Demons (Shaylor Fanfiction Book I)

Chapter 12 His First Hug:

I can't sleep, of course I had to listen to my conscience and watch the movie, to make Taylor happy. Cure my good heart! Anyway it's like four in the morning and I have school.

"I wake up in like two hours, so what's the difference?" I thought to myself,"Sleep is for the weak anyway."

So I get up and head downstairs. I made myself some pancakes, sat down and ate. While I was watching the sun rise from my window, my phone buzzed. It that mystery number again.

You're smile is bright and more beautiful than any star in the sky ❤️

I smiled at the text, daydreaming of what she would look like. Then I saw someone crawling outside, across my yard. The person grabs on to my mailbox to stand them up. They start limping to the bus bench where I usually sit.

I put my plate in the dishwasher and walk outside, not caring if I was in my pajamas. As I walk closer to the person, they look more and more familiar. I sat down next to them, but the person didn't notice. I notice that the person was wearing a blue......

Bandana.

"Oh no," I thought to myself.

I rip their hood off and I see Taylor.

"Taylor, what happened?!" I asked trying to contain my tears.

His face was all bruised, his nose was bleeding and there was a huge cut on the back of his neck.

"N-Nothing," he said sniffling.

"This doesn't look like nothing!" I screamed.

"Shawn, it four in the morning, quiet," he said trying to calm me down.

"Does it look like I fucking care?!" I yelled as tears coming out of my eyes.

He looked at me with wide eye cause he knows I never curse.

"My best friend is getting beaten up and he's not telling me who is doing it?!" I said biting my lip.

I felt the ground shake, so I tired to calm down.

"Because I can't!" He yelled standing up.

"But why can't you?" I asked as tears standing up too.

"Because I-I can't," he said looking down.

"That's not a good enough reason," I said.

I held his hand and he looked up.

"Why are you keeping secrets from me?" I said frustrated.

"So he doesn't tries to kill me," he said shrugging.

"Who is he?!" I asked shaking him.

"Shawn, can we drop it?" He asked looking uncomfortable.

"No, I want to know who is beating up," I said.

"I fell off my skateboard," he said lying.

"You are such a bad liar," I said crossing my arms.

"Shawn, just fucking drop it!" He yelled  then breaking down in tears.

He laid down in the road sprawled out like a starfish.

"What are you doing?" I asked confused.

"Waiting for a car to run me over," he said casually.

I walked into the road, pulling him by the arm, dragging him out of the way.

"Why did you do that?" He asked frowning at me.

"I don't want you to die, I care about you," I said smiling.

He smiled brightly and sat up.

"And who else am I going to tease?" I asked laughing.

He rolled his eyes and smiled.

"That's the smile I want to see," I said smiling back.

"Can you do something for me?" He asked nervously.

"What that might be?" I asked eager to know.

"Can I have a hug?" He asked blushing.

"Is even a question?!" I said happily.

I hugged him tight. He seem tense at first, but he relax after a while.

"Shawn," he said.

"Yeah," I said enjoying every minute of this.

"I'm sorry in advance if I start to tear up," he said choked up.

"It's okay, just let it out," I said pulling him closer to me.

I hear soft sobs and my right shoulder was becoming wet. I rubbed his back and telling him everything is okay. Taylor finally let go, wiping his tears.

"That was actually my first hug since," he trails off.

"Since when?" I asked.

"My mom passed away ten years ago," he said shrugging his shoulders.

"Hey, I know something that will make you feel better," I said smirking.

"What is it?" He asked excited.

"Close your eyes," I said.

"Why?" He asked.

"Trust me and no peeking," I said.

He closes his eyes and I put my hand on his heart.

"What are you--" he asked before cutting him off.

"Shh, no talking and keep those eyes close," I said putting his bandana over his eyes.

He push his bandana back on his forehead and closed his eyes. I took a deep breath and let my ability of healing do its work. I see a light in his chest, I can see him start to smile. He begins to giggle and smiles more. When I was done, his eyes flutter open.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"Like I'm in heaven," he said laughing.

I laughed as he scoot closer to me. He puts his arm around me, pulls me closer. I nestle my head in the crook of his neck. I just want to stay like this forever, in a non-gay way.

"I think we should head home," I said getting up,"Do you want to go to your house?"

"No!" He yelled,"I mean my family doesn't want me to have friends over on a school day."

"O-Okay, well let go to my house," I said helping him up.

"Ow," he said limping.

"Does your everything still hurt?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said rubbing his thigh.

"Here, get on my back," I said bending down.

He get on my back and we went home with him on my back. He was actually really light. So I had no problems with him. When I opened the door, I set him down on the couch. I grabbed a blanket and put it over him. He opened his eyes and looked up at me.

"Can you come lay with me?" He asked.

"Sure," I said smiling.

He scoots over so I could lay down. I felt his arms pull me closer so I could feel his warmth. Afterward I hear light snores from Taylor and I later drifted to sleep.