He cried out in pain,
"Shut up pussy!" Jason said as the cigarette hissed against Corey's delicate skin.
He cried out again.
Jason just laughed "these pretty mark's." Jason said stroking the new burn "they show. They show you're mine." He smirked before throwing the cigarette onto the hard basement floor.
Corey sobbed.
"All mine."
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"Happy birthday!" Joey and his grandma smiled leaning over him.
He could have screamed as he sat up confused and slightly scared, his hands brushing on his lower stomach in defense as he watched the candles burn. The flames gently flickering.
"Blow them out silly." Joey smiled so Corey complied.
Joey and his grandma started cheering and Corey just sat back and shook his head.
"I got a present for you." Joey blushed.
"You did?" Corey asked, actually surprised. He always was though, no matter how many times Joey did he couldnt help, but be suprised at the fact Joey out the effort in when he was such a dick. He had gone so long with out his mother actually caring about his birthdays and every year his sister would find something nice in the woods or would gather the pennies she could find and give him a chocolate bar. He took to stealing. Especially on his birthday. Just to feel like a normal kid. Sad really now he thought about it.
Joey put the present on his lap. "Open it."
Corey complied to see a rather large Plain grey hoodie. It smelt of Joey which was surprising. It wasnt new he could tell, but it was definitely Joey's. He had seen it on him a thousand times. The way it hung off his small figure being ridiculously over sized. Joey had given Corey one of his favourite hoodies and corey felt his heart beat get faster as he blushed and put it on.
"And I got you this." Joey smiled putting a heavier present on Corey's lap. Corey opened that to see a huge Spiderman comic collection.
"Thanks Joey." He smiled bringing Joey in for a hug and kissing his cheek discreetly.
"And this is from me." His grandma said smiling happily, putting a couple presents down.
Corey opened them to see, a Metallica, Anthrax and Slayer vinyl. He grinned "thanks gram you're the best."
"Oh! I'll get a knife for the cake." His grandma smiled leaving the room.
"Does the birthday boy want a birthday kiss?" Joey asked
Corey blushed and looked away realistically he did, but after his dream last night he needed space. He knew his lips were tainted. His lips were dirty forced to keep a secret between them. He wanted to scream it and shout it, but his lips a cage for these dirty little sins.
"Corey?" Joey asked
"Sorry. Uh yeah. Come here." He smiled
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Ficción GeneralCorey has an illness, it was something someone gave to him if you like, something he had no choice of, PTSD. No matter what he does he cant forget it, but he has no clue of what his head is doing to him. Joey is a happy go lucky, kinda crazy individ...