My Boys

Chapter 16

~*~Acre's POV~*~

WHAT IS THAT FUCKING NOISE!

"He's still sleeping, Joey's been in the bathroom puking all morning though."

SOMEONE NEEDS TO TURN THAT OFF!

"I think he's doing ok. He hasn't tried to smack me yet." Atticus laughed from outside our room. That fucking whirring noise was going to make me kill someone. "I know, I'll bring him up for you."

TURN IT OFF!

The door opened and I was greeted by my way too chipper boyfriend, smiling at me and walking over.

"Good morning, Baby." He leaned down to kiss me, sighing when I moved away. "What's wrong?"

"Turn that fucking noise off before I shove whatever is making that noise up your fucking ass!"

"It's just the dryer, I'll go turn it off." He kissed my head before walking out, the noise stopping before he entered again. "Can I come kiss you now?"

I DON'T WANT A FUCKING KISS!

"No."

TO MUCH NOISE! TO MUCH LIGHT! THIS FUCKING BLANKET IS HOT!

"Get this blanket off of me!" I shouted, kicking it away. "Where's Joey? I want to see him. Why isn't he in bed?"

"He isn't feeling well, Baby. He's just in the bathroom."

"I want him now." I wanted Joey and Atticus to both be here with me.

"I get that, but he's having a hard day."

"Then he can have a hard day in my arms!" My eyes hurt. They felt wetter and they burned. I want him here.

"Deep breaths, Acre. He'll come back when he's ready."

"I want him here now!" My eyes were watering now. I want them.

"Don't cry, Baby, it's ok." Atticus slowly moved over to me, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my head. "Should we go upstairs for breakfast? You need to have your pills."

"Not without Joey!"

"Not without Joey, I'll go get him so he can take his."

I'm hungry.

"I want food." I said, my stomach confirming it for me when it rumbled.

"Wait here." Atticus kissed my head before walking into the bathroom, coming out with a scared Joey.

I don't want him scared.

"Come on, you two. Mama made us pancakes."

"I love pancakes." Joey's voice was so hoarse.

I don't want him hurting. My fault. It's my fault. I made him sad at that party and he got hurt. IT'S MY FUCKING FAULT!

My brain hurt. My eyes hurt. My stomach hurt. It wouldn't stop.

"Acre! Don't hit your head like that!"

"Stop! Stop! It's my fault!" I shouted at him.

"It's not your fault, Baby, calm down-"

"I made him hurt! I let Brooks say mean things and-and I let Joey be alone! I'm just as bad as Fredrick!"

~*~Atticus's POV~*~

"...I'm just as bad as Fredrick!"

It pained me to see Acre like this. I knew it was technically a good thing because it meant his pills were working as he got used to them, but it still killed me to see him in so much pain.