REAL Old Fashioned: a BMW & GMW Spanking Story

Ch. 6/P. 1: Leave. Me. Alone.

Shawn's POV:

John just doesn't get it. He doesn't know how to leave me alone when I need my space. I bet he's never even had a pet die, let alone a human he was close to. It really sucks...but all he seems to care about is that I go to class and keep my grades up. That's all he EVER cares about. He's gotta push and push, but one day, I swear I'll explode or do something I regret. I just know I will. He better let up 'caus I can't take this anymore. I can't take another one of his pity looks or those speeches about how life has a way of working out. They make me gag. I swear, the next time he gets under my skin will be the last time. Guaranteed.

Shawn and John had just begun to settle in after the school day had ended. John was making supper while Shawn finished up some homework.

John gave Shawn a prying look. "Why don't you head out with Veronica tonight or something? You should try to get back out there again. It's been over a month now."

"Nah I'm good. I was just planning on taking a nap."

"Shawn, c'mon. All you've been doing is napping."

"Fine. You wanna know why I don't want to? We broke up."

"Wow...That's...Why?"

"She was just too clingy."

"Really, Shawn? I thought you two hit it off. You seemed to be quite smitten with her."

"It's not a big deal, John, okay? Things happen."

"Okay, okay...then why don't you go hang out with your best friend? You haven't seen him in ages. He still calls like everyday. He's always disappointed when I answer instead of you. You should try answering sometime."

"I'm fine. I just need my space. How many times do I have to tell you that? Huh? Like a THOUSAND?"

"You don't have to be so snippy about it. Alright. I'll take you out somewhere instead. You can pick the place."

Shawn sighed and slumped his shoulders. "No. I'm good. I think I might go lay down for a bit." He began to trudge off, trying to defuse his short fuse, but John stopped him.

"Kid, I don't think it's healthy for you to lock yourself in your room so much. Come, sit on the couch with me. We'll watch a movie or something."

"No, John. I need to be alone. Stop...breathing down my neck."

"C'mon, don't be like that. I think you need some social interaction right now." John reached for Shawn's sleeve, but he yanked himself free.

"No I DON'T!" John tried to grab him again, but Shawn shoved him away as hard as he could. "LEAVE ME ALONE." John sighed in defeat, letting Shawn have his way.

Great. I pushed too much again. I'm not good at letting things be I guess...I hope he doesn't do something stupid now 'caus of it...

Shawn sprinted up the stairs, ripped his clothes off, then launched himself on his bed, face first.

Ugh. I can't stand him...Glad I finally got out of there when I did 'caus I was about to deck the guy...Ya know what? F*ck this. He doesn't take a hint. He'll be back. I'm gonna lock myself in the bathroom. He won't bother me in there, at least I hope not...but I'm afraid he might...

Turning his thoughts into actions, Shawn grabbed the blanket off his bed, as well as his pillow, and scurried into the bathroom, locking the door. Breathing a sigh of relief, he nestled himself into his makeshift bed in the bathtub, cocooned as snugly as he could. He began to doze off, forgetting his own existence. Soon though, waves of intense emotion hit him out of nowhere, knocking him out of his restful trance. Sobs tore out from his throat, making him feel like he might throw up.

What is happening to me? This is so dumb. Why can't I make this stop?

Shawn held his gut as he raced from the bathtub to hover over the toilet. Retching, confusion stirred inside his head, making him feel worse. A paralyzing dizziness made his body feel like it was swimming.

This is bad...I wonder if I got something that could help stop this...

He rummaged through the drawers under the sink. He came across some Tylenol and some Benadryl.

I guess we'll give this a shot.

He chose Benadryl but didn't bother looking at the directions. He settled on three. This should do it, he thought. Almost immediately, he began to feel heavy with intense drowsiness, and he drifted off to sleep.