Week 6 Tuesday.
Lincoln was still suffering from his nightmares, of course it had only been a few days since he had addressed it.
He still hadn't told his sisters but talking with Shinji had been helpful. He had even formed some ideas and had soon found that those ideas were true.
Whenever his sisters shared a bed with him, he was not visited by the being.
Friday Lynn had spent the night with him.
He stayed home Saturday, cleaned then made dinner.
Saturday night he was alone.
He did wake up at two in the morning on Sunday, and luckily Sol intercepted him before he could wander off.
She and her sisters took him along as they went for a run around the town. A run being a one-hundred plus mile per hour drive around the outskirts of Royal Woods. He even got to take a turn where he ended up slamming Harumi's mustang into a barrier pole and smashing the back right passenger door in.
They had encouraged him to take the turn.
Harumi took it in stride and mentioned that shit happens.
He did get a free lesson on body work at a local shop.
They had him home by nine that morning and he was whisked off to work at the restraunt by Leni. He enjoyed the little episode in the back seat where he got a glorious show of Leni looking up at him while she tended to him orally.
The rest of the day he was on cloud nine with Leni and Lori giving him hugs and affectionate kisses every chance they got.
Even Carol Pingrey got in on the act.
Sunday night Luan spent the night with him.
He woke up on Monday to her tickling him. She seemed like she knew something was bothering him, but rather than bring it up, it was like she wanted him to forget it.
He helped with Funny Business, totalling a full day of parties and a few shows at the local clubs. They were able to watch a movie, but it was so bad that nobody minded when he Luan started telling jokes about it or making up their own dialogue.
Monday night he was alone and subjected to very forceful and violent sex by the nightmare girl again. Unlike earlier dreams this time wasn't just vauge details. He remembered every action.
Like when he woke up around three thirty this morning to see a shadowy figure atop him. No detail, but he knew it was the dead girl from his dreams. It also confirmed that there was a physical side to it as well. He remembered cumming, then the shadow disappeared.
He took a long shower, long enough that he was prune skinned for a while.
He psyched himself up in the mirror, made himself presentable and took Lisa and Lily to their friends for prevuously scheduled playdates. He made sure to leave early enough to talk with the two about different things.
Now he lounged in the park with Clyde and Bonnie. The day and lack of sleep had slowly worn on him leaving him a little grumpy.
"Would you two go get a room." Lincoln griped. Their current kiss brought up thoughts of how he had woken up.
"Sorry, Lincoln." Bonny said breaking away from Clyde. Clyde was still a bit dazed, he just made a nearly apologetic noise. "He's a really good kisser!" She added.
"I wouldn't know, but have you seen the Clydesdale?" Lincoln aksed.
"Yes, and he is so handsome with the glasses and his suits." She ran a finger over Clyde's ear. "Even when he wears those vests and cardigan sweaters."
"Not what I meant." Lincoln smirked as Clyde said his name hushed and in warning.
Bonnie caught on though. "That's like, the big horse, right?" She looked to her blushing boyfriend.
"I was worried that it would be all you wanted from me." Clyde hid his face in her shoulder as he admitted this.
"Clyde, I've liked you since you had spent last year at the Summer Comic Festival with me." She stroked his cheek and tilted his chin up so she could look him in the eye. "You came every day to hang out."
"That was you?" He asked in surprised. "I thought I'd lost..." He put his hands on her cheeks and stare into her eyes. "I should have recognized those beatiful eyes and that wonderful voice." He sounded really apologetic. "I never got your name, and you always wore a mask."
"I never got your name either. Then you walked into the icecream parlor." She moved his hands to her waist. "Jordan told me you were a regular. I wanted you to notice me, so, I started exercising and got a job there." She smiled. "It took you long enough to notice."
Lincoln had gotten summer school last year, a few kids in his class actually. There was a mishap with some of the records and it was summer school or be held back.
Clyde told stories and showed him many photos of the event.
Lincoln then remembered the pictures that Clyde had shown to him of a chubby girl in different costumes through the two week long festival. Clyde had either been in them with his arm around her or she was posing for Clyde's camera.
"I was still thinking about my Queen of Hearts. I missed her."
Bonnie teared up. "That is, so very sweet, Clyde! You remembered what I wore when we first met!"
Lincoln watched as they shared another kiss and Lincoln felt better than he had all day. Still, he didn't just want to watch them make out.
He stood and fished a few more bills that Harumi had given him out of his wallet.
"Here, the money I owed you for that collectible. Almost forgot it." He said and Clyde caught the wink. "You two can go celebrate finding eachother again." He scratched his chin. "I think I want a chilidog from the vendor in the park." He walked away before Clyde or Bonnie could protest.
Honestly he wanted to be alone.
It was dark before he knew it. Walking along the lone, overgrown path by himself for a third time.
There were footsteps moving fast.
A sharp pain in his back, or was it two, he fell to the ground as he watched a figure sprinting away. A familiar voice calling back. "Who's the punk now!"
"Fuck you..." The pain finally caught up with him, the groan of anguish interrupting his words.
His legs refused to move so he crawled off the cold, hard concrete and into the grass. The soft grass. He felt tired. "I need a nap." He mumbled. "Just a quick nap and I'll... I'll..."