The Love Between US [BxBxB]

17. What Happened To Wesley Anderson?

*LUCA POV* 

'YoU CaNt EsCaPe Me WeSlEy"

My entire body seizes as George Anderson hovers above me with his strangled hands like buzzsaws tingling against my throat as he chokes me to the point where I can no longer breath. I struggle to get him off me but my arms are so heavy, I can't move and the room is a shade of red I don't remember it being when I went to sleep. 

I choked as I reached up and tried to pull him off me but it was impossible while I was frozen in fear with his soul piercing icy blue eyes trained on mine. I feel the energy to fight leave my body with every passing second his demonic figure chokes me. 

"yOu FiRsT," 

He whispers in that shaky horrifying breath and my body reacts for me as I manage to pick up my arms which felt like pillars of lead, reaching his face with my thumbs touching his eyes. 

He could kill me without a problem.

But he had another thing coming if he thought he could lay a finger on my husbands.

The dream comes to a crashing halt and when the weight is released I instantly sit up smacking my head against something and crying out in pain.

"Ow fuck, Luca," Thomas groaned and I laid back taking in massive breaths of air feeling like my lungs were pressured underwater and I couldn't breathe for the longest time.

"Luca? Hey calm down for me baby, deep breath in through your nose out through your mouth. You're hyperventilating," Thomas reminds me and I close my eyes, doing as he says while my heart was pounding against my chest. 

After a few shaky breaths, I felt my stress finally release and opened my eyes again to find Thomas sitting up in front of me in the light coming from the dim lamp. He was also catching his breath with concern written all over his face.

"Better?" He asked our precious safe word and I nodded. After my PTSD attacks, we had learned from trial, error, and a lot of bruises that it was best not to touch me immediately after I had one even though Matthias and Thomas wanted to comfort me as soon as possible, they waited for me to give the signal. 

"Better," I confirmed and he finally touched me, cupping my face in his hands.

"That looked like it was a really bad one sweetheart," He said as his thumbs gently caressed my cheek. I let out a small sigh of relief and he kissed my forehead.

"No, not really. I'm okay love," I lied, hating it when I woke them up during my attacks. I looked over and saw that thankfully Matthias was still asleep so I wasn't thrashing around too much this time.

"You were choking in your sleep and it sounded like you couldn't breathe. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you looked possessed. I thought I was going to have to do the Heimlich maneuver on you or something," He yawns and I sit up, rubbing my eyes as my heart still pounded against my chest and I was dripping in a cold sweat. 

His hands slipped from my cheeks to my bare chest so he could feel my heart and I slid my hand over his.

"I'm okay," I repeated myself, but he shook his head. Getting out of bed with an angry scowl on his face.

"I know when you're lying Luca and let me tell you, you suck at it," he says and walks over to the bathroom. I gripped the place on my chest where my heart had been pounding against his hand and sighed, quickly missing his gentle touch.

I looked over at my beautiful Matthias, who was still sound asleep and even snoring a little bit with his perfect lips opened for maximum airflow which usually only happened when he went to sleep exhausted. I always thought his snores were cute though and leaned over, raking my hand through his soft light brown hair and laying a soft kiss on his muscular shoulder and turning off the lamp so he could continue sleeping in peace.