voice, being so broken. "I wanted to pick youup for uni." Time answered putting on his sweetest voice. "Don't do that anymore.I can get to uni myself. I don't need you for that." With energy that he didnot knew where it came from, he pushed himself up from the bed. Getting moredistance between him and Time. "What do you mean? I always pick you up?" Hecould hear that a trace of anger slowly raised in Times voices. "You picked meup as we were actually dating, however now we are only staying together for thepublic. I told you I don't wanna see you outside of events that we mustattend." Swiftly he walked to his closet trying to avoid the burning eyes ofhis ex-lover. "Anyway, what did the doctor say?" Further avoiding him, heslipped into some more comfortably clothes. He would not go to university anywaytoday. He felt to weak and sick to actually be productive in his lectures. "Hegave you some medizing and told me that you should rest for a couple of days.But I was done talking about the picking up. I will still pick you..." "If Ishould rest, then you should probably leave. Seeing you makes my blood boil.Are you going to leave by yourself, or do I need to call security?" Playstrong Tay, soon he will be gone, and you can whine again, however much youwant.