Tyler sighed as he sat in the middle of the dark abyss of his dream. He knew this was going to happen. Chase wasn't going to be happy with him. Not even in the tiniest bit. He saw Chase's shadow move across the room, his eyes trained on the floor as Chase finally appeared in front of him.
"Now pet, I'm disappointed in you."
Pet…like he was animal. Tyler bit the inside of his cheek to keep from saying something that would get him hit. Watching Chase pace around him like he had done earlier. Cold fear formed in Tyler's stomach as he watched Chase out of the corner of his eyes.
"Aren't you going to ask why?"
Tyler shook his head sharply. He didn't care what he'd done to disappoint Chase. A gasp tearing from his mouth when Chase picked him up by his shirt.
"Because you're still clinging to the fantasy world Caleb is making for you. Do you really think someone like him could love someone as broken as you?" Chase asked, "He's fucked you and now he'll leave you."
Tyler shook his head as he looked at Chase, "No he won't."
"He'll cheat on you and you won't know about it until he decides to break up with you for them. Remember Sarah?"
"No! They broke up on mutu--" Tyler stopped when Chase's arm rose up.
"I'm glad to see you're afraid of me." Chase said, dropping Tyler.
The older boy sighed as he circled Tyler, the brunette tensing when Chase knelt behind him.
"I wonder how long it'd take your friends to notice you having a nightmare if you aren't moving." Chase said.
Tyler looked behind him before yanked his head back by his hair. Tyler let out a whimper as his eyes shut tightly.
"Let's find out."
Tyler shook his head before bringing his elbow back and hitting Chase in the stomach. The boy let go of his hair as Tyler scrambled up and began to run.
He heard Chase get up before the scene changed. It was a factory…a hot factory. One that Tyler recognized.
"Chase, you of all people should know I hate Nightmare on Elm Street." Tyler said as he rushed down the steps.
He heard the boy's chuckle before screaming in frustration. It was a maze when it shouldn't have been. It was his dream!
Tyler turned quickly and saw Chase walking down the stairs calmly. The brunette running down the aisle as he tried to find something to wake himself up with.
Turning left he ran into a dead end. It really was like Nightmare on Elm Street. When Tyler turned Chase was standing in his only exit.
"I know you hate Nightmare on Elm Street." Chase said, "I even have his glove."
Tyler's eyes widened as Chase's hand came up.
"You're joking….you don't want to kill me though." Tyler said, looking at Chase, who appeared in front of him.
"No, but I can still hurt you." Chase said, dragging one claw down the boys face.
Tyler's eyes closed as he moaned in pain. When a second claw made its way down his face, he finally kicked Chase away.
He pushed the boy against the pipes as he ran back down the aisle, going left. He searched the walls before turning right and stopping. Yanking on a loose pole as he snapped it off. Tyler held it carefully before walking down another set of stairs.
"Now where did you go?" Chase's voice asked, as Tyler hid under the stairs.
He heard someone coming down, when Chase's shoulders were even to him, he took a deep breath. He didn't flinch as he sent the pole through the steps and into Chase's shoulder. He heard the boy cry out in pain before Tyler yanked the pole back, he ran around the stairs and hit Chase in the face with it, before running away from the boy.
"That was a mistake Tyler!" He heard Chase scream.
That may be true, but it felt good.
Tyler stopped running as he looked behind himself, going down another aisle, sighing when it was a dead end. Turning to see Chase at the end. He dropped the pole with a grin.
"This is a reenactment Tyler. Freddy didn't get hurt."
"This is a different reenactment Chase, and don't worry I'm still waking up." Tyler said, placing his arm on the hot pipes, screaming as the heat seared his skin.
Shooting up in bed, clutching his arm, going into the arms of someone. Tyler screamed as he pushed the person away, crawling away and falling off the bed.
Tyler looked up to see Caleb, Reid, and Pogue looking at him in fear.
"Baby Boy, your cheeks…" Reid said painfully.
Tyler breathed deeply through his nose as he clutched his arm, Reid coming over and making the boy give him his arm.
"You burned yourself to wake up." Reid assumed as Tyler nodded.
Reid put his hand over the burn seeing it heal through the cracks of his fingers. He lifted his hand and put it to Tyler's cheek trying to heal the wounds. Failing as they didn't fade and heal.
"Y-You guys remember Nightmare on Elm Street?" Tyler asked.
"Yeah…"
"Remember the first movie…with the hot pipes and factory…he changed the fucking scenery to a fucking factory and had Freddy's glove." Tyler said through clenched teeth.
"What?" Caleb asked, "Are you serious?"
"Caleb I have fucking claw marks on my face from my dream!" Tyler yelled, "I can't get much more serious!"
"But why---"
"Before we found out he was an asshole I told him that Freddy was the one---" Tyler looked at Reid, realization dawning on both of their faces.
"That's why he's doing it." Reid said.
"Wait what?" Pogue asked, "I'm confused."
"He's hurting Tyler in his dreams because Freddy is the only horror movie character that actually scares Tyler. Because he can mess with you in your dreams. He can kill and hurt a person that's why he's doing it. Because not only does it get into his head but it fuels the fear that Chase seems to thrive off of when Tyler's scared." Reid said, "Right Ty?"
The brunette nodded his head, "I told him about it three days before everything went down."
"So he's using your fears against you." Pogue said, "The only thing I can think of is fuck."
Tyler laughed, covering his mouth with his hand as he started to laugh.
"Oh God he's hysterical." Caleb said.
"No I'm not…I just remembered I hurt Chase in the dream too." Tyler said, laughing, "I wonder if that will transfer into the real world."
The three boys looked at him in shock.
"What?" Tyler asked, "It's a good question."
"How'd you hurt him?" Reid asked.
"Sent a pole into one of his shoulders and then hit him in the face with it."
Reid grinned as he hugged the younger boy.
"Good job Ty."
Tyler smiled before sighing, "Can we do something else now?"
"Come on, we can watch them play Guitar Hero, and suck at it." Reid said, helping Pogue and Caleb up.
Tyler nodded walking out of the room, leaving the three boys to follow him down the stairs.
When they made it into the living room, Caleb and Pogue walked over to the TV where the plastic guitars were.
Tyler sat on the couch with Reid, who leaned down and produced a first aid kit. Tyler nearly laughed because of how many of them Caleb had in his house.
"What song you want us to play Ty?" Caleb asked.
"Suck my Kiss." Tyler said, as Reid started to clean the claw marks.
"Bright side of this is you can say that Caleb's a kinky little fucker." Reid said, as Tyler laughed.
He quickly hissed when it made Reid poke him.
"Everyone knows it's always the quiet ones that are kinky, sorry Ty." Pogue said, as Reid rolled his eyes.
"Everyone knows Ty can't hurt a fly." Reid said, "But hey Ty, question, if you're a pacifist…why do you fight Chase in the dreams?"
The brunette sighed before letting Reid put the band aid on his cheeks.
"When it comes down to my life, I'm going to fight back." Tyler said, "Guess I can't call myself a pacifist anymore."
"No, you still are. You still detest violence, but in certain situations, like the one you're in, you can't help it. It's the only way to get out of it." Caleb said, as he turned to the TV.
"Yeah Baby Boy, it's a life or death situation, anyone would act in a way to protect themselves. If they said they wouldn't, then they're lying." Pogue said, "It's a basic instinct to want to stay alive. And people fight for that."
"Ty, just because you fight Chase doesn't mean you aren't a pacifist it just means that you're trying to protect yourself from being hurt on a massive scale." Caleb said, as the song started.
Tyler smiled before leaning his head on Reid's shoulder, the blonde throwing an arm over Tyler's shoulder. He watched as Caleb and Pogue both played, laughing when Caleb would mess Pogue up by bumping into him. And then laughing when Pogue would accidentally step on Caleb's foot.
Reid rolled his eyes as he watched, "You guys are acting like kids, play the game right. Cheater's never prosper, right Ty?"
"He's got a point guys."
Both males looked at them with a raised brow, sending the youngest two into a fit of giggles that had the older boys smiling.