The Devil Within (yujae)

4

"Thank you again for coming Hyung. I really hate being here by myself sometime." Ten locked the door and they walked to the corner. "It's no problem Ten. I'll see you tomorrow. Get home safe." He stood and watched ten walk in the opposite direction. He watched the light breeze blow the boys black hair into his face.

Ten was beautiful. There was no other word for it. His dark hair and piercing yet soft eyes. He was a few inches shorter than Yuta but boy did his sassiness make up for it. The thought made Yuta smile.

He turned around and headed towards his building debating what he would have for dinner. Nothing sounds good. I don't even want to eat. Ugh. But I know I need to. Maybe I have some bread left that isn't moldy. I could probably eat toast and feel okay.

As he walked home and thought about food, a familiar set of brown eyes followed him. They saw every turn he took until he walked inside his apartment building.

He opened his door and threw his keys down, heading towards the kitchen. I don't want to fucking eat. Ugh...but I know I need to. He took out two pieces of bread and made some buttered toast, grabbing a bottle of water and heading towards the couch. He watched a random variety show as he finished his "dinner" before heading to take a shower.

He threw his dirty clothes in the hamper and turned the water on letting it warm up while he grabbed his underwear, sweats, and shirt he would wear to bed. Once the water was to his liking he jumped in and took a quick shower. He hated showering. Not the washing part. He loved the feeling after getting out of the shower. He hated the fact that he had to see his body. He hated his body. He hated himself.

After his quick shower, Yuta got dressed and went hunting for his phone. He needed to plug it in. He grabbed his phone off the little table by the door and laid down. He opened the music on his phone and chose something to play while he was asleep. Listening to music normally helped keep the nightmares away. He set his alarm and plugged his phone in, rolling over and grabbing his pillow. He didn't actually use the pillow to sleep with but sometimes he wanted to hold onto something while he slept.

He fell asleep rather quickly tonight...but unfortunately, the music didn't help this time.

Uhhh no, please. Yuta felt the hands on his thighs. Stroking them the man laughed. Oh, come on baby boy. You know you like it. You know you want it. You're my good little slut, aren't you? The man slapped Yuta and grabbed his chin, making Yuta look him in the eyes. You better fucking listen to me boy. This can be good for both us or good for me. It's up to you. Now shut the fuck up. This is what you deserve you piece of shit. Yuta whimpered and covered his eyes with his hands. He just prayed it would all be over soon.

Yuta bolted upright...shaking, sweating, crying. He hadn't had a nightmare like that in a few weeks now. He thought they might have actually stopped. This was the longest he had gone without having one. He threw his legs over the side of the bed and tried to calm his breathing down. He never understood where the nightmares came from. He had suffered from them since he was a young boy but he didn't remember anything actually happening to him to cause them.

Even if you don't know why...you do know that man...or whatever he is...is right. You are a piece of shit and you would deserve it even if it was real.

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. I hope I can go back to sleep and get a maybe a couple of hours without that man in them. He dried his face and laid back down. Hoping and praying this time would be different.