Broken

Chapter 9: Nightmares and Daydreams

This chapter will be mostly filled with cotton candy and rainbows. So with that get prepared to see some sweetness.

Mike's POV

I pull away from Jonathan realizing what I did for the second time. Heat rises to me face when I see him flashing me a devilish grin, and since his hair is everywhere it made it even more irresistible. "You realize that's the second time you kissed me right?"
"Do you have a problem with it? If you do I could stop", I turn around to get in a seat but feel a hand grab my wrist and spin me around pulling me into a kiss. "Who said I didn't enjoy it?", Jonathan's eyes stare deep into mine and a foreign feeling fills my chest, true happiness. I throw my legs over and sit on his lap wrapping my arms around his neck. I lay my head down on his shoulder and fall asleep.

Nightmare:

"Please stop it Dad! No more, please, no more!" I cry out with tears streaming down my face running over the deep cuts. "You will not call me Dad, you're not my son. You're just a worthless piece of shit!", another slash from the knife burns my skin. This is the third time in the last week I've been in this room, my arms and legs tied to the walls to prevent struggling. My body was horribly abused to where it's hurts like hell to breathe. The only skin that showed on my face was where the tears the carved through the blood. "Get up boy you have work to do", with that my father cut the bonds and I flopped on my wounds screaming in pain. "Did I tell you that you can scream!", I feel a kick in my side sparking more unbearable pain. Can someone please just end this, kill me if you have to. Just please end this, I can't get a break any where. At school I'm bullied and here I'm tortured. I try to get up but my legs don't seem to work. In fact I can't feel them. I panic thinking my father broke my back during this session, but my suspicions are disproved when he grabs my leg and pulls me up the stairs leaving a giant blood streak in front of me.  All the sudden I hear Jonathan's voice telling me to wake up over and over again. How can this happen, Jonathan wasn't with me at this moment in time. Suddenly everything starts twisting around and getting brighter, showing me I was waking up from the memory screaming.

Jonathan's POV

I get out of my fantasy (not sexual) of Mike and me with him squirming and crying. I start shaking him and telling him to wake up. After a few shakes and me almost shouting at him to get up he finally wakes. He was looking so scared at the moment that a deep sense of worry enters me. He suddenly screams when his eyes open up with Cam showing a terrified look in the rearview mirror. Mike's nails claw into my skin but that doesn't matter, it hasn't been long but the adrenaline has finally drained out of my system and a new pain appears in my calf. I look down seeing Clarabelle's knife struck it's target but fell out when I was running. I quickly look up but it was too late, Mike saw it too. His eyes widened and quickly leaps off my lap getting to work. He rips of some of his gown and quickly cleans off the three best he can to see it more clearly. After about two it three rolled cloths he wraps up the wound and tells me I wouldn't need stitches. He suddenly leaps onto me wrapping his arms around me,"Don't ever, EVER, scare me like that again".
"It was only a small wound and you said it didn't need any stitches so it's all good", I give him my best convincing smile only returning it with a glare. "You now Jonathan, it could've been worse or infected, you're lucky I noticed it and got it bandaged up".
"Alright, alright, I'll make sure to be more careful around psychotic ladies trying to kidnap me".
"You better Jonathan Roberts".
"How did you know my last name? I never told you that".
"I looked at your school ID".
"So your saying that you snooped through my stuff".
"Just a little", I give a small chuckle to that and lean my head on his head, rubbing his back slightly. Cam suddenly clears his throat getting me and Mike's attention. "We'll be arriving shortly, so I'd get ready to get out if I were you" I simply nod my head and return my attention to Mike. As Cam said we arrived at the college and parked in about a minute. I simply pick up Mike bridal style since I didn't buckle up and carry him to our dorm. "You know I can walk right?"
"Yes, but this is more fun", it was his turn to give a small chuckle and laid his head on my shoulder. Cam went with us to our dorm and said goodnight to us, heading back to his dorm. Apparently we weren't to far apart from each other. I give out a sleepy goodnight realizing how tired I was from this long ass day. I met up with my crazy stalker again and had to run with my life along with my boyfriend getting stabbed (yes we're a thing now). I wasn't really worried about my cut, I've had much worse. I barely get to my bed before I collapse onto it bed with Mike still in my arms, dreaming dream about our possible future.

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