Regine Iman Thomas
Sleep had managed overcome my body after Joey and I spent hours talking about random things that were on our minds. But after a short while of slumber, I was awakened by movement.
It was Joey. He was most definitely having a nightmare. He was tossing and turning and mumbling. I watched him, too afraid to actually touch him or anything. It would probably startle him even more.
After a while, he shot up and put his head in his hands. I sat up as well.
"Joey ... You okay?" I asked him. I heard him sniffle...was he crying? Another sniffle came from him but before I could question it, he hopped up and quickly walked to the bathroom.
I stared at the television while waiting for him to come out. I wanted him to talk to me. He needed someone to talk to about the dreams that are always bothering him.
When he came out, he laid back down on his stomach with his arms under his head. His face was turned away from me. I knew he did it on purpose. He probably didnt want to be bothered.
I climbed on top of him sat on his butt. I started to rub his back hoping it would help soothe him. I honestly hated seeing him like this. It hadnt happened in a while so I was wondering what triggered it.
My hands roamed his back and crossed over the scar he had. I still wondered where he had gotten it. I ran my finger across it gently just because.
"I got it the day they died" Joey muttered lowly. I
was shocked that he was telling me something.
"What happened?" I asked curiously.
It was silent for a while as I continued gliding my hands across his back. "He stabbed me. I was trynna help my mom. I told my brother to leave the room and I was trynna help her but he stabbed me. I couldnt move. I could barely breathe. I felt numb. I just laid there bleeding out. I literally watched him stab her to death Regine. I seen it. Every second of it. And I couldnt even fucking help" he said painfully. His voice cracked and I could tell he was either tearing up or crying by now.
I couldnt believe he had witnessed that. I wanted to cry with him. No wonder he never wanted to talk about it. No wonder he was having nightmares.
I leaned down so that I was laid on top of him and kissed his temple.
"My brother, was hard headed as fuck and tried to fight the man. He ended up strangling him to death" he paused. "I lost them both in one day and the shit is all my fault. I should have never left them there with that nigga man. I shoulda been there for them. I shoulda died too that day."
"Dont say that. That is in no way your fault. When you get older, its normal to move out and go explore the world on your own. You did something any young adult would. Its not your fault any of that happened. You didnt know how he really was. He obviously was really good at hiding his true self. And don't you ever say you should have died. You are still here for a reason. God makes no mistakes."
He flipped over onto his back under me and looked me in the eyes for the first time.
"I hate you Reggie you know that?" he asked. I felt my heart stop. He...hated me?
"May I ask why?"
"Cause you make shit feel surreal."
"How?" I asked confused.
"I just get a weird ass feeling when i'm around you. But I like it, alot. So I guess I dont hate you. I hate what you do to me" he explained.
"What do I do to you?"
"You got a question lined up for everything I say huh?"
"Not really. Just what i'm unsure of."
"Well you gone stay unsure. I'm not explaining myself to you" he chuckled.
I frowned. He was such a flip flopper. One second he was hot. One second he was cold.
"Was your dream about what happened?" I asked him curiously.
He stared at me for a minute before answering. "Its usually about it. I usually just see what happened but this time it was different."
"What made it different?"
"Instead of my moms, it was you" he said blankly.
I shivered. Thats weird.
"I feel like.... I shoulda been there to save you from that shit Reggie. Just like I shoulda helped my moms" he let out a deep sigh and ran his hand down his face.
I didnt know what to say to that.
"What happened to me, was a result of my own decision. I chose to go to the party knowing I didnt know who anyone was or anything."
"You aint decide to get raped though Reggie."
"But it happened. And its over now. And I dont like dwelling on it" I mumbled while tracing over his six pack.
"I just wish I could go back in time and save all the people I care about from all the bullshit they endured."
"So do I. But we cant. We just gotta try to do our best in the present and for the future."
He nodded. "I feel you. Thank you for listening to me. I aint never share that so it was hard for me. It made me feel a lil lighter though" he said as his hand slid up my thigh and landed on my hip.
"I'm always here to listen if nothing else. I suck at advice and stuff but my ears are always open" I let him know. He chortled.
I continued tracing and I could feel him watching me. "What?" I mumbled and looked up to meet his eyes.
He chuckled. "Nothing."
I went back and forth with myself in my head wondering if I should bring the topic I wanted to up again. I decided to go for it.
"Joey.."
"Yeah baby?"
"I know you said you didnt want a girl and all ...do you think you ever will?" I asked him nervously. Lately all I could think about were the things he does and how much I really wanted to be with him.
"Why? You feelin' impatient?" he smirked playfully.
"Honestly? Yes" I said truthfully. His face fell from the smirk and he nodded. He lifted up and held me by my hips, placing a few short sweet kisses on my lips.
He sat his forehead against mine making sure to look me in the eyes. I hated when he did that because I knew he was reading me. It felt like he was staring into my soul. It gave me the weirdest case of butterflies.
He grinned and kissed my jawbone. "I'm ya man now Reggie."
A smile broke out on my face. I tried to stop myself from blushing. It was pretty dark in here. He wouldnt see anyway.
I wanted to speak but I couldnt do anything but giggle like a little girl. Joey pulled me into a deep kiss. Our tongues moved together in sync for a while. I felt his hands grip at my thighs and in reaction I could feel the heat rising in between my legs. I had never felt this way with a guy before.
After a while he pulled away and laid back. He pulled me down to lay on top of him and kissed my forehead.
"Goodnight Reggie."
"Goodnight."
All I could do was smile as I drifted off to sleep.
A/N: as yall can see...i have a very interesting taste in guys when it comes to fan fics...and travis scott is starting to catch my eye...and i kinda wanna do a ff with him 😂
