The Guitar Tutor

Holy fuck.
Holy fucking fuck.
“A-are you ok?” he whispered into my ear. I was breathing heavily through my nose. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. It happened so quickly; one minute he was asking me how I was and the next he was moaning my name and coming onto my chest.
I nodded. He squeezed my hand.
“I-I really –did you enjoy that?” he murmured.
I nodded and whimpered. He nuzzled his head against my neck and gently kissed my skin.
“I love you. And I'm so sorry about what happened to you.” He purred. We laid like this for what felt like forever, his body stuck to mine.
“Oh shit, you haven’t eaten all day.” He said, chuckling. He peeled himself off of me and got messily dressed while staring at my ribs. And other places. He chucked my trousers and shirt at me and eyed my bruised and swollen nose.
“I’ll see if I have a tin of soup or something soft for you to eat.” He said. I slowly dragged myself to an upright position and put my boxers and trousers back on. I tried to put on my shirt but that just made my ribs throb even worse, so I just left it undone.
My mind was trying to compute what was going on. I was pretty sure I had completely imagined being in Mr Way’s apartment. How the hell did he have feelings for me?
Fifteen minutes later, he came into the room with two bowls of tomato soup. He set one of the bowls down in front of and saw that I was trying to do up my shirt.
“Here, let me.” his hands glided slowly over the buttons, making their way down my chest. He was careful to not brush against any of my bruises. My heart was beating rapidly and he gently kissed me on the forehead. He turned away and started eating his soup. I started to sip my soup gently so I didn’t hurt myself. I hadn’t realised how hungry I was. The soup was probably the only meal I had completely finished since, well since I could remember.

We spent the rest of the day with me resting against him on the sofa, him stroking my hair.
I reached for the pen and paper I was writing on before and scribbled down five words.
Do you really love me?
He kissed my forehead.
“You remember when I bumped into you in the corridor on Monday? All I could see was a spark in your eyes. You just give off this… vibe. It’s hard to explain, like I need to know more about you, like I just want to push you up against a wall and fuck you as hard as I can, like you’re this delicate purple boy that needs protecting. I don’t know what I feel, but I love you.” He nuzzled into my neck and I couldn’t help but well up. A solitary tear dripped down my cheek. He wiped it gently off my cheek.
“What’s wrong?” he murmured. His eyes were filled with worry.
I felt the exact same way when I first met you. I couldn’t stop thinking of you. Oh god I'm sorry.
“What are you apologising for?” he asked. I couldn’t help myself. I burst into a full-fledged flood of tears. I couldn’t breathe properly so I just made weird gulping noises as the water poured out of my eyes. He pulled me tighter.
“Please don’t apologise.”
We stayed like that, rain drumming at the windows like my tears. I glanced at the clock and realised it was ten-thirty already. We had been hugging for a good couple of hours. I suppressed a yawn.
“Are you tired?” he asked. I nodded.
“I should have a spare t shirt you can borrow and you can go and sleep in the spare room. Are you ok?” he brushed his fingers against the bare skin of my neck. I nodded and he entered his bedroom. I stood at the doorway, peaking in to his room. He had a double bed that had clearly not been made in days. He rummaged through his draw and pulled out a plain black t shirt and threw it at me.
“Do you need anything else?” he asked, the bass in his voice seemed to resonate through my mind. I shook my head and headed for the spare room.

I had another dream that night, but it wasn’t like the one I had on Monday night at all. I was standing in the middle of the courtyard in a downpour of rain, even though there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. The water felt like acid against my skin. Suddenly, Brandon and a group of faceless boys materialised in the middle of the courtyard. I tried to run away and I got about five metres until I realised the acid was making the courtyard melt like candle wax. My feet sunk down in the floor and I tried to drag myself away but I couldn’t. Brandon finally reached me, but his face had morphed into a grotesque form composed of white skin stretched over bone. His eyes were pitch black holes and he opened his mouth to reveal a set of razor sharp fang. He put his fangs to my throat and I was paralysed as he bit into my neck and ripped my throat out.

I jolted awake and screamed, sending a stab of pain through my broken nose. My nose started bleeding again, a hot flood pouring down my cheeks. Mr Way rushed into the room and turned the light on, blinding both of us. He proceeded to dim the light.
“Frank, what’s wrong? Oh god let me get you some tissues.” He rushed out of the room and came back with two boxes of tissues. He held as many as he could to my nose.
“M-Mr Way.” I whimpered, my eyes filling with tears again. He smiled.
“Call me Gerard.” He kissed me on the forehead “Are you ok? What happened?” I gestured for him to get me a notepad and pen.
Nightmare. Brandon was a vampire and he ripped my throat out.
“Oh god you poor thing.” He murmured, kissing my neck “that’ll never happen again, ok? It’s not real baby, it’s not real.” He turned the light out, turned on the dimmer bedside lamp and nuzzled into my neck.
“Do you think you’ll be able to go to sleep again?” he asked, stroking my hair. I whimpered and shrugged my shoulders.
“do you want me to stay with you?” I nodded. I needed comfort so bad.
“It’s gonna be ok Frankie,” he kissed my forehead and changed the tissues up against my nose. He turned of the bedside lamp and nuzzled into me again.
“I’ll never let them hurt you, I promise.”
Within fifteen minutes I was asleep.

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oh god i've been listening to i never told you what i do for a living on repeat for fuck knows how long i think i'm turning into a vampiRE I CAN'T CLEAN THE BLOOD OF THE SHEETS IN MY BED neVEr AGain nEVer agAIN thEY GAVE US TWO SHOTS TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD AND WE'RE ALL DEAD NOW

sorry about that *clears throat* anyway enjoy and comment to tell me what you think ily guys <3