Sorry it took so long to right this chapter I kinda got writers block and didn't know what to Wight about in this chapter.
(Time skip to after he gets the stitches)
(Ryan's pov)
-Dream-
He grabs my neck with both hands and starts to tighten his grip around it laughing at my pleads for him to stop he then takes one of his hands from my neck and starts to travel down my body to my 'no-no spot'
I try fighting him,hitting him and he grabbed my private I started to cry not just from the lack of oxygen but also because I feel so violated. I start to feel like I'm being shook and here a voice that sounds like an angle. "Ryan wake up it's just a dream."
-End of dream-
My eyes shot open. My breath was ragged beads sweat going down my face. I feel to strong arms wrapped around me rocking me side to side slowly it was quite calming. Till I looked up to see satan himself (derek). I was about to tell him to get his damn hands off me, when I noticed I can't feel my mouth!! I reached up to touch it letting a couple tears escape when he grasped my hand in his. " it's okay Ryan. You just got stitches on your tounge and the medicine just numbed your mouth." I looked up at him. Wait if I got stitches on my tounge can i still talk!?!? He must of read my mind because he laughed and looked into my eyes " yes you'll be able to talk just not right your hole mouth is numb and you'll be drooling like a baby. But your already as cute as a baby I should just start treating you like one,you could be my little baby." I gave him one of my most famous glares. Then it all hit me like a fuck tun of bricks, I feel so tired. He must have noticed because he lifted me up and layed me down on the bed pulling the comforter up to my shoulders. Brushing the matted hair off my forhead. "Good night baby" then left shutting the light off. And like the light I was out.
This chapter was really bad but I've been to busy to correct over it. Comment what you think should happen in the next chapter I'd like to hear for the readers.
