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 announced walking over to the balcony. Reece wanted to make a run for it but his body was in so much pain. He glanced over to his ringing phone by the table. He carefully stretched out, taking the phone in hand.
“What do I tell them?” he questioned himself but before he could answer the man from the balcony was back and staring down at him.
“Aren't you going to pick?” he questioned but Reece was at a loss of words. He reluctantly swipes the green button.
“Hey, Frida... Sorry, I..” “Where is he? Where did that devil take you?” Frida demanded not waiting for Reece to finish his words.
“What devil are you talking about?” Reece asked impatiently. The last he wanted was for his friends to get wind of what transpired between Aryan and him.
“Where is Aryan Turker? Where did that bastard take you, Reece, has he done anything to you? You should not be with him” Reece turned to the man standing before him with his hands in both pockets.
Aryan Tucker was a new name to him, but he did not think the same situation applies to his friends. While he was introverted, Frida and Clark were not.
“He.. he left me at the hospital and I don’t where he is” Reece lied through his teeth. “That's good” he could feel the relief from the other end.
“Is something wrong Frida?” Reece asked but Frida just denied.
“Why did you faint? Which hospital are you in? We are coming over” she announced.
“No need to come over. It was just from the effect of yesterday. I am already on my way home, see you at school” Reece dropped the call before more words could be said from the other end.
The man his friends desperately wanted him to stay away from was standing right before him, he did not know if he should laugh or cry at his misfortune.
“Who are you?” was the only line he could come up with. So much was going through his head, but no matter what he wanted to ask, Reece wanted nothing more than to know the man before him.
“Aryan Turker” Aryan replies nonchalantly with a dangerous smirk. Reece did ot like his smile, it not only gave him the creeps but somehow it was drawing his mind back to the happenings of the previous night.
“I want to go home,” Reece said out loud, turning away from Aryan. History was one class he could skip, no.. he loved history but now he hated its teacher.
“I am taking you home” Aryan replies carefully, taking him into his arms like he weighs nothing. Reece was not comfortable, but tossing and turning was not a better option. His experience of the previous night was enough to know the man was one of action rather than words.
Reece held on to his neck, tucking his head deep into his chest wishing the stars from the hallway would go away.
Once they were in the parking lot, Reece lifted his head as Aryan helped him into the car, buckling his seat belt before walking over to the driver's seat.
“Do you want to pick up a few things?” Aryan asked, taking Reece aback. They were heading to his home, he did not have reason to pick a few things when he wanted nothing but to be as far away from this man as possible.
“No '' Reece bluntly replies, staring out the window.
“Then we should go shopping, I barely got you what you needed for today, I've got nothing more of your size at home” Reece turned to Aryan his eyes threatening to pop out just staring at the man before him.
“You don't need to buy anything… I am not going with you. I have a home and a family who wants me home” Reece yelled angrily, tears threatening to fall. “Are you sure they do?” Aryan asks back.
“Yes… Shelly wants me home” Reece replied calmly. Aryan did not say more. Reece returns his eyes to the road watching everyone go about what they want except him.
Reece did not want to cry before Aryan, the wind blowing through his face was making it hard to mask his pain.
Indeed he wasn't sure if they wanted him home, yes he had not been lying when he said Shelly wanted him but he wasn't sure his elder brother and his parents wanted him home. Reece carefully took out his phone and yet again there was only a message from Shelly.
“Don't come home, Mark Logan is staying the night” Reece's body suddenly trembles, his phone falling to his legs.
He had barely escaped being rapad the last time by his brother's best friend and here he was stranded between an ocean and a desert. Home was not an option and staying with Aryan was a dreaded thought he dared not think of.
“Anything wrong?” Aryan asks, seeing the boy’s hands trembling.
“No… nothing” Reece replies trying to sound as okay as he could but his voice betrayed him.
“You can tell me, Reece, I won't hurt you” Aryan reassures but Reece only scoffs.
“Yeah right... Says the man who bent me over against my will.”
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
Reece walks into class heading straight for the back seat. He was not comfortable taking the first seat for the very first time. Not wanting to listen to the incoming noise from the other students as they wait for the teacher, he lazily pulls up his hoodie, over his head, and lays still on the desk. “Hey,” a voice wakes him from his slumber. “Wow..you look miserable.” Frida pulls out a seat by his side. “How are you doing? You do not look good” she added. Reece was not ready to say a word. So much was happening in his life at the time and worrying his friend was the very last on his mind. “Nothing… just stress from home” he shrugs facing the front. The teacher was running late and so was Clarkson, not like it was an unusual habit of his. Just when the teacher walks in, Clarkson appears at the door requesting entry like a dog on rainy days. “Mr Clarkson, do you have a baby you breastfeed before class?” Mrs Lavenda asked, bringing out her English teacher's book from her bag. “No
Reece felt his blood freeze within seconds, his throat felt dry, and his words caught up within his throat as much as he wanted to scream and cry out loud. Reece was frighteningly pale, and seconds ticked to minutes, his silence was a call for alarm. He rushed out of the cafeteria stumbling on his way out. Frida and Clarkson were quick to their heels chasing after him with a matter of urgency. Reece crashed his back against the locker, sliding down slowly while the words from earlier played in his head like a broken record. “On his 18th birthday,” he kept repeating. He did not know if he should laugh or cry. “It was my 18th birthday too, he raped me… he is a serial rapist” was what he wanted to scream out loud but the words sucked up in his throat so painful to be voiced out. Frida and Clarkson soon caught up with him but he just stared at them blankly. “Take him to the nurse's office,” Frida said out loud, but Reece only managed to shake his head in denial. “Are you okay?” Frida a
This place used to feel homie, a place where he could hide and escape the world with full confidence of his safety guaranteed. Reece could not bring himself to reply to the flirtatious greetings of Mark Logan. “Mark.. please do tell that son of mine to hurry up” his mother’s voice rang through the building. “Come on sweet cheeks, we can't keep everyone waiting” Watching his back disappear towards the direction of the dining, Reece casually slumps to the wall, his hand over his beating heart. Last night had been peaceful, unlike the fears that he had bottled up, he was more than grateful Aryan made no moves on him, he was gentle and had taken the initiative to prepare breakfast before his departure. This was his home but deep down Reece wished he could return to the home of Aryan. For some reason, his mind could not think of a safer place despite his head reminding him of his experience with Aryan. Reece watched his mother and everyone laugh and chat like the family they were. All
Reece whined and turned trying hard to find more warmth. His body readily moves to the closest he can feel as he wraps his hands around it. “This will be the death of me if you should wake up and find us in such a position” Aryan smiles, taking his hands off Reece. The sun was up and he had called for a day off. Aryan sat up staring at the boy in his arms, as the memories of the previous night came flooding into his mind… Aryan had a stressful day, walking off campus made him yearn for nothing but his bed. He was more than tired to eat or doing anything else. Aryan stepped down from his car and walked into his apartment, dragging his tired body along. For some reason, he did not feel as comfortable as yesterday. “I've been waiting,” a voice said from above, making him stop abruptly. He did not like it, his body suddenly stiffened as he tried hard to hide his fear. “You know I hate waiting brother dear” came the voice again. Of Course, Aryan knew he hated waiting the most just as h
“I dare you to say that again… I am not the one who had carnal knowledge of a boy without his consent five years ago” Arnold backed furiously. “Oh really? I didn't know since I do not recall how he tasted, but not to worry, I do know how Reece does” Aryan stands up wiping his hands with the hand towel. “It was nice having dinner with you all but I am sorry I do have class tomorrow hence I should be on my way” he took a few steps towards the living area when he stopped abruptly. “What did you say?” he asked his mother who held her head up tight. “If you walk out that door… you cease to be my son and member of this family” Her words came like freedom to Aryan. As early as the age of four he was thought to see Arnold his twin, as superior. He was thought to stay away and only show up when called upon. He has known all his life to be the shadow of his twin brother and nothing more. “Oh, mother… I would have cried and begged to stay in your good grace if this had been said to me 15 y
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