He's Not Dead He Only Looks That Way

Ruby and I wander around the mall for a while before we go into a department store, heading for the homewares section and when we find the lamps I pick out a small light pink one and point to it saying "How about that one Rubes?" Ruby shakes her head, her forehead creasing into a frown as she says "No, Billy doesn't like that one." "Who's Billy?" I ask, kneeling down so I'm on her level and she says "My friend." "Ok well how about you and Billy pick the one you like then" I offer, standing back up and scooping her up to sit on my hip, giving her a better view of the display. Ruby looks around for a minute before pointing to a black lamp with a lighter black lamp shade with a gold trim over the top and I frown as I say "Are you sure?" "Yeah we want that one Geegee" she tells me so I nod and put her back down, scanning the shelves until I find the same lamp in a box and once I have it in my hands I say "Do you want to have a look at the toys?" Ruby smiles and nods, reaching out to take my free hand and we head towards the toy section, Ruby picking out a new barbie which I take to the register and pay for also.

Later that afternoon Ruby and I are sitting at the dining table, me working on my next comic strip for my job at the paper and Ruby is drawing shapes on her paper with her crayons when I hear Ruby say "Billy stop it." I turn to look at her, seeing her looking over at the doorway and I reach out and gently touch her arm. "What's up Rubes?" "Billy wants to play but I don't wanna play Geegee." "It's ok, you don't have to play if you don't want to." Ruby smiles and nods, turning back to her drawing, her little tongue poking out slightly as she concentrates and I smile to myself as I watch her for a few minutes before I get up to get us a drink. An hour later Frank comes home and after he's showered he sits on the couch with Ruby in his lap, bouncing around and telling him about our day. When she's done Frank smiles and says "Well you'll have to be really careful with the new lamp won't you." "It was Billy Frankie" she tells him and I sigh softly as I wonder how we are meant to punish her for lying, not wanting it to become a habit as she gets older. The rest of our afternoon passes quickly and before I know it I'm putting a freshly bathed Ruby to bed, kneeling by the bedside as I read her a book and just as I'm finishing her eyes flutter closed and don't open again. I push myself up before leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, turning to put the book back on the shelf before I cross back and switch the lamp off, leaving the nightlight we bought on and I leave the room, half closing the door behind me.

An hour after Ruby goes to bed I am feeling pretty tired too so I kiss Frank goodnight before going to check on Ruby, the lamp on again in her room but she's snoring softly so I cross the room and turn it back off, planning on asking her about it tomorrow before I go into my bedroom, noticing that the room is a lot colder compared to the rest of the house but I shrug it off, figuring there must be something wrong with the heating and making a mental note to call someone to come look at it tomorrow. I cross to the closet and grab my pyjamas, taking them back over to the bed and stripping down naked and as I pull my underwear off I suddenly feel like I'm being watched, spinning around to look behind me but nothing is there, everything looking as it should and I shrug it off and continue to change, pulling on my pyjamas and climbing into bed, flicking the lamp off before snuggling under the covers. I fall asleep quickly, the feeling of being watched fading and leaving me feeling relaxed but a few hours later I wake up to a warm breath washing over the side of my face as I hear Frank whisper "Mmm you're so fucking sexy baby, gonna fuck your brains out, want your tight little hole stretched around my cock" as a hand slides down and cups my slowly growing dick. I smile as I let out a soft groan, turning my head as I open my eyes but Franks side of the bed is empty and I jolt up, flipping myself off the side of the bed as I attempt to scramble away and once I manage to make it back to my feet I turn and attempt to flee the room, terrified as the door handle turns but the door won't open so I keep trying, letting out a frightened scream as I hear footsteps behind me when suddenly the door opens, swinging straight into me and knocking me down and I see Frank standing there, his hair messed up from sleeping on the couch and his eyes full of worry as he steps over and kneels beside me. "Babe what..." He starts but he's cut off by me flinging myself into his chest, clinging to him as I sob and pant for breath, the feeling of pure terror I felt slowly fading as Frank holds me. "Baby what happened?" He asks after a few minutes, my sobs dying down and I feel like I can breathe again, the air in the room feeling different. "I....I don't know I guess it was just a bad dream" I tell him, unsure if he'd believe me if I told him, not even sure I believe it myself and Frank sighs softly as he helps me up, helping me back to bed and climbing in with me, his arms holding me until I fall back to sleep again.

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