Be My Escape (boyxboy) [ON HOLD]

Chapter Three

Devins POV

We played Mario for two hours before we decided it was getting late and we should go to bed since we still had school tomorrow. 

As we walked toward our rooms, Logans mom popped out of the bathroom and smiled. 

"Goodnight boys!" She walked over and gave Logan a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She turned to me, and held out her arms hesitantly. 

I was a bit unsure, but I've gotten to know her over the past month, so I walked into her arms and gave her a light hug. She squeezed me tightly, obviously excited that I had hugged her.

"Ma, stop man handeling him," Logan said and I looked at him gratefully. We said goodnight to her one last time before making our way to our rooms. "See you in the morning." He said as he walked into his room and closed the door. 

I let out a sigh of relief and went in my own room. 

Today had been a bit overwhelming. 

I had moved in with my new 'family', leaving my old one behind. Dont get me wrong, it's not like I dont like it here, I just dont want them to see how dysfunctional I am and want to take me back. 

It was time for me to sleep, and I didnt want to. 

Earlier, I had slept easily and didnt have my usual nightmares. I never get them if I take naps during the day. At night though, well, that was a different story. 

I looked to my bed and saw that my backpack was sitting on it, with a note resting next to it. 

Devin, we'll take you shopping for some new clothes this weekend. 

-Love, Tara

Tara is Logans mom, but I would never call her that. Nor would I call her 'mom' either. 

I set the note down on my bedside table and took some pajama's out of my backpack as well as some sleeping pills that I had taken from the nurse at the foster care center. 

Sleeping pills stopped the nightmares and made me fall asleep faster. Without them, I would wake up the entire house with my screaming. 

I swallowed two of them and put on my pajamas, then climbed into bed to wait for the effects to take place. 

I hadnt told anyone about my past or why I was put in foster care. Logans mom had asked when we were first getting to know eachother, but I simply shook my head and didnt talk for the rest of her visit. I'm sure she found out from my files, but I'm pretty sure she doesnt know all the details, or about the nightmares I suffer from. 

My eyes started to droop slightly, but the pills werent taking over just yet. I closed my eyes and let my mind wander for a bit before I finally fell into a dreamless sleep. 

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"Deviiiiiin." A voice called to me, trying to wake me up. I groaned and rolled over, stuffing my face into the pillow, trying to shut the annoyingly cheery voice out of my head and ears. "C'mon, we gotta get up and go to school. And you still need to get ready." I now recognized the voice of Logan, but I still didnt want to get up. 

Then he started to shake me and wouldnt stop until I opened my eyes and got out of bed. 

When I finally sat up, he smiled, satisfied, and left for me to get ready. 

I gathered some clothes from my backpack and walked down the hallway and into the bathroom. 

I slipped out of the clothes I was wearing and turned on the shower. While waiting for the water to heat up, I looked at myself in the mirror.