What the hell is this?! (H2Ovanoss)

Chapter 9

I walk down the aisle of this supermarket just getting groceries while Tyler followed me from behind, using his phone and pulling the cart. "Now where would the vegetable oil be." I said, thinking out loud.

Slowly I look up and saw the vegetable oil on the fourth shelf which was way up high, away from my reach. "Fuck!" I curse out as I get in my tippy toes trying to reach it. Tyler stood by my side and reach it easily, grabbing two bottles and placing them in the cart. "You are so small." He said as he took the cart and walked towards the cashier after he pat my head like if I was a small child. "I'm not small! I'm an average!"

He placed all the stuff down as I stood behind him ready to pay with my credit card. The cashier scanned all the stuff and then said, "It will be $110." I slide the card in the small machine and typed down the code.

Once we were done getting the groceries, we got in the car and drove towards the liquor store because Tyler was going to get something. I sat there waiting and listening to the radio that was playing "Despacito" from Luis Fonsi.

I start to space out, starting to remember that man. The man of the weird rainbow hat and white mask. He was wearing pretty dark clothing and super expensive shoes, not only that but he mentioned the name Kryoz.

The door slamming shut made me jump on my seat and look at Tyler who was sitting down in the drivers seat with a bag filled with little cans of beer and huge bottles of many other alcoholic beverages.

"What the fuck!" "Shut up! Don't say any other word. Tonight you are making us some fucking drinks, David said that you make them really good." He tells me as he placed his finger on my lips to shush me up.

He started the car engine and drove to the apartments. Once he parked the car, I carry all the groceries as he only carries the bag of alcoholic beverages. BITCH!!!

I stare up the stairs like last time when I had to carry David, then I let out a loud sigh. I start to go up slowly, making sure I don't drop anything. "HURRY UP MAN!!!" He yelled out making me groan and keep going up.

"HALLELUJAH I MADE IT!!!" I yell out of relief as step away from the stairs and head towards the door that Tyler left open for me. "Bitch! What the fuck?! What's with all the alcohol?!" Brain asked Tyler as I step in my small apartment and close the door behind me with my foot.

Brock and Craig came up to me and take the bags, seeing my whole arm marked red from the plastic bags pulling onto my skin. They both placed them in the kitchen counter and Brock took out two ice pack and a special cream. He started to rub the cream on my arms, but then froze when he stared at them.

"How long have you been doing this?" He asked me as he kept staring at them. "A long ass time ago when I was younger but stopped because I realized that I didn't want to die." I tell him with a sigh and stare away from him. "Evan, you're a strong young man. And also beautiful. There is no need to cut, what would your parents say about this?" He asked me as he rubbed the cream over the small slightly faded scars.

"Nothing...they don't care for me. I was just a mistake that they had to feed and spend money on until I started to work by myself and leave that place." I tell him staring at his hazel eyes.

"Oh Evan." He gave me a tight hug as the guys just stared at us confused. "Hah gayyyyy!!" Tyler yell out but Craig smacked his arms which shut him up.

"How about you to your room and rest for a bit, you can make the drinks more later on in the night." Brock tells me with a smile and gave me the ice packs.

I head in my room and flopped down on the bed feeling so exhausted. I place the ice on my red arms and sigh. "Had to go up the stairs with all the groceries by yourself?" I turn my head seeing Jonathan staring out the window.

"Yeah. It was quite hard." I respond as I kept laying down. "I heard what you and Brock said. Why hurt yourself if you didn't want to die even though you did try in the hospital by biting your tongue and letting it bleed." He tells me as he turns around facing me with a serious expression, his eyes slightly shining.

"I just don't know why." I say, looking away from him. His weight made the bed go a bit slanted. "May I see them?" "You may."

He took my arm softly and looked at the faint scars on my wrists. My heart started to beat fast as if it was running a marathon just because of his soft fingers brushing against my skin.

Why is it beating like this?! It only beats like this when I'm around Jasmine, but why with her brother?! Maybe I might be a bit ga-

"What the hell are you doing?" I ask him for on top of me. Holding my wrists down against the bed.

"My job." He tells me as he leaned down towards my neck and started to lick it and then nibble it. "No, get off mmmeee~"

I started to get a bit squirmy under him as he rubbed my crotch with his knee. My face blood red and he just kissed all over my neck. "You're mine, only mine. No one else can't touch you." He tells me against my neck, feeling his hot breath touching my cold skin.

He pulls back and starts to kiss me roughly. At first I didn't kiss back, but then my lips started to move just like his, out tongues swirling around each other. Fighting for domination.

Then he pulled away seeing the trail of saliva connecting our tongue. "Evan, wake up." He tells me which got me confused but then his hands grab my shoulders and starts to shake me violently.

I gasp sitting up quickly as there stood a worried looking Jonathan. He wasn't on top of me, he was just standing there leaning down towards me just to shake me awake.

"Hey it's alright, it was only a dream. Just a small nightmare." He tells me with a reassuring face. "I'll make you some warm tea." He tells me as he stood up and walked out to make me some tea.

"W-Was that all a fucking dream?! It felt real?!" I talk to myself out loud as I hug myself.