My Little Viking

"NO! ANTHONY PLEASE!"

Chilleds Pov

        I had made us some sandwich's, and taken them back up to my room. I set his on the night stand and I began to eat mine. I was just starring at him while he slept, I felt creepy but I just couldn't look away. He just looks so cute when he sleeps. I thought, taking another bite of my sandwich. I finished my sandwich, and went down stairs to put my plate in the sink. After that I went back to my room and got on my laptop. I played some games, went on twitter, and did some homework.

         I was about to finish a paper when Steven said some stuff in his sleep that I don't think I was supposed to hear. "NO! ANTHONY PLEASE! IF I GO HOME MY FATHER WILL BEAT ME TO DEATH! Anthony... Please....."

I don't want to scare him, but I have to wake him up. I reach out and touch his leg, causing  him to wake up and begin apologizing, again...

"shhh, Your ok. No one is going to hurt you" I say crawling into the bed and hugging him.

"Steven, please tell me so I can help you." I ask.

"I-I-I cant tell you" He says, tears running down is face.

"You know you talk in your sleep right" I say. I can feel him tense up.

"How m-much did you hear?" He asks, hugging me tighter.

"Just that if you left your dad would beat you to death." I said looking him dead in the eye waiting for an reply. Him giving me a pleading look.

"Steven, why does your father beat you?" I say softly, hugging the now shaking Steven.

"If I-I tell you, you'll h-hate me." He said in in almost a whisper.

"Steven, I will never hate you" I say grabbing his face, and turning it to face me. He tenses up in fear, but then realizes he's safe. "Please... I want to help you." I ask wiping a tear from his eye.

"The... My... They..." he says trying to  figure out how to put his thoughts into words.

"My f-father beats me because... " *sniffle* "I'm g-gay..." He stuttered out.

I looked at him, he had fear in his eyes. "Why would I hate you for that?" I ask, trying to make eye contact with him.

"Everyone else does, why do you think Im bullied!" He says raising his voice alittle only to looking up at me and cower. "Sor-" He begins, but I cut him off with a hug. He closes his eyes expecting pain, then relaxes.

"Steven I poromise I will never ever hurt you. You do have some one who cares" I say hugging him close. My shirt is now soaked with Steven tears but I don't care. Nether of us spoke as I comforted Steven, hugging him for god knows how long. Once he fell asleep in my arms I carefully laid him on the bed, and walked over to the couch and slept.