Sweet Dreams,Petey (Slash) (Oneshot) (Fanfic) (Game - Rockstar's BULLY)

Sweet Dreams,Petey

Pairing: Pete x Gary

Warnings: Slash, although if you did not like that you wouldn’t be here right? ;)

Disclaimer: The wonderful Rockstar owns all characters associated with Bully. I am just playing around with these characters I love, and will put them back when I finish playing with them J

The beach was practically empty, with just Pete and an old drunk hobo around. Pete sighed as he waited for Jimmy to show up. He felt cold and the sky was an ominous shade of gray. Glancing at his watch Pete saw he had been waiting for his stocky ginger haired friend for an hour. Jimmy was often late when they made plans to meet up. Either Jimmy was busy or worse he had forgotten he was meant to meet Pete. Pete was tired of waiting. Plus now he had a problem. He had broken curfew and he had to figure out how to sneak back into school without getting caught by the preps.

Then rain started to fall. At first it was just a drizzle but it quickly turned into a heavy downpour. As he made a futile attempt to stop himself getting drenched by the rain, he heard the low rumbling of thunder. Pete had been terrified of thunderstorms since he was a little boy. He looked around wildly and his eyes settled on the lighthouse in the distance. He had to get out of the storm, and it was the closest shelter he could find. As he ran there he figured he might as well just stay the night. That way he could avoid the preps altogether, if he came back in the morning at the right time. If Jimmy could do it, so could Pete. At least, he hoped so.

Pete felt a lot better once he was in the lighthouse. There was only one light working because someone had smashed all the others, which made the room appear to be almost dark.  Looking around he shook his head. The place was a terrible mess thanks to Jimmy and his hands itched with the need to start tidying up. He was the type of person more comfortable in a clean environment. His own room was probably the neatest in the boys’ dorm. Pete went over to the bed and sat down.

He was uncomfortable in his wet clothes but just after he took his shoes off and got ready to start undressing a flash of lightning illuminated the gloomy room. He already felt uneasy, and this was too much for him to take. So Pete dove into the bed and yanked the cover up over himself, hiding away. When he felt a heavy weight settle on top of him Pete screamed in shock, although it was muffled by the cover. The cover was pulled back and Pete made out a shadowy hooded figure, but he could not see who it was. Before he could even attempt to sit up his hands were grabbed and he was pinned to the bed. He heard a low, cruel laugh that sounded familiar.

Pete was scared and it took a while for him to gather up the courage to talk. “Who...Who are you? What do you want?”

“Petey, I'm hurt. You don't remember me? Your best friend?” The figure leaned forward, pulling back the hood on his jacket to reveal messy brown hair that flopped over cold dark brown eyes set in a familiar face.

Pete was stunned. No. No. It couldn't be Gary. Gary was locked up in Happy Volts. Pete often dreamt of Gary since his confinement at the asylum. Mostly the dreams were pleasant, although there had been the odd nightmare or two. It was strange that he missed Gary so much yet dreaded the thought of seeing him again.

“Gary?”

“You like this don't you femme boy?” The taller boy leaned in even closer and licked the side of Pete's face, smirking when he heard Pete gasp in shock.

“Get off me you jerk!” Pete struggled trying to get free but it was useless. Gary had always been stronger than him. The truth was that he did enjoy Gary being on top of him, but there was no way he would tell Gary that. Pete did not want Gary to know he liked him in that way. The smaller boy squirmed, uncomfortable with his position under Gary.