Omega and the beast

Chapter 22

I opened a tired eye. I was greeted by the big bed canopy and how the curtains around the bed were drawn. The light from outside made the thick red fabric light up, but still it was dark and dull inside.

I stretched and cuddled under the heavy blanket. I don't even remember how I went to bed yesterday. Yesterday... I frowned and opened my eyes completely. I was in Reed's bed. When did we go to bed? I didn't remember.

I yawned. I didn't remember much actually, or... I think I remembered how he kissed me and promised to come back before I woke up.

I sat up quickly, panicking before I looked at the other side of the bed, afraid he wouldn't be there. But his muscular body lay next to me. He was lying on his stomach with one arm hanging outside the bed and his face turned away from me. He looked almost exhausted.

A warm feeling went from my stomach up to my heart and I blushed. My Reed... I leaned over him to see if he was awake too, but he slept heavy. Reed slept... I slept together with Reed. FUCK!

I really slept in the same bed as him, and not after he picked me up drunk at a nightclub or after he came to me in my bedroom at mom's and dad's! We... We kind of kissed all day yesterday, after all the drama earlier.

What time was it now anyway? I peeked out the curtain at the bedside table for my phone, but it wasn't there. I leaned back in bed thoughtfully. We ate a tasty dinner yesterday. We... We watched a movie. We never finished watching it!

I glanced at Reed again. He took deep and long breaths, silent... His shoulders heaved slightly up and down but otherwise he lay motionless.

I had a good desire to kiss his cheek and fucking climb him! To snuggle him like he was a cute and cuddly panda! But I didn't want to wake him up. Something told me he needed to sleep. He was always the one who was awake before me. The one taking care of me. It was like he knew I was going to wake up.

I stared up at the canopy. I'm twenty-four years old now. I could never have imagined this a few years ago, how I would lie in a fucking lord's bed under a canopy. With the lord himself beside me! No...

At that time, I wasn't as lost and fucked up. I had no direct goals and dreams, but I was completely happy with life. When I graduated from high school and could see dad's proud smile at how I got a scholarship for my achievements in the chess club or how mom cried when she hugged me before I went to college.

Chad had driven me there and talked about how amazing it was that I was going to accomplish something and was an adult. But the only thing I accomplished was a tenacious reputation for being the guy who turned the principal's son gay.

No one watched the video of us except those who attended the meeting, it was never recorded. But rumours spread about how we made a sex film in the principal's office and... They at the school management offered me, as it was so nicely called, to drop out of education. Truth was that I was kicked out headfirst with a boot in my ass!

And then I began walking down my long road of misery. I found jobs here and there which of course I didn't manage to keep for too long. And if I managed to keep a job for a while, I was fired when I messed up BAD.

But most of the time it was because of my incompetence. I sucked at most of the jobs. Hey; I've never claimed I'm a saint in any way! Sassy people like me may also suck sometimes!

I lived at home for a while before I found my own apartment and it was probably just as good when the rumours talked about how the teacher couple's chess son went from a bright future to a life in the slums.

I glanced at Reed. What would happen to him if my reputation reached the gossip magazines as soon as our relationship took of more seriously? There will be a lot of writing and problems, not just for Reed but his whole family.