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

Chapter 51

That night after we did the deed my heart was racing, I didn't think I had a heart but when I put my hand on my chest it sure was there. I lay in my bed thinking. It isn't fair for Lucas that I had thoughts coming in my mind in Rayson's voice while we were doing it and during foreplay. 'What should I do? Should I tell him?'  

My mind kept me up. Tossing and turning. I look over at the clock it was 2 am. Dammit. At least it's Sunday so I can sleep in a bit if I need too. 

My dreams were haunting me. Rayson was there. I was pinned to a bed. I recognized this bed. It's the bed in Rayson's cottage. Rayson had a knife in his hand, "Let me carve on you. How about a skull with cross bones across it?"

I shake my head at him, frightened eyes looking up at him. I beg for mercy. Rayson laughs in my face and had the blade right on my ankle. He grins before entering my skin.

I felt it and screamed. I want to get away from the pain. I try to get free but my legs wouldn't butch. My hands weren't tied this time. So I could move but I couldn't move my body won't let me. I look over at Rayson begging to let me go to leave me alone. But he kept carving.

"Dylan."

And calling my name while doing that.

"Dylan."

Yeah like that with hushed tone. He leaned into my ear, "Dylan!" 

I shot up, sweat forming on my forehead as I wipe my face.

"Dylan you ok?"

I look over to see Lucas sitting on the edge of the bed. I sigh and put my head into my pillow, "Does it look like I'm ok?"

I heard Lucas sigh and I felt a hand on my shoulder. He didn't say anything only had his hand on me, soothing me in a calming way, rubbing smoothing circles on my back. I want to scream from the dream. I want to cry till my pillow is damp. But I didn't, I just laid there with my face in the pillow.

"Tomorrow we will get you a councilor?"

"I have one it is the school councilor."

"No not a school councilor. One that is not anywhere near our school. Don't worry I will take care of it."

I nodded in my pillow. Remembering the dream something inside me stirred and I felt suddenly sick. I sprung out of bed and without looking at Lucas who probably was confused I ran to the bathroom and knelt down over the the toilet bowl. Gah! Gah! Gah! I sat down next too the toilet and rested my head in my arms.

I heard footsteps coming toward me and a hand on my shoulder. The footsteps were going to the sink and heard the water facet turn on. Turning the water off the footsteps went over to me and heard the toilet flush. My chin was lifted and my eyes look up at Lucas. "Feeling better?"

"Are you talking about the dream or me being sick?"

"I'm talking about both things?"

"Eh...I will be."

He held a wash cloth to my face and wiped my mouth. I stare at the ground while he did that, blushing. He washed around my mouth and then under my chin. I grab his hand that is holding the wash cloth, "That is enough," I took the wash cloth and threw it at the sink. Luckily it landed in the sink and not on the floor. Lucas looks over at me. He looked tired, "Sorry I woke you. I will be fine now you should go back to sleep?"

Lucas sits down on the hard cold floor with me and puts an arm around me, "Don't worry about waking me up. It wasn't your fault your scream woke me up?"