obsession

OBSESSION PART 2

I failed to convince Henry to get out of bed. We just kind of stayed in bed all day until I heard the front door slam shut.

"Fuck… my parents are home" I say nudging Henry. 

"What do you want me to do?" 

"Get dressed you idiot"

"Fine…" he pouts. 

He stands up and stretches. He turns and looks at me.

"What is it puppy?" I ask putting my clothes back on. 

"I need a shirt you dumb fuck."

"Just take one from the pile" he grabs a shirt "come on" I lead him downstairs so my parents can talk to him. It turns out they don't want to even talk to me. 

"Hey mom, can Henry stay for dinner?" 

"Hm? Oh yeah sure…" she dully responds.

"Ya know kiddo there are blankets in the hall closet if you need them." My dad says as he looks Henry up and down. He turns and starts walking over to Henry. "Did your old man finally have enough of you? Is that why you're here? Or is there a different reason?" He glances over at me. 

I grab Henry by the arm. "Lets just go back upstairs" I whisper to him. 

"Pat… you okay? You seem kinda angry."

"no shit Sherlock of course I'm angry. Why did he look at me like that?" 

"Do you want cuddles? Will that help?" He asks. 

I nod not saying anything. He shuts the door and hugs me almost immediately. 

"You okay buddy?" 

"Mhm" I softly kiss him on the forehead. 

"I want you to stay safe pat and if that mean getting out of here then I'll help you" 

I try to think of something to say. I've got nothing. 

"Hey puppy I think dinner is gonna be ready soon." 

He pouts "Hmph." 

"What don't you want dinner?"

"I mean yeah" he sighs and stands up. 

We sit at the table and eat in silence. A couple of times Henry's leg bumps into mine. I finish my food as quickly as possible. 

"I'm gonna be in my room. You know where to find me Henry" I head to my room and flop on my bed. 

"Hey pat." He smiles softly as he enters the room "your parents don't shut up. God I thought I was gonna die back there. They kept asking about your neck."

"What's wrong with my neck?" I ask 

"I um I bit you" he mutters 

"Oh god they aren't going to let this go." I mutter. 

"Oh god they aren't going to let this go." I mutter. 

He laughs "oh you poor soul." 

"Shut up this is your fault!" I pout.

"No it's not. You didn't stop me. It's your fault." He smirks.

I hug him. "I love you. You idiot."