I Blame You

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3 whole nights.

3 consecutive sleepless nights. And no, I did not have any upcoming tests or a dozen assignments looming over my back.

 NO. Academically I was in the best of places and for the first time I really wished I did have a dozen assignments to do but NOOOOO turns out the teachers just hated me now and I couldn't blame my utter lack of sleep on school stress, and I had to admit the real cause of my current insomnia.
Lucas Woods.
I couldn't even have peace of mind in my own dreams because every time I closed my eyes, I could see his ugly face as clear as day, his stupidly breathtaking eyes, his supple lips...                          I mean who even says supple.

Other than seeing his stupid lips in my dreams, the main reason I couldn't allow myself to sleep was because he was touching me everywhere, figuratively of course.
My subconscious was now in a secret alliance with Luca and every time I was out of reality, Luca was touching me everywhere, with his hands, his lips and most importantly, his dick.
The first night I woke up with a wet patch in my sheets and a tightness in my asshole, I knew there and then any hopes for sleep in the future were very slim.

So, what did I decide to do, (like the clever human being I am) ......I decided to torture myself.... I'm sure a couple of nights without sleep will give my body the memo. Any funny business in my dreams then no more sleep for me. That's punishment enough until my subconscious realises that any collusion whatsoever with Luca is out of the question.

As I was saying, I was currently on my 3rd sleepless day, and I was basically dragging myself around school like a dead corpse. I don't even remember taking a shower before I left for school today. Who cares anyway.
I was currently banging my head on my locker trying to wake myself up when Sam walked up to me.

"What's up man" she literally screamed

"ugghhchhdcswdchdvo stoooop screaminggggg, it's literally too early to be this happy Sam...go away" I groaned whilst keeping my eyes firmly shut and trying to lure away the incoming headache I could feel at the back of my head.

"Don't tell me what to do Dingbat" she graciously accompanied the insult with a smack on the head. Just what I needed. Someone to encourage the migraine I was clearly having at this point.

I lifted my head and glared at Sam trying to give her the scariest death stare I could come up with, considering my current incapacitation, and all she could do was give me a dumb look in return.
"Woahhh wats up with you Ty.....why do your eyes look so bloodshot.... have you started doing drugss!!!!!!..............OHH MY GOD YOUR MOM IS GOING TO KILL ME!!!!!
I swore to her that you weren't doing any funny business...LOOK AT YOU......my head is going on a spike for sure and I really like my head....TY OMGOMGOMGOMMGOMGOMG--"

"Hold up. Calm your tits Sam. I'm not doing any drugs." I groaned. This conversation was getting a little too much for me. This is not what I signed up for. I've never felt such an urge to get Sam to shup up for once.

"Well, your eyes say otherwise....and you clearly look like you haven't seen the inside of a shower in a couple of days......I mean how can you even live with yourself like this Ty....YOU STINK!"

"Way to make a guy feel good about himself Sam....and the reason I'm like this is because I haven't been able to get the best of sleep lately ......and its fucking up my brain"

"OHHHHHH you could have said soooooooooo............you got me all worried about my pretty little head turning up on a spike.....I'm too pretty to die"

"Really Sam that's what you care about after what I just told you . Way to be a friend"
I straightened out and started walking down the hallway away from this psycho who was hell bent on draining me out when I heard her shouting my name and trudging after me.
Today must be my lucky day I mentally screamed.

"Hey-Hey hold up Ty ......I didn't mean to come off as insensitive...I was just trying to crack a joke. You seemed a little wound up."

"WELL WRONG FUCKING TIME FOR YOUR STUPID JOKES SAMANTHA!!!!!" I literally screamed at her and when I saw the sudden fall in her face after my little outburst, a surge of regret went through my veins like a bucket of cold water

"Hey wait sorry Sam.." I said grabbing her wrist as she tried to march off ".......wait I'm sorry ...I did not mean to go off on you like that" I said with a sigh of defeat

"Well YOU DID!" she spat with so much anger

"I know, I know Sam and I don't expect you to forgive me for being a shitty friend .....I just haven't  been in the right headspace for a while  now because of Luca...he's in my thoughts, in my dreams everywhere I go! IN MY FUCKING BLOOD!! He is there...like a fucking ghost and I have lost all ability to operate and I know this doesn't justify me shouting at you but I don't know what to do and I am loosing my fucking mind trying to think of a way to go back to normal" I blurted in a rush of words but instead of looking at me to find out if she was listening to what I was saying Sam was looking past me with a look of horror on her face and I immediately felt a rush of sickness threatening to go out of my stomach.

I slowly turned around to find myself face to face with the object of my current obsession. Luca.
Here he was again looking at me with such a menacing look mixed with hunger and something else I couldn't clearly comprehend.

"Come here" those two words flew from his mouth, and I was hooked. 

I didn't want to think about it or torture myself anymore ....so I could barely register what was going on except I could see Luca's face getting closer and closer and he was still in the same spot meaning I was the one moving towards him. As I was about to get where he was, I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around.

Shitt Sam.

Before I could even get to say anything to her about what was going on, she just gave me a nod of understanding and mouthed a clear 'GO' and there and then I knew that the two of us were going to be fine.
As I was about to tell her I'd catch up to her later, I felt a grip on my hand and Luca beginning to pull me along with him.

I quickly turned around trying to catch up, but I couldn't really process what was going on...all I could feel was his grip burning on my wrist like a hot vice.
I stumbled out of the school doors and as I was about to think he was going to take me out of the school, he turned around the building, taking me along the direction of the football field...and I couldn't help the confusion clearly laced on my face. 

We did not have practise today.
However, I kept those thoughts to myself as we arrived at the locker rooms, and I watched as he fished out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door. 

"Perks of being team Captain" I grumbled as he pulled me inside without saying a word.

He turned on the light, got into one of the shower stalls and I watched as water started pouring out of the facet. He walked out of the stall and walked to right where I was standing and stood looming over me. I swear he was just a few inches taller, but I felt like a puppy caught in headlights.
As I was about to ask what the fuck was his deal treating me like his little and pet dragging me half across the school... he uttered one word that changed the whole course of my world.

"Strip."

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