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A night has never been so frightening as the one Aryan just had. Being sick was one thing but watching someone close to his heart drift in and out of consciousness all through the night was torture he did not wish on his worst enemy. His private doctor had to come in the heat of the night and thankfully Reece was doing much better. Aryan carefully takes his hands away from him and climbs off the bed. It was morning and the sun was already up, he didn't have class but he had to make sure Reece had something to wake up to before he began with the handful of medication provided by the doctor. Reece’s eyes shot open, his brain trying to get back memories as his body went into a shock of pain. He whined holding hard to his head which ached so much. His body felt weak and his eyes blurred a little before adjusting to the lightening of the room, which was the guilty sunlight paving its way from the little cracks of the blinds. Seeing him all dressed up in warm clothes and carefully tucke
It's been two days and Reece has not come around, not much to Aryan surprise. "I will be gone longer... DO NOT OPEN THE DOOR TO ANYONE" Aryan warned sternly. He has been handling everything, picking up notes for Reece and making sure no one gets to know his whereabouts, most importantly Frida Amnell and Clarkson Runs who have been combing the entire campus in search of news of their friend. "I won't be opening the door to anyone, don't treat me like some kid" Reece snaps pulling his duvet over his body. He was tired of staying home, but Shelly warned him against returning, at least not when Mark roamed around like a leeching plague. "I will be back soon," Aryan announced walking out of the room. Reece did not see reasons why he had to inform him of his daily activities. They were nothing to each other and he intended to keep it that way. Reece quickly stands up when he hears Aryan's car drive off the building. He had been more than eager to have a tour of the penthouse and now t
The door suddenly burst open and there stood another Aryan. "Aryan" Reece called out trying hard to make sure he was not just hallucinating. "Get off him" Aryan roared, rushing over to the stranger and tossing him away from Reece. He quickly takes the frightened boy into his arms, consoling him as he brushes his hair tenderly to the back. "It's okay...I'm here, no one will hurt you" he whispers, staring daggers at the man before him, a replica of himself. "You should go, Arnold...I don't want trouble" Aryan carefully placed Reece on the bed staring daggers at his brother. "What more do you want, Arnold? I have stayed away, I have given in to every demand of yours. I have been the big brother who has loved you and done everything to make sure you deserve nothing but the best and this is how you rob it to my face?" Arnold stands up cleaning the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Help me?" he spat bitterly. "You did nothing for me, I was the one they should have chosen and not yo
Reece clutched on his trousers not willing to depart with the only few clothes left on him. This ought to be a cool night outing and here he was struggling to keep another off him. The stranger leaned forward for a kiss but Reece turned away making his cold lips land on his soft rosy cheeks. The mysterious stranger could not tell if the boy was blushing from the alcohol effect or the drugs in his system, but either, he was happy to see those soft cheeks stare at him fright visible in his pleading eyes. He smirked, slapping the boy right across the face, the pain sent Reece into a frenzy mood, his legs giving way letting him fall to the cold floor hard and painful. He wanted to say stop, he wanted nothing but to scream that one word in his face as many times as he could but his words wouldn't come out and his mind was nothing less than a jaguar puzzle. His vision spins as the stranger drags him from his hair forcing him back on his feet. Reece felt a heart-wrenching pain strike acr
Reece carelessly moved on the bed, his eyes open to the unfamiliar environment. He could not help but try to register the happenings of the previous day when bit by bit the memories came flooding his vision. His whole body instantly went into another wave of pain, he glanced over his hands and every bit of his pale white skin carried marks he wanted to hide so badly. Turning his head trying to recall more of the unfamiliar environment, he notices the back of the tall figure by the balcony casually sipping through a cup of coffee. Reece did not want to see him, his memory of the night before was blurry and difficult to make out details. The pain was real but aside from the pain, there was nothing else he wanted to recall of that terrible night. He did not wish to see the perpetrators of his pain hence choosing to leave without his knowledge was the best outcome for both of them. He was certain to never visit the club again and that should be the end of them. But executing had more
Everything passed like a blur Reece held onto his chest trying hard to ease the congestion he was feeling from within, he tried feeling his hands but they did not move, the ground beneath his feet began shifting at a rapid rate, and he breaths heavily second trying to gather himself and his thoughts but like a submarine, he was not in control, he is moved to whatever direction the walls closing in on him and everything turned pitch black. The students shouted but Aryan was quick to catch the fragile boy before his beautiful self hit the ground. He tucked his hand beneath his legs and carried him bridal style. “Class of today is adjourned and notes shall be passed so you study” The students all cheered but some had worried looks on their faces. Reece Mcrocal was not a very common name if it did not come to top students. He aced all his classes and had received the valent Victorian almost every other year. He was a complete teacher's pet and an introvert. His classmates walked out c
Reece did not know how long he had been out but staring at the white walls surrounding him was enough to know where he was. “Hey, I see you're up” a nurse walks in, pushing a cart filled with tablets and injections. Reece shifts uncomfortably on the bed, he has always been scared of injections, he tries sitting up but is abruptly forced back to the bed. His heart spiked up rapidly seeing the deadly cold gaze of the man above him. Reece did not know when he walked in, or if he had been in the room to begin with. He had not taken the leisure to glance around. “It's done,” the nurse soon announced, placing the empty injection back on the cart. “These are some drugs you are to take and directions are written on the back” Before the nurse could hand out the plastic full of tablets to Reece, the hands above him had grabbed them. Reece gulf down a huge lump not knowing what else to do. This was not the scene he had been hoping to wake up to. “We leave in a few minutes ' Aryan Turker an
Walking into the house he had just left barely hours ago cursing and vowing never to return felt like a joke. Reece was not in the mood to talk or have small talk with the man before him, he was quick to head for the bedroom not giving Ayan time to say a word. He stripped off his clothes heading for the bathroom, he was still in so much pain, and having a proper bath did not come easily. Reece walks out of the bathroom, steam still coming off his body, he looks over to the bed where he had left his dirty clothes and none was there. He carefully looked around the room and still, there was no sign of them, he did not want to go about searching Ayan’s closet, but staying in a towel was not the best idea either. “Reece… Reece, wake up” Ayan gently taps Reece's shoulders waking the cute baby from his little slumber. Reece stirred in his sleep, throwing his legs apart. “Hey, you're naked!!! wear something” Ayan urges him, holding the fragile boy up. “Can't I sleep like this?” he whin