Chapter 75: Dream Catcher.

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Gore/Assault 🔞🔞⚠️⚠️

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Gore/Assault 🔞🔞⚠️⚠️

Just a warning so that it's not so full on, if you don't want to read it then just skip it.

~Jay~

Jolted.

I am jolted as I am forcefully pushed out of yet another dream, the type of dream that only seems all too real.

My heart pounds away in my chest as my breathing becomes ragged, my eyes immediately opening as soon as I am conscious, my hands frantically grabbing at the sheets, panic and pure fear raking all over my body.

All that greets me is the painted star covered ceiling of Cairo's bedroom, there is no sound other than the noise that my body is making.

A cool feeling on my clenched hands almost brings me back to reality as I tightly close my eyes, the cool feeling I know all too well squeezing my hands.

"Love?"

He speaks as I feel his movement beside me, I hear the worry in his voice, I know I must respond but right now it feels like I can't.

His cool hand then lands on my face as I feel it stroking my cheek, but my eyes refuse to open, my mouth sealing shut.

"Did it happen again, love?"

At hearing the worry and care in his soft voice, a tear escapes from my closed eye, feeling his hand instantly wiping it away.

"Please let me see you."

Feeling myself melt all over, my eyes finally relax as they slowly open to see his worried handsome face hovering above me, he cups my face in his large hands and plants an affectionate kiss to my forehead.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to Jay."

Looking up at him from my laying down position, he looks all soft and caring, and because I know this, I also know that he is only like this for me.

I let out a small smile as I slowly rise to sit in a upright position, he immediately moves so that he can wrap his arm around me, my head instinctively rests on his shoulder.

"It's been happening for over a month Cairo, I'm sure this isn't normal."

He rests the side of his face against my head as I feel him stroking my cheek with the tips of his fingers, something I've grown accustomed to over the few months of us being together as boyfriends.

The longer I have been his, the longer he wants to hold me, the longer he wants to spend time with it just being the two of us, the longer he wants to touch me the way he is right now.

Over these past few months, ever since I opened my heart to him it has grown very fond of him, I have grown so used to him being by side, I can't bare to be without him.

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