«°~{Do I Love My Bully?}~°»

Chapter 8 {I don't love him...or do I?}

     Jonas laid curled up on his bed, he stared at the wall on the far side of the room. He sighed, why did he have to get so hot when Dean hugged him? It wasn't fair! Its like Dean was teasing him...like Dean was trying to make Jonas want him more than he already does. Wait, already? Jonas looked confused. I'm not crushing on him.. Jonas buried his face in his pillow. He let out small, short, shuddering breaths. He shivered, closing his eyes tight.

    "Jonas!" Jonas's mother called. "Jonas get down here."

     Jonas sat up almost instantly. He kicked his legs over the side of the bed. He pushed himself up and went to his door. He slipped out into the hallway and dashed down the stairs. He rushed into the kitchen where his parents were sitting.

    "Y-yes?" Jonas asked, worried.

    "Jonas please sit down." His mother, Jewel, said calmly.

    "W-what's the matter?" Jonas wondered, sitting at the table.

    "Well, Jonas..." Jonas's father, Clyde, began. "W-we just wanted to know if..."

    "Jonas, are you being bullied?" Jewel asked him, placing her paw on his.

    Jonas drew his paw back in shock, he searched for the right answer.

    "Jonas? Don't be afraid to tell us." Clyde assured him.

    "N-no!" Jonas lied, trying to keep Dean out of trouble.

    "Are you sure Jonas? If you tell us honestly then we can call the school and fix it." Clyde added.

    "Yes! I'm sure!" Jonas repeated, getting up from his chair. "I'm not being bullied."

     Jewel gave Jonas a worried look, she sighed.

    "Alright Jonas, we trust you. But if you ever have any bully problems, come to us okay?" Jewel smiled.

   "Yea, thanks. I've got homework to do." Jonas said, speeding to the stairs.

    He rushed to his room and shut the door behind him. He crawled into bed, put his back to the door, and curled into a ball. I can't snitch on Dean. Jonas shivered. He'd kill me. Jonas sighed, he didn't like lying to his parents, but if he hadn't Dean would have crushed him. Joand shut his eyes tight, he scrunched up his nose and tried to fall asleep.

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    Jonas woke up in his nice warm bed, he smiled, for some reason he felt...stress free and happy. He tried to get up but he was instantly pulled back. He turned to see Dean, latched onto his waist. He gasped. How did Dean get here?! He shook Dean awake, hoping that none of this was real. Dean opened his eyes slightly, he smiled as soon as he saw Jonas. He sat up, hugging Jonas close to him.

    "Morning sexy." Dean chuckled.

    "D-Dean? w-why are you here?" Jonas asked, staring at him.

    "What do you mean? You invited me here." Dean barked.

    "I didn't- wait...why are you in my bed?" Jonas swallowed hard.

    "Um...don't you remember? You invited me to your house last night, then things got exciting." Dean smirked.

    "E-exciting?! What do you mean exciting?!" Jonas shivered.

    "We had sex Jonas." Dean shook his head. "Your memory is terrible, I knew I shouldn't have banged you so hard. I knew I would have broken something."

     Jonas gasped, falling out of Dean's arms and onto the floor. He stared up at Dean in horror.

    "Jonas?"

    "W-what?"

    "Jonas wake up.."

    "Huh?!"

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    Jonas awoke and sat up instantly. He looked to his left, his father was starting right at him.

   "Jonas hurry up! You'll be late for school!" Clyde rushed him.

   As Clyde left the room, Jonas shot up and grabbed his clothes. He headed for the bathroom and turned on the shower. That was a weird dream.. Jonas thought. Do I really want him that bad? Jonas started to undress. No...I don't love him!...or do I?