Many Of Horror

Alex's POV

I was watching Jack sleep since I couldn't sleep.
Even Bob was asleep so I couldn't get that out and cuddle.
I was thinking about waking Jack up but he has enough to deal with to have me waking him would probably be the icing on the cake.
I quietly climbed over Jack and put some pants on and went downstairs.

I went to the kitchen and man friend was making himself a drink.
"Next time you and you faggot of a boyfriend fuck keep the noise down." He said.
"I would completely ignore that comment but since you use the word Faggot I cant ignore that." I said and turned round and faced him since I was heading towards the fridge.
"What you going to do about it?" He asked.
I walked up to him and made sure he couldn't get anywhere.
"You call me and my boyfriend a faggot again, and I will beat the shit out of you." I said seriously and went back to what I was doing.
"So, what pathetic lies did you tell him?" He asked.
"I haven't told him any lies." I said.
"Sure you have." He said.
"I haven't told him any lies. I love him and he loves me because of who I am." I said.
"How do you know? For all you know he could be with you out of pity because he knows that no on will want a waste of space of a person like you." He said.
I walked to the knife draw and got on out and pinned him against the wall and held the knife against his throat.
"I know my boyfriend. Don't play mind games with me because it will not work and you will lose." I said in a low serious voice.
"Really?" He scoffed.
"I'm not scared of a fucked up little 14 year old boy who has serious mental problems." He said and looked me dead in the eye.
"Alex don't." Eric said quietly.
"Fuck off Eric." I growled.
"Do you really think your boyfriend loves you or just using for because your easy to get." He said.
"Bailey I really suggest you shut the fuck up." Eric said.
"But I'm just getting started." He said slyly.
"Alex don't you even think about it." Eric said seriously.
I took the knife away from his throat but I moved my hand quickly and cut his wrist.
"Ow you little bastard what the fuck was that for!?" He said loudly.
"Your only warning. You talk shit about me and my boyfriend again next time its your throat." I growled and walked out the room still holding the knife.

Eric grabbed hold of my arm once we got upstairs.
"What the fucking hell was that!?" He whispered shouted at me.
"Always wondered how sharp this knife is and how deep I could go with it." I said and looked at the knife.
"Alex don't change the subject." Eric said.
"Oh but I'm not." I said and looked at him.
"Alex he could literally get you done for assault. Is that what you want?" He said.
"The worse they could do is see I was having a moment and send me to mental place." I said.
"Really? You have this all figured out?" He asked.
"No you dumb shit. Its fucking common sense." I said sarcastically.
"Alex you don't fucking go around cutting other peoples wrists" He said.
"Look it got a bit out of hand." I said.
"A bit? Alex you held a fucking knife to his throat, then you fucking cut him on he wrist." He said seriously.
"The bastard had it coming." I said sarcastically.
Eric slapped me round the back of the head.
"The fuck was that for!?" I said and looked at him.
"You are being fucking stupid right now. Jack wouldn't want you to go to the fucking nut house. Neither does me or Fred. Now just give me the knife and got back to Jack." He said.
"You do know I was being deadly seriously about the whole knife thing right." I said.
"More the reason to give it to me." He said.
"Thanks but no thanks." I said and turned round and bumped into Jack.
"Sort your boyfriend out while I go to bed." Eric said and walked into his room.

Jack took the knife off me and took it downstairs while I went to my room and sat on the bed and waited for his return.
Jack came back and shut the door behind him.
I don't know why but Man friends words was really bugging me.
"Do you love me or are you just going out with me for pity?" I asked and looked down feeling ashamed that I had to even ask this question.
"Course I love you. I wouldn't of put up with you this long if I didn't love you." He said and sat next to me.
I nodded.
"What's ticking in your head?" He asked quietly.
"Man friend." I said.
"What about him?" Jack asked confused
"He said you was only with me because you feel sorry for me because I'm fucked up." I said.
I felt Jack look at me.
"Babe you know that's not true. I'm with you because I love you. I love so much that I seriously wouldn't know what to do with myself if I ever lost you." He said.
I looked at that.
"You mean that?" I asked quietly.
"Every word. Every time you hurt yourself I feel so guilty because I couldn't do anything to help you. I feel like it should be me who hurts themselves and not you because you are a loving, caring person who is very misunderstood because of your problems. And if I'm the only person who can see that then let that be." He said and kissed the top of my head.
I smiled and moved and sat on his lap.
"I love you Lex. Don't listen to what that bastard said." He said quietly and kissed the end of my nose.
"I love you too." I whispered.
Jack smiled.
"Come on it's late and I'm tired and we have school tomorrow." Jack yawned as he lead back down.
I did the same and faced him.
"Get some sleep you'll feel better." Jack whispered and fell asleep.
I just watched him until I finally went to sleep.

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