His Fortress (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Six

I trailed behind my sister on our way home from school. I didn't want to see my dad, I already knew I would have my usual welcome home gift, a good old slap to the face. But, today something felt weird, like it was going to be worse. Nicky turned around and faced me. "Come on!" She cheered, "it's our birthday, maybe Daddy will be nicer to you!" I could feel my face light up. Maybe he would be! We began to run home, except the run felt longer than usual, like it was never going to end. But, after what felt like miles, we ended up at our door step. My stomach churned at the sight of a figure beneath the window curtains. "Lets go." Nicky said, extending a hand out to me. I nodded and took her offer. We cautiously walked inside. Our father greeted us, hugging my sister, then turning to me. I took a step back, but he came over to me anyway, wrapping me in a hug. I froze, scared to death. "Danny watch out!" My sister blood curtailing cries alarmed me. Only, not as much as the piercing pain igniting in my shoulder. The room started to turn a blood red and swiveled as if it were only an illusion. My sisters screams died down and everything just went black.

I flung up and cupped my hand over my mouth to muffle my screams. Tears were already cascading down my cheeks rapidly. My body was shaking uncountably, and from past episodes, I could tell I was having a panic attack. I was breathing in short tight breaths. Help, I needed help. I tried to breath, but my lungs constricted, not allowing any air to go in or out. My crying wasn't making it any better either.

Weak.

"No, no I'm not!" I cried as my fathers voice played within my head.

Weak.

"Stop... Stop it!" I whispered.

Weak, you're weak.

"No, stop it, it-it's only because you hit me..."

"Who hit you?"

I jumped at the sound of a voice. My head whipped to the sound. Gage was standing over me, staring down at my tear stained face. Quickly I looked away, praying he didn't see me.

"Danny?" Gage said, moving so that he could see my face.

I turned my head once again so he couldn't see.

"Why are you in here?" I growled, attempting to hid the gasping tears.

"Why are you crying?"

"I'm not!" I hissed.

"You are too!" Gage yelled jumping on my lap and grabbing my arms so I would look at him.

I struggled to get free but it was all in vain. So instead I shook my head, shaking it violently so my hair would topple over my eyes. I felt a warm hand sweep over my face, moving the hair from my eyes. I slammed my eyes shut so I didn't have to look at him. Instead of him trying to pry my eyes open, he simply whipped the tears under them.

"Danny?

"What?" I snapped.

"Why are you crying."

My eye's flung open along with my body. I was inches away from his face, being held up by my elbows.

"Why do you care? Why? I don't know you! So why do you care? Stop- prying-" I was cut off by my tears.

Why was I crying?

"It was so vivid." I sobbed. "Ever thing felt so real... He won't leave me alone, never. He haunts me for god sakes. He'll never leave! Never." My voice was caught, I couldn't talk anymore.

Gage wrapped me into a hug. I don't know why I hugged him back. I didn't want to. But, I did. And I cried. My father would have killed me by now if he saw me crying into another man. But right now I needed to be comforted. He made a slight 'sh'ing noise as he rocked me back and fourth. He was rubbing my back and I latched onto his shirt, staining it with the salt water that ringed from my eyes.