Hurt [BoyxBoy]

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

(James)

I ran.

"I'll get you, you sin!" Max shouted.

No, not again!

I tried to beat him, but he grabbed a hold of my wrist.

"Die!" He screamed and spitted into my face.

"Stop" I mumbled. "Stop!"

Then he threw me on the floor.

I was about to fall again.

Stop! Stop!

"James, shhhhhhh..."

What?!

I sat up.

"James, shhhh..."

I looked at Danny.

"Hey, you had a nightmare again..."

"Danny..."

"I'm here, James..."

"I need to throw up..."

He lifted me up and let me down in front of the toilet.

It just felt so good letting it all out. He laid his hand softly on my back an stocked it.

"Better?"

"Hmmm...."

He handed me a towel.

"Do you wanna shower?"

"Yes..."

He helped me up.

"Shall I help you?"

I nodded and let him take off my clothes. Then he quickly took off his own and helped me into the shower.

I let the hot water ran over my body.

"Did you dream it again?"

"Yes..."

He wrapped his arms from behind around me. We stayed quietly for a few minutes.

"Come on, let's get out here."

He turned off the water and took a towel, wrapped it around his waist, then he took another one and wrapped it around me.

"Do you feel any better?" he asked.

"Not really..."

"Hey,... Do you wanna watch a movie or something?"

"A movie? In the middle of the night?"

"Why not?"

He lifted me up and laid me down on the bed. Damn, I felt like a little baby. And that was embarrassing.

"Why not?"

"And your parents?"

"We could watch a movie without noises?"

"Such as Mickey Mouse?"

"That's the point."

"Let's watch this."

He walked towards his TV. I grabbed my boxers and put them on, then did the same with my shirt.

"Okay, ready" he smiled, put himself the same on, then crawled behind me and pulled me between his legs.

Okay, that was amazing.

I leant my head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

"James?" he mumbled.

"Hmm?"

"Why did you lie on the floor?"

"I always do that..."

"Why?"

"I'm not worth of anything better."

He sighed.

"Don't say that..."

"It's just true."

"No, it's not. I know you're suffering, but you're worthy of life."

"I'm not. I'm not even suffering."

"No?"

"I'm depressive."

"James."

He quickly turned off the TV and hugged me as tightly as he even could.

"Stop saying this, baby."

"It's just the truth."

"No, it's not. You don't even know how much you mean to me. You're so damn beautiful, I'm just glad I could meet you."

"I turned you into a gay, into someone who's hated like the pest."

"Stop, stop, stop" he said desperately.

I pushed him on his back and laid myself on top if him.

"Danny, stop being sad for me."

"How can I?"

"Shit, this is complicated."

"Let's talk about this tomorrow, okay? We both need some rest."

"I don't wanna go to school."

"It's the reason for your nightmares, isn't it?"

"He is, yes..."

"We'll manage this tomorrow... Now sleep."

"Danny, thank you.."

"Hey" he wrapped his arms around my back "I love you."

I fell asleep on top of him, having a dreamless night.