Bed Sheets II

28. What's going on?

Eric met both their gazes, and another realization occurred. Not only was Rebecca was the owner of the neon thong, but she most definitely was the leak. Instantly, Eric was moments from turning away when Kyle leaped towards him. Oddly enough, Kyle, with the amount of alcohol floating in his system, gripped Eric his collar and slammed him against elevated pedestal of the statue.

Instantly, Eric felt his vision begin bouncing in doubles, blurry for a moment and a headache immediately started pounding.

Rebecca yelped on shock, and stepped away from them.

When Eric's fingers reached for the back of his head, he felt a warm liquid and realized he was bleeding. His eyes met Kyle's, but he could not recognize them. They were enveloped in fury, flames roaring behind his irises as his fingers wrapped around Eric's neck.

"You'll listen to me right now!" he shouted violently in Eric's face, his breath smelling entirely like booze. Eric attempted to resist, but Kyle instinctively slammed his forehead forward into Eric's nose. That caused Eric's head to hit the base of the statue once again, and the headache worsened. It was no surprise that his nose began bleeding, but Kyle did not care.

"Get off from me—"

"You don't fucking say anything, do you hear me?! If you say something to Draven or anyone else, I will purposely make sure that not only your career is ruined, but Draven's and whoever else's too. I have so many things I can leak on you—don't make me do this to you—"

"Kyle just let him go you're scaring me," Rebecca pleaded; Eric's face was starting to become discoloured since Kyle's was squeezing quite hard on his neck, and although Kyle did not want to, Rebecca's soft voice made him pull apart from Eric.

Eric fell onto his knees, gasping for air and feeling his airway slowly begin to return to normal. He remained on his knees until his chest stopped stinging, and his nose was still bleeding profusely, most likely broken. Rebecca and Kyle instantly left when Kyle released him, and they did not return inside the palace.

When Eric finally stood to his feet, he wobbled since his headache was terribly strong, it made him feel dizzy. It took some time to make it back into the palace, and when he did, he covered his nose with his sleeve and although was stumbling with every step, leaned against the wall and made his way to the bathroom without people noticing.

He was trembling, fear having settled into his bones and the moment he entered the bathroom, he leaned over the sink, spitting the blood that had filled his mouth. He was sweating, uncertain about what to do next and his eyes were filling with tears without his command. He still struggled to breathe, unable to come to terms with what had happened, and the monster that had surfaced from Kyle.

That was the man that he loved, the man that had saved him from suicidal thoughts countless times. Eric laughed incredulously, unsure what to even think as tears leaked from his eyes. His nose continued to bleed at a faster pace due to his mind falling into insanity, and he was shaking even worse than earlier.

He was engulfed in his anxious own mind, that he hadn't even realized the door had been opened.

"Eric..."

Draven's soft voice reached Eric's ears, and it was as if all his racing thoughts emptied his mind immediately. He faced the horrified gaze of Draven, whose fingers quivered at his sides.

"Eric, what is going on?"