| Chapter 9 |
| JC looked down tears falling down his cheeks, "I dreamt you raped me." Lance sat down next to JC and wrapped his arms gently around his quivering body, "It was just a dream baby, just a dream." JC leaned into Lance's strong arms, "It seemed so real." Lance ran his fingers soothingly through JC's curls, "I know. You ever heard the saying there's a thin line between fantasy and reality?" JC half-laughed half-sobbed, "I thought it was between love and hate?" Lance smiled and hugged him tighter, "Yeah well, I'm so sorry you dreamt we hurt you, it was just your attack it brought back all the feelings and memories of that night." "I was so scared." JC whispered burying his face in Lance's chest. Lance brushed his lips against JC's temple, "I know. Josh I, I think you should get help." JC looked up at Lance his brow furrowed, "What do you mean 'help'?" Lance tenderly stroked JC's cheek, "I mean see a therapist," JC turned his face away so Lance wouldn't see the pain in his eyes. "Why?" JC whispered. "Because you have never forgotten about that night Josh! It still haunts you," Lance gently turned JC's face towards his, "I know it does. You don't think I hear your screams in the middle of the night as you wake up from a nightmare about what that bastard did to you!" JC tried to blink back the torrent of tears that threatened to burst from deep inside him at the mention of that night, "Lance..." "I hear your screams Josh," Lance whispered, "Do you know I have to forcefully stop myself from running to your room and taking you in my arms and never letting you go? I never want you to hurt Josh, why do you think I always slept with you after it happened until we could finally get away from HIM. JC I love you." Justin, Chris and Joey glanced worryingly at Eminem as Lance revealed the depths of his feelings for JC. Eminem emmediately felt jealousy run through him but he quelled it knowing Lance was trying to help JC. "I didn't know." JC whispered. "How could you? All I wanted to do was help you that my own feelings were the least important thing on my mind." JC looked up at Lance, "You know I love you right? Not the same way but I still do." Lance smiled, "I know you do. And I always will, no matter what." JC looked up at Lance and for the first time JC saw the love sparkling in his eyes, "If I had never met Marshall and you had told me...how you felt, I would be with you right now, you know that right?" A tear slid down Lance's cheek, "I do know." JC gently wiped the tear away smiling at how Lance nuzzled his hand, "Lance I'll go see one." "You will?" JC nodded, "Yeah. I am so tired of having these nightmares about what he did and what others tried to do, I need to get my life back." "Mind your best friend coming with you?" JC cocked his head confused, "Why?" Lance smiled JC looked just like a lost puppy, "I have never gotten over finding you that night and I think it would help if I went too, plus y'know moral support." JC kissed Lance's cheek, "Okay." He looked up at Eminem, "Do you forgive me?" Eminem looked at JC for a moment before answering, "No." JC's eyes filled with tears and Eminem smiled, "There's nothing to forgive." JC glared at him, "Ass!" Eminem chuckled, "Would you want me any other way?" "No!" JC replied laughing his eyes sparkling, it hurt Lance to see but he pushed it down glad JC is happy. "Well it is getting late we should go back to bed." Justin announced. "Yeah, night Jayce." Chris said as he left. "See you in the morning." Joey said before he left. Justin leant down and kissed JC on the forehead, "Night, no more bad dreams." "Night Just." JC said as Justin left for his room. Lance gave JC one last hug breathing in his scent and kissing his tenderly on the cheek, "Sleep tight Joshy." JC giggled, "Sleep tight James." Lance smiled and walked to his room. "You ready to sleep?" Eminme asked. "Yeah." JC said and got into bed snuggling up to Eminem as he got in beside him. "I love you." Eminem whispered. JC smiled and kissed Eminem, "I love you too." And he fell asleep, no more dreams plagued him he was perfectly content in Eminem's arms, and most importantly he felt safe. |