childhood memories

chapter 29

I finches and glanced away from the screen, the gore, the murderous bliss, the horror far too graphic for my tender eyes.
"Heh, scared?"
Laurence chuckled, being surrounded with utter darkness with only the bright light shimmering off the television set to illuminate his face.
"Hm...Kinda"
I stammered in response.
His chuckle yet again ran down my ears, bouncing back and forth while I grew increasingly frustrated.
"You're sick"
I mumbled
"Sick on love~"
He purred, stroking my hip softly with a sexual touch.
"I'll show you love in a minute, I'll kick it up right up your-"
I snapped, pushing his hand away as I stopped myself.
"Right up my what?"
He grinned devilishly
"...You know what"
I crossed my arms.
"Hmmm, no I don't, enlighten me"
He laughed
"... backside"
I grumbled
"Backside? What you a grandpa now?"
He questioned, letting his eyebrows join and neck slump down into his shoulders, mimicking my crossed arms.
"No! I just... don't like swearing"
I stated
"You do it at school though"
"Doesn't mean I enjoy it"
I glared.
He really didn't know me all that well.
"Suuure"
He giggled
I grumbled.
"Alright, Alright...the movies shit from here anyway"
He stated before turning off the television and twitching on the main rooms light.
He stared at me for a moment, and I now with that I'd tolerated the movie.
"So..."
He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Since when have you...y'know, been hurting yourself"
I looked away.
Why did he have to ask that...
"I don't want to talk about it"
I stated stirnly.
"Please Garroth..."
I jolted as he stroked the side of my check and very carefully averted my eyes to his, his other hand resting on my knee.
"You don't seem like the guy to...do that sort of stuff...and I just want to make sure you're alright..."
He stated softly.
I gulped as my eyes stared into his, brimming with tears.
W-Why is he being so caring, i-i don't know what to d-do...I've never d-done this before...
Before he knew it I had hugged him, snuggling into his chest as I began crying.
He jolted, stunned for a moment before stroking gently at the back of my head comfortingly.
"Woah, woah...it's alright"
He stated
I tried to stay quiet, biting against his shirt...yet it still didn't fully silence me.
It just felt so good to...be with someone, have someone's shoulder to cry on... someone who cares about me.
"S-Sorry, sorry"
I apologized, pulling away and wiping my eyes frantically.
"Don't be..."
He replied
"I-I just...N-Never really got to...cry L-Like that before"
I shivered as he rested his hand on my shoulder.
"Hey...talk to me"
He stated as i looked down, gulping.
Seen as I'd never really...hurt myself I had to make some sort of lie.
However, in order to make it easier to stick to, and, most importantly believable, I had to link it to true events....
"H-Hm...I started when I was very young...J-Just after Vylad was born"
I sniffled
"Why?"
Laurence questioned.
...
I should have thought ahead....I shouldn't have told him.
"...Vylad he...I heard..."
My tears brimmed at my eyes and he knew something serious must have happened.
"H-He isn't my...r-real brother...he...h-has a different dad"
Laurence pieced it all together and his face twinged as it clicked in place.
"My mom she...s-sleeps with other guys and...m-my dad gets a-angry alot..."
I dug my face into his chest, hugging tightly.
He hugged back, making us become one, sharing our emotions, willing to be there for one another.
I shivered and whimpered to myself before speaking up.
"P-Please don't t-tell anyone...P-Please"
He nodded, stroking my hair against him, letting me lay comfortably on top of him.
My eyes were now aching from the tears, growing tired with each jerking hiccup I could muster.
On that subject my throat was killing me, dry, hoarse... fear struck...it was horrible.
Yet Laurence never complained, never judged me...just layed there with me while I sobbed pathetically in his arms.
...
I was such a fool.
"Y-you're so kind..."
I mumbled as he smiled, kissing my head.
"Heh...if you say so GarGar"
He stated with a soft chuckles.
"Stoooooop with the nickname...I haven't got you one yet"
I giggled
"Oh? Well, think of one right now, what do I remind you of?"
He grinned, playing with my ear.
"Hmmmm"
I watched him before smiling.
"You're my lil cuddle bear"
I pecked his lips and sat up, sitting on his crotch like some sort of lap dog.
"Cuddle bear?"
He laughed, resting his arms behind his head.
"Yeah, W-Why not?"
I smiled, wiping my eyes of their tears.
"Heh, I was just thinking I'd have something cooler like... "Laurence, the tear bringer!""
He giggled while I wacked him playfully on the head.
"Shuuuut uppppp"
I chuckled, slumping down on his chest to come nose to nose with him.
"Alright alright...cuddle bear will have to do"
He smiled.
Our eyes met and he kissed me, bringing me close with a gentle grip on my hair.
I let him, carefully going with his moves.
He soon moved down my neck, kissing against it repeatedly.
I bit my lip and grunted.
"L-Laurence, jeez~"
I huffed
"Hmn~"
I was fine with him kissing and feeling me...but when he began sucking and biting, or in any way causing a temporary difference on my appearance sexually, I had to stop him.
And this was the first time I did so.
He sucked against my neck and sadly I pushed his mouth away and pinned it down on the couch.
"Not there sweetie~"
I purred.
He giggled and rolled the two of us off the couch, playing with me on the floor as I continuously tried clawing my way out his lustful grasp.
"LAURENCE!~"