❦Corey
The kid was getting too attached.
I knew it from the moment let me hold him for the first time. The way he clutched onto my shirt and sobbed into my shoulder. You can't hold someone like the way he did and just brush off the feelings you get from the embrace.
I knew he was getting attached, and I encouraged it further. This is all my fault. I kissed him and gave him things. I praised him for his charm and beauty. Hell, I even jerked him off until he was writhing against my hand.
"Fuck." I whispered, putting my head in my hands. How could I do this to him? How could I let this go on for so long?
The fact that I did that to him wasn't the worst part. The worst part was one of the last words he had said to me. Three godforsaken words that had my chest tighten at the thought of them.
Jonathan Howsmon Davis. A patient of Holly Hills for two years. The most beautiful and precious person ever...loves me.
Fuck man. These feelings I have for him need to be curbed while I still have the will to let him go.
It has to be this way. It was childish of me to let this happen in the first place.
Whatever he and I have going right now, it's over as of Monday.
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Fanfiction"...and lastly- and I'm sure you already know this rule. No matter how much Mr. Davis opens up, you may only treat him as a patient- nothing more, nothing less." Little did Corey know, he was about to break that one rule...
