Chapter Eighteen: Wet Dream

Jeremy looked at the roof. He was so tired, but he couldn't sleep. Nick of course was asleep, he had been for hours. Jeremy turned over and began thinking. Soon his thoughts merged into a dream as he fell asleep...

"Hi Jeremy." Hannah Lewis giggled.

Jeremy was at his old school, with the people he had been around his whole life...Until now, anyway.

"Hi." Jeremy said, his cheeks burned from embarrassment. He liked her, but it was hard to talk to a crush, you know? You get the butterflies in your stomach.

"Wanna go swimmi-"

"Sure." Jeremy said, cutting her off and embarrassing himself even more.

"Okay then." She laughed. "Meet you at the YMCA after school." He watched her disappear from class.

The butterfly's were literally eating his stomach away!

Soon, Jeremy arrived at the YMCA, he wore orange trunks and no shirt. He was shocked at how good Hannah looked in a bikini.

"Hey." She called walking over to him.

"H-H-Hi." Jeremy said lifting his head from her breasts to her face.

"You aren't looking at me there are you?" She asked, her face stern.

"N-No. No, of course not." He laughed uncomfortably.

She bent down to his ear, she was only an inch taller.

"It's okay if you were, I don't blame you, It's not like I don't check you out too." Hannah turned and walked away.

Jeremy stood there, frozen in time, goosebumps covered his body. He watched as she jumped back into the pool...

"JEREMY!" Jeremy heard Nick's voice and woke with a start.

He knew what had happened. He felt the warm sticky sensation below his belt line. He didn't know if he was embarrassed, or happy.

"What?" Jeremy asked.

"You, You...Did that all over the bed!" Nick screamed.

"I'm sorry." Jeremy said running into the bathroom. He soon emerged in a new pair of shorts.

"I'm in trouble aren't I?" Jeremy asked seeing Nick's face when he came out.

"You better believe it." Nick said grabbing him by the hair.

"Please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean too." Jeremy cried.

"I don't give a fuck." Nick said throwing Jeremy onto the kitchen floor.

Nick lit a joint and inhaled.

"What to do with you?" He asked Jeremy.

"Can I just go back to bed?"

"And cum all over again? No! Your in big trouble for this one." Nick began opening and slamming drawers.

"Got it." He smiled. He pulled six drug needles from the drawers. Jeremy already had his shirt off.

"Lay down." He yelled.

"But Ni-"

"LAY DOWN!"

Jeremy did so. Nick stabbed the six needles into Jeremy's back hard. Jeremy screamed in pain. Nick smiled.

"Feel good?" Nick asked with a bright smile on his face. Tears ran down Jeremy's face, but he didn't answer.

Nick got a hammer from the room next to the kitchen and returned.

One by one, he hit the needles into Jeremy's back. The welts, bruises, and cuts from the belt beatings were still there and now covered in blood.

"Please stop." Jeremy choked on his tears.

"Don't worry." Nick pulled the needles out slowly, so that it hurt more. He threw the bloody needles down in front of Jeremy's face. "I'm all done."

Jeremy rolled into a ball and cried as his blood painted the white floor tiles.

"What in the hell? Get up!" Nick screamed. "Your getting my damn floor bloody."

Jeremy stumbles as he stood up. He hurt so much he was numb.Nick belted him across the face. Jeremy cried, but stood back up straight. Nick hit him again, this time, causing him to lose his balance and fall onto the floor, chipping one of his left teeth.

Jeremy stood, blood ran down his legs from his face, and down his face and stomach.

"Go take a damn bath. And get ready to leave. We're moving back to Boston." Nick announced.

"I'm going home?" Jeremy asked hopefully.

"No."

"Gosh Nick, when is this going to end?" Jeremy cried.

"End?" Nick asked confused. He walked over to Jeremy and put a hand on his shoulder. "Jeremy, our games are just beginning." Nick shoved Jeremy towards the bathroom.

A/N- My 18th Chapter! Yay! J/K. Anyways, thanks Rebecca, I did wonder where Fudge went, if you talk again, explain this awesome chapter! J/K, was it good? Was the wet dream too much? I mean he is a 14 year old boy. Okay, want a sneak peak? I'll tell you what the 19th chapter will be called! Chapter Nineteen: Darkness Storms. It will make more sense after you've ready it! Thanks for reviwing, let Fudge know that I hope everything's fine with the grounding, and I hope for a return when Grounding is done. You two are my most loyal readers! I think you Rebecca have followed me since my first story ever here, I'm glad there are people like you and Fudge around here, without you, my stories would fail! Thanks so much! Chapter 19 will be up soon! Oh, and I'll update Wishing For Breath soon, I'm tired of adding dumb chapters, when I think of a good one, I'll update!