Warnings; Incest, Yaoi (M/M), OOC (Any character who is OOC is intended to be so), drug usage, much swearing, fluffy moments, angst, hurt/comfort.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Boondocks or any characters involved, I am simply a fan writing FanFiction.
Speech
Thoughts
Dreams or flashbacks
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"You disgusting piece of trash, you make me physically sick you wretched waste of skin! I'm your brother, you incestuous faggot," Huey hissed darkly, shoving Riley away from him as if he were a huge diseased ridden rat. Riley wailed, falling to his knees screaming in sheer heartbroken agony until his throat was raw and bloody. His body was going numb and his mind slipping into a state of awful blankness. He felt as though he were run down by a car and spat on, his entire body trembling. His heart was shredded like lettuce and locked away in a cage, left to rot, never again to see the sweet light again. Riley thought that if he closed his eyes, his just might die then and there.
"P-please Huey don't hate me, don't leave me like dis! I-I… I…" Riley folded his hands around his head and began screaming over and over, "DON'T DO DIS! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" Huey spat at his feet. "Keep away from me, Riley. Don't you ever speak to me again, you hear?" Huey spun on his heel, walking away from Riley at a brisk and purposeful pace. Riley desperately tried to crawl after him but could not find the strength to do so, opting to scream, "NOOO! NO NO NO! COME BACK! PLEASE!" Huey continued walking, disappearing from Riley's blurred sight.
Huey walked away into the light, leaving Riley alone in a newer, darker, colder, crueler world.
Riley jolted upright in his bed, a silent scream of terror refusing to vocalize itself tearing through his throat. He let out a loud, choked sob. Tears were falling in rivers down his smooth face, his entire body began convulsing wildly with pent up emotion. He finally gave in and the small teen cried into his pillow. What's wrong wit me? Why do I have ta feel like dis… "FUCK," he yelled into his pillow, unknowingly and uncontrollably letting out a string of loud, pained sobs. He couldn't help it, the dream he just had scared him half to death and almost nearly made him piss himself. Riley loved his brother so much, much more than a brutha should love a brutha, and the past couple weeks he had been plagued with these nightmares, each one more or less ending up the same, with him being abandoned and left alone because he was a fag, and according to this new nightmare incestuous too. The scary thing was that this current nightmare was more… graphic than the others. Normally, Huey would just glare at him or say nothing, his face devoid of emotion. Never in any of these nightmares had Huey spat the hateful things he had said… It made Riley want to vomit.
The poor little wannabe gangster never planned on telling Huey how he felt, and lately it has been becoming increasingly hard to keep his feelings to himself. He noticed that the more he thought about Huey and the knowledge that he will never reveal his feelings to his older brother out of fear of rejection, the more he hurt. He felt like somebody had him on an operating table doing open heart surgery and just relentlessly punched his heart. The 16 year old, still sobbing, dashed out of bed and into the hallway. Throwing open the bathroom door he slammed it shut again, bending over the toilet and retching into the toilet bowl. The bile made his nose and eyes burn, causing him to continue sobbing even more as he continued to throw up. This whole thing was beginning to wear down on him, and he didn't know if he could take anymore of it. Maybe if he told Huey how he felt, even if he was rejected, he would feel better… he wouldn't have to wonder everyday of his life whether his feelings would be returned or not…
He spat several times into the toilet before flushing it. He sat on the floor for a good 10 minutes, collecting himself and calming down. He washed his hands and brushed his teeth, sniffling the last bit of his hysteria back into his heart, where the cage locked itself back up. Click.
Riley tried to take a deep, calming breath; his breathing still slightly hitched, and opened the door very quietly. Hope I din' wake up Gran…dad… Huey stood in the doorway, panting as if he had been in a panic. Genuine concern shone brightly in his eyes. Huey bent down slightly so they were eye level. Huey's strong, firm yet gentle hands found their way to Riley's shoulders. "Riley, are you alright? Don't lie to me either, cos' if you do I will know," Huey continued to stare at Riley, the latter breathing deep and closing his eyes so he didn't have to look at that beautiful face any longer and do something he might later regret. "Huey… I had a nightmare, nuttin' new," he tried to play it off as a small deal, But Huey could see the fresh tear stains trailing down his cheeks, smell the vomit seeping out of the bathroom and see how puffy and red his brother's eyes were. Huey shook his head, grabbing Riley by his arm softly and tugging him down the hallway towards their room. Huey ushered his younger brother into the room and shut the door gently. He pulled Riley towards his bed. "Sleep with me tonight, you never have nightmares when we share a bed," He insisted. What da fucks gotten inta him… Riley pondered. He was slightly uncomfortable only because Huey was being so nice and understanding about it. It's what he wanted, but still…
"Riley, what was your nightmare about?" Huey sat down on his bed while Riley continued standing, feeling suddenly very itchy and uncomfortable in his skin. Riley knew he couldn't lie to his brother, so he opted to tell him the half-truth. "Scary shit, that's all. Scoot yo ass over, nigga," He said weakly. Huey's eyes hardened sternly, as if to say 'Tell me, NOW', But he said nothing, only rolling over to his side, facing his back to Riley. Riley slid in next to his older brother, facing the opposite direction. Riley began to feel comfortable and slightly happy that his 18 year old brother who barely pays attention to him these days letting him share his bed. The gangster fell asleep with a bright smile cutting through the tear tracks on his face.
