Trigger warnings: S//A and R word aftermath and some SH
I wanted to remind you all, this story is not meant to be happy go lucky. It will absolutely NOT have a happy ending. Just letting you know.
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Sunny immediately hopped in the shower when he got home.
His whole body ached like hell, especially his stomach.
He felt like he could either throw up or pass out at any second.
He locked the door behind him, both to the house and the bathroom, and before he could even catch himself, he projectile vomited into the toilet.
He regurgitated, and when he was done, he felt even more nauseous and uncomfortable.
It felt like hands were all over him.
Especially around his neck.
He couldn't breathe properly, basically gasping for air and reaching for it every breath.
He shook up to his feet, holding the wall for support while he hacks his brain out onto his hand.
*COUGH COUGH COUGH*
He looks back at the toilet, and his hand, to see indescribable white, thick liquid flowing down.
"!!!" He inhales, feel his whole body shiver.
Sunny had to get off the feeling.
GET IT OFF
GET IT OFF
𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐅𝐅
He limped over to the shower, and turned it on full, max temperature.
He needed to feel the burn of his skin, so just maybe, it'd negate the sickening feeling itching at his insides.
He takes off his clothes, feeling disgusting and dirty.
Stepping in, he almost passes out due to being unsteady.
Sunny basks in the heat, sighing deeply.
Is it over?
Even thought the water on the highest temperature burns like all hell, it still feels better than what he went through.
And it definitely helps him forget it.
He tries not to look at his own body, but instead faces ahead, even trying to close his eyes.
But when he does, he sees the image of his childhood friend,
Basil.
...
He sees Basil, on top of him... his moaning... his taste...
"SHUT UP!!!" Sunny covers his ears, falling to his ass.
He curls up into a small ball, feeling the fire shower onto him.
He also could feel thousands of hands on him... and things 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 inside him.
They scratched and itched at his gut and at the back of his head.
"GET IT OFF!!!!!" He wraps his arms around himself, feeling that crawling sensation deep in his insides.
"GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT 𝐎𝐅𝐅!!!!" No matter how many times he repeats this phrase, the feeling persisted.
His small sob turned into a bawl, which became a wail after some time.
He didn't know what was going on.
Why did he feel like this?
Why did Basil do that to him?
Maybe outta rage? That he hasn't seen him in all these years??
Sunny, clueless and horrified, continued to cry on the bath floor.
They just couldn't get outta him.
They just couldn't get 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦.
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A/n: im okay... i think.
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