One Damn Cold Night (Boyxboy) is Being Edited and proofread

Chapter 42 I don't know what to do?

It was halftime now. It's 4:30 when we took a break from the field and crowd. I was sitting next to Lucas and Vincent. Alex was talking with Bryson and Jack one locker away we could hear them talking. We scored 2 goals the other team scored 3 goals. Yup they are one score ahead of us. "I don't think we are giving our best today?" Vincent says looking at both me and Lucas. 'Lucas did great what are you talking about?' "You both need to be focused more for the next half. Come on you two we can do this?"

"Maybe somebody else should be defense?" I suggested.

"Why?" Vincent asks me, looking at me, "you wanted to be defense."

I look at Lucas who is looking at the ground. He looks sort of down. Should I cheer him up? I am not good with that stuff though. I look back over at Vincent, "I tripped a guy on the other team and almost let him get a goal."

"Yes but you did good the other times."

"Your a great defense Dylan," Lucas says.

I look over at Lucas, "You really think so?"

He nods looking back down at the ground. It made me smile in my heart to hear that from him. I thought I disappointed him when I tripped that guy but I thought wrong. He isn't much of a jerk to me anymore. But he is still a pervert. It's because of his pervertness that I get these thoughts in my head about him. Pervertness thoughts. Not bad as him but a little bit of these thoughts. Curse him. 'That's right think of these thoughts?' my eyes went wide with confusion. 'Rayson?' 'That's right let your mind fill up with me. I will be there haunting your thoughts.' I shot up and left Lucas with Vincent. 'What was that just now?' 'You can't get me out of your mind I'm part of your mind haunting isn't it?' I walked in the hallway next to the locker room. 'Haunting your mind is fun." 'Get out of my mind!' am I losing it? 'No let me fill you with perverted thoughts. Let me haunt you till you scream.' I would scream but people would be wondering what's going on with me. I cupped my mouth with my hand, 'I think I'm going to be sick?' 'That's right throw up, throw up if you want it won't erase the memories of what I done to you.'

"Are you ok?"

I turn to see Lucas leaning against the wall.

"Yeah just nervous about the next half."

"Ah...um don't be nervous just play and defend the goal that's all you need to do?"

"Yeah...um your right," 'That's right keep me hidden in your thoughts. That's what will make it more exciting.' I look over at him he seemed suspicious about me now. I walked slowly away and into the field. I look at my watch since my cell phone is in my soccer bag. It was 15 minutes till the next half. I need to clear my head. I ran around the soccer field. 'That's right shake your desires of me.' 'What desires? I hate you. I hate you for doing this too me, to my back. Worrying Lucas.' 'You can't love him because you don't know how to love remember?' I stopped running because it's not working to get rid of these thoughts. I sat on the soccer field and inhaled the warmth of the sky. 'Miss me? Miss me tying your wrists to the bed posts?' 'No.' 'Well I miss you. I miss you being my bitch. My hands on your body. My tongue tickling the back of your neck.' 'Stop get out I beg you!' 'That's right remember that night you begged me not to dug a pocket knife into your skin and in return to give a blow job. Remember that night?' 'Yes quite clearly. I want to throw up just thinking of it.' 'How about the time I tongue kissed you?' Ugh...I put my face in my hands. Why can't I get rid of these thoughts? 'It's because you can't get me out of your memories it's hard to after doing those things to you. It's haunting you. Just like that shark.' 'No! Not that memory not that. You don't even know about the shark attack.' 'I do in your mind.' 'Get out!' I'm losing it I'm going out of my mind. My mind is haunting me with Rayson. I feel his hands on me I feel him whipping my flesh. I feel him. How am I supposed to stay focused with the game with this in my head!