Chapter Seven (Riley)
"Shit, what the hell happened?" I just about manage to say, before groaning in pain. Everything hurt and I could barely move, but at least I was alive. It couldn't hurt this much if I were dead and considering I just got smacked across the street by an Empowered, I'm pretty damn happy right now. Although as I open my eyes, I can't help but wonder how long I've been unconscious for, because it's dark, seriously dark. The next thing I wonder, is why am I still out here, it was the middle of the afternoon when it all started, so why the hell am I still out here, if it's dark. Where the hell is everyone.
Fuck, even trying to get up hurts and fuck it hurts. "What the fuck." I then say in disbelief. I mean there is no one around, which is confusing and worrying, but the place is a wreck. What the hell happened, I might be hurt and tired, but I'm not an idiot, and something doesn't make sense here. Even if Baine and the other Empowered won, there is no way they could do this amount of damage. Even though it's dark, it could only have been half a day since I was knocked out, and as I just about manage to get to my feet, the wrecked cars and buildings, nothing made sense.
And how in the hell am I still alive? Seriously I should be dead, I mean I am glad that I'm not, but you don't get hit by an Empowered like that and live, even another Empowered would have struggled to get back up from that. So what the hell is going on and where is everyone and why does everywhere look like it's been abandoned for a long time. There are even barrels or whatever you call them, that homeless people use to make fires and stuff around the place, which just adds to my confusion. I mean someone had to light them, so people had to be around, somewhere. Although as I make my way through the street, I can't help think about how despite the pain that I was in, I actually didn't appear to be injured, which didn't make any sense.
I remember what Baine did to me and even ignoring the fact I should be dead, I'm pretty sure he gauged my eyes out or at least did enough to damage my eyes severally, so how the hell can I see so clearly and I should be limping and wheezing or something. I just ache and hurt a little bit, it's just doesn't make any sense, none of this made sense.
"Hey! Hey! I need..." I then begin to shout out, before trailing off. I could have sworn that I had seen someone, but I wasn't sure, and they definitely weren't there now. What was there though, was a growing sense of uneasiness, seriously, this whole thing was weird and creepy, and while I would never admit it to anyone, I had never really liked the dark. I wasn't afraid of it, and I didn't freak out, but I didn't really like it and being out here now, like this, I was definitely getting more and more scared.
The silence wasn't helping either. I mean sure, it was clearly dark, so not many people would be out, but when I say silence, I mean silence. What the hell was going on, what happened to everyone. Fuck, Aidan. Oh god, he lost, he was barely moving when I last saw him, and there was no way that he would just leave me out in the street as I had been.
Fuck, he's dead, he has to be. Everyone has to be dead. I mean how else could I have just been left like I was. I mean most people are dicks, but at least one person would have done something if they saw a kid laying on the ground. Which just takes me back to what in the hell happened. I need to focus on that, I can't think about Aidan, I can't think about Lily, I want to, but I can't, I have to focus on something that wouldn't reduce me to an emotional wreck.
So the logical step now is to go to the police. It makes the most sense, and there will be someone there, there has to be, even if Baine and the others wrecked the place, there were only four of them, probably less. So someone would have stopped them eventually. There is a whole organization of good Empowered, that is worldwide, someone would have done something.
But as I walk towards the police station, the state of the buildings and well, everything else, just increases my sense of dread. Even if there was a massive battle and it took a day or something, the town shouldn't look like this, and it was night time, if it looked this bad in the dark, I don't know if I want to see it in the daytime.
The other question that is increasingly bothering me is, if there was a massive battle, why the hell was I just left on the side of the road? Seriously, I mean even if I were dead, you wouldn't just leave a body out like that, and why only me, if there was that big of a battle to cause this much damage, where were all the other bodies. It just didn't make any sense, for only my body to be left out in the open to rot or for animals to eat me.
Animals, where the fuck are all the animals. I mean our town wasn't some perfect little town without your usual rats, birds and other wild animals, and if I was just laying like I apparently was, then even though the thought sent a shiver down my spine, why haven't I been half eaten or pecked the hell out of? Maybe I am in some kind of coma? This could all just be some weird dream. A coma actually sounds more realistic a possibility, than whatever the hell was going on here. Being in some kind of dream or I guess a nightmare, would really explain what I was seeing and why I didn't appear to have any injuries. How that helps me though, I have no idea, I mean if this is a dream, how the hell do I wake up?
"You could try pinching yourself." A voice inside my head then suddenly says. Seriously, a voice in my fucking head and it wasn't mine, and it was definitely inside my head. I mean what the hell is going on and what kind of weird fucking dream is this. "I don't think this is a dream." The voice then says, freaking me out even more than I already was.
This was just too damn freaky, and although the voice kind of sounded a little familiar, I had no idea who it was. If it was anyone I knew at all, if this was a dream, it could just be completely random voice or my subconscious talking to me. "I think I preferred it when you were passed out." The voice then says, and I couldn't help but stop in my tracks and look around. I'm not sure why I bothered looking, because I knew where the voice was coming from, but I guess I was hoping I wasn't going crazy or something.
"Who are you?" I then decide to ask. I mean why not if this is a dream, I might as well do something, until I figure out how to wake up. Maybe even figure out a way to change it, I mean don't they always say that when you become aware that you're dreaming, you can do whatever you want, I'm sure I've heard that somewhere before.
"Hello?" I then say in a confused tone, after getting no response the first time. Maybe I was going crazy or just imagining it, and after not getting a response this time, I decided to start walking towards the police station. I mean it might just be a dream, but I have nothing else to do, and if it turns out this is real, then I want to be at least somewhere safe.
Because whatever happened here, I don't think it's safe to be walking around on my own. Unless it is a dream and being aware that I am in a dream, should make me pretty much invincible. "Okay, what the hell, did you just laugh at me?" I then ask in an annoyed tone. I felt ridiculous talking out loud like this, anyone who might be looking, would seriously think that I was crazy, but I swear to god, that the voice that I have been hearing, just laughed at me.
"Sorry, but you're just silly." The voice responds, this time though, his voice sounded tired, and I wasn't sure why that made me feel concerned. If this was all a dream or I was imagining it all, why would I be worried about a voice in my head? This was seriously messed up, and I really wanted to either wake up or find someone to help me.
"Who are you? And what's going on?" I then decide to ask. I may for whatever reason be worried about him, but I needed answers, and maybe he had them, I got the feeling that he knew something, and even if he didn't, having another person helping me figure it out, was better than nothing.
"It's Billy. I'm Billy." The voice responds in the same tired tone and this time, a bit of sadness too. Although it takes me a few moments to realize who Billy was and I couldn't help but be even more confused. How the hell was Billy in my head and for the hundredth time, what the hell was going on? "I don't know what happened. I'm just really tired." He then says, and while I was still going over my own problems, I couldn't help but be worried about him.
"Are you okay? You sound tired." I quickly ask in concern. Sure I still must have looked crazy talking to myself, but as it sinks in who Billy was, a million questions entered my mind, and if I wanted answers, I was going to need to make sure that he was okay. Having someone to talk to in this crazy place, even if it was just a voice in my head, made it just a little bit less scary.
"I don't know. It's just tough to talk now that you're awake." He answers quietly, and I really felt bad for him. From what I remembered about him, he must have only been around twelve-years-old, and he must be terrified, I am freaked out over this whole thing, but at least I'm me and not stuck in some other guys head.
"We will figure this out, I promise." I then find myself saying, and even though I didn't know how I wanted to reassure him. "Wait, what do you mean now that I am awake, how long have you been in my head?" I then suddenly say, after realizing what he had just said. Sure, there were bigger things to be worried about and other things I could be focusing on, but I didn't want to think about those and trying to help Billy, was a pretty good distraction.
There are a few moments of silence, and I started to worry that he wasn't going to answer, but just as I was going to say something, his voice quickly cuts me off. "I don't know, at first I just thought I was knocked out or something, but it was weird, there were all these thoughts and memories that weren't mine, but I didn't really understand what it all meant. I just thought it was some weird dream. Then you woke up, and I could hear you talking and could hear what you were thinking, and realized that I was inside your own head, it was pretty freaky." His words sending a faint shiver down my spine, but also increased my sympathy towards him.
If it were me, I would have freaked out. I would still be freaking out. Billy, however, seemed to be okay, sure he sounded tired, but he seemed to be taking it better than I would. His behavior actually worried me a little bit, although I guess he could just be in shock or maybe even think that this was all some kind of weird dream. Something though, told me that I had to be careful, if he was in my head, what kind of damage could he do.
Not that I think he would hurt me, at least not on purpose, but who knows what might happen, if he gets angry or really upset. It's something that I didn't want to find out, and then there was the fact that he sounded more and more tired, every time that he spoke, that was worrying, and I wasn't quite sure how to help him, or if it was even possible.
"Damn, this is crazy and freaky is definitely a good way of describing it, but I'm sure there is a reason why or how this happened. Do you remember what happened before? I mean I thought you left, I remember telling you to run, and you did." I then decide to say, and despite not wanting to risk upsetting him, I couldn't think of any way to help him, right now. So figured that if I kept him talking, maybe it will help and maybe he would know something, that could explain what happened.
It was a long shot, but I couldn't see it doing any harm, or at least I hoped it didn't. "I ran really fast and really fast." I hear him say in response, before going silent. It was a bit weird for him to stop, but just as I was going to say something, he started speaking again. "But then I stopped running. I remembered what you told me, you know, about being a hero. I wanted to be a hero, even if I am small and weak, I wanted to help." But his voice was barely above a whisper, and he sounded so tired. I was starting to get really worried about him.
Something was happening, and I desperately started to think about everything that had happened, since he started talking. But when that didn't help, I started thinking about comic books and superhero films. I might not be a super nerd or anything, but I've seen enough of those, that something had to help me. It's not like body swaps, and mind stuff doesn't happen.
Then it hits me, and I can't believe I didn't think about it sooner, it made so much sense. "Billy, I know you're scared right now and tired, but I think you need to rest. I know that's scary, and you probably don't want to be quiet, but I think it's tiring you out." I quickly say. I wasn't sure how he would react, I just had to hope he would understand, even if he was scared.
"Billy, it's okay, if you get scared or something, you can just talk again. You just need to rest a little bit, and to be honest, it's pretty boring right now anyway, and it's going to take me another ten minutes before I get to the police station. So you should rest, I might need you when we get there." I then decide to say, after getting no response to what I had just said a few moments ago. Which was worrying, but he had gone silent a couple of times, and I was hoping that it was either because he was just really tired, or he was just thinking about what I had just said.
"It's scary, Riley. I'm scared." I then hear him say, and it broke my heart. I was scared myself, but for him, I'm not sure what it must be like for him, and I just want to reassure him and help him somehow. I just had no idea how I was supposed to do that.
"Me too, but you're a hero remember, and we're going to figure this out. So why don't you have a rest and I will find someone to help us." I then say, trying my best to sound as reassuring as possible. The sound of him sniffling though, made me stop in my tracks. It may have been weird that he was in my head, but he was scared, and I wanted to try something to comfort him.
I then remembered how my parents used to sing to me when I was sad. It had always made me feel better and safer, and while I had no idea if I could actually sing. I've never really tried, I thought it might help and even if it would make me look and appear weird to anyone who might see me, I didn't care.
"It will be okay, Billy, just rest." I then say in a soothing tone, before looking around and blushing slightly. This was so weird, but I could still hear him sniffling a little bit, and despite being embarrassed, I begin to sing the song, that had soothed me so many times in my life. Sure, I might not exactly do it justice, but the way my mum and sister used to sing Stand by Me, to me, was just so beautiful and it's probably one of my favorite songs, especially when it's stripped right back.
Although saying all of that, I doubt I am doing it justice. Then again, whether my attempts at singing were drowning it out or not, Billy's sniffling was gone, and I couldn't hear him anymore. So that had to be a good sign, and with that in mind, I started walking towards the police station again, all the while singing as well as I could.
Okay, well this wasn't what I was expecting. I mean given that this could all be a dream or something, I was hoping the police station would hold some answers, but looking at it now, I wish I went somewhere else. Thanks to the emergence of the Empowered, I doubt many people have been able to avoid seeing death.
What I saw now though, I was struggling not to be sick. The entire front of the building, had dead bodies hanging from it, well, not the entire front, but there must have been at least ten bodies, probably more hanging on it. Thankfully I couldn't see any faces, what I could see though, was a clear message and it left me in no doubt, that an Empowered or a group of them, were responsible for this.
It was just one name though, a name that I didn't recognize at all. Invictus, I mean I assume that it's a name, I guess it could mean something else, I'm sure I've heard that word before, I just can't remember where. Maybe it's the name of a group, but whatever it means, there was no way I was going inside, not a chance in hell.
The only saving grace was that Billy didn't seem to know what I had seen, he had been silent for a while now, but while I was initially worried, I actually could hear him snore a little. Let me tell you something, hearing someone else talking in your head is weird, hearing someone lightly snore and make weird noises, while they slept, inside your head, that was weird.
It was also kind of nice, in a strange way. Being able to look after someone, someone who was younger than me and afraid. To be able to comfort them and help them relax and feel safe, that felt pretty good, and it gave me a bit of a confidence boost, and I needed it, after seeing the police station the way it was. The only problem was, I had no idea where to go.
If the police station was like this, then where else could I go, where else would be safe. I guess the only place I could go, was home. Home, why didn't I think about that sooner, I'm such a moron, I need to go home. Lily could be there, and even if she isn't, it would be safe, it was just a house, nothing special. So it should be safe, even if something bad happened, I just had to think of the best way to get there.
I mean, I want to find other people, but the police station freaked me out, and even though it was already out of sight and I was heading towards my home, it made me nervous of what finding other people, might result in. So I needed to avoid places people might group up or use to stay, I guess big buildings and places like that, would be the obvious places to avoid.
With that in mind, I decide the best route and slowly walk towards it. I know that I could run or at least try and get there as fast as I could, but honestly, I was scared. This was so freaky, and I definitely didn't want to attract any attention and running or even jogging, would definitely draw attention to myself. So as I walk, I make sure to try and stay focused on what was around me. I didn't want to miss something and regret it.
Whatever happened, it wasn't good and as I continued to walk, the destruction or however you would describe the damage and the state of the town, seemed to get worse, it looks like it's been years since anyone really lived here. If you were creating a post-apocalyptic game or writing a book, this is exactly what it would be like, and that observation sent another chill down my spine.
It always brought me back to the question of how I was even here. I may have been beaten up and probably should be dead, but I knew where I was, and I knew I woke up in pretty much the exact same spot, but it was fast becoming obvious, that a lot of time had passed between then and me waking up. So how the hell is that even possible, I couldn't have just been laying in that same spot, all that time and no one bothers to help me, and no animals try to eat me, it just doesn't make sense.
Then there is Billy, what the hell is up with that and how is it even possible. I mean, I think I am past thinking this is a dream, I've had plenty of weird dreams and been in what people might call waking dreams, where you're aware you're dreaming, but this not like any of those and I've done everything I can think of to wake up. I guess maybe I could be in a coma somewhere, but that doesn't explain Billy. I know Billy is real, don't ask me how, but I know, it's just a feeling I have. He's real, and for some reason, he is inside my head, although, is he? I mean is he just in my head, could he be inside all of me. The thought of that quickly sends another chill down my spine, but more out of how creepy that is. Seriously, it's creepy, and I wonder if he can feel everything and fuck… I need to pee, I really, really need to pee, where the hell did that come from.
Fuck, I'm glad he's asleep, or at least I assume he's asleep, he is still making the same breathing and cute snoring noise he makes. I mean sure, he's in my head and maybe my body, but I don't want him to see my junk, he's like a little kid and that's just weird. Not that I'm shy, I have nothing to be shy about, but I don't want some kid watching me pee.
Fuck, I hope he can't feel it, I mean shit, that's just a weird thought to think about. Fucking hell, I need to find a place to go as well, I am still around fifteen minutes away from my house, and that's at a normal walking pace, I'm going a lot slower than that, so I can't make it there, and I really don't want to go down any dark alleyways or anywhere dark and cut off from, well anywhere really.
Shit, I don't want to piss myself, and if I have to concentrate trying to hold it, I could wake Billy up and even if I made it home and got to use an actual toilet, with him awake, that's just all kinds of awkward, that I can really live without ever having to experience, because he was bound to have questions, he was only Thirteen and I'm pretty sure he only just turned Thirteen as well, so he would definitely be going through changes of his own.
So with that in mind, I decided to just go in some bushes, well not in them, but I manage to get behind some and to my relief, it should be impossible for anyone to see me, while at the same time, no one should be able to sneak up on me and I'm confident enough, that I can either jump through the bushes to escape or get out either end of where I was now standing. But as I start to unzip myself and lower the front of my briefs, I hear something. "Billy?" I then say out loud, after quickly looking around in panic, and not seeing anyone. "I know you're awake." I then say with a little sigh. I heard him trying not to giggle, after looking down and seeing that I had already pulled my dick out of my briefs, and I felt myself blush, knowing he could obviously see, what I could see.
"Sorry, but you're loud when you think, and you woke me up." He then eventually says, after I had looked away from my more private parts and back at the bushes. His words were quickly making me forget about my own embarrassment, and not for the first time, being reminded that as hard as this was for me, it had to be a million times worse for him. At least I could move and was in control of myself, he, as far as I could tell, was just his conscious and that was it. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." I decide to say, as I again try to think of a way to make him feel better. "You sound a lot better though, do you think you can get some more sleep?" I then ask, partly out of my own modesty, but mostly because I wanted him to be okay and not to get tired too quickly.
"I feel better, but I'm not sleepy anymore." He quickly replies a little too eagerly for my liking. He might have been sounding a lot better than he had before I sung him to sleep, but he still wasn't quite as clear as he sounded the first time I heard his voice. Which meant that he knew what I was about to do and that I couldn't hold out much longer. The little fucking pervert.
I had no choice though, as soon as the open air had hit my dick a few moments ago, I almost let loose. Him waking up was the only reason I wasn't peeing right now, and now that he pretty much reminded me of how badly I needed to go, I couldn't hold it much longer. "Just don't say a word, because you're going to be in your own body again soon, and you will have to pee eventually when that happens." I then decide to say with a smirk. It was childish, but the sound of him making a cute gasping sound, was worth it.
So although it was still embarrassing, I just let it all out. Which despite the circumstances, was such a relief and before I could stop myself, I sighed in content. Unsurprisingly, that sound made Billy giggle and even though he hadn't said anything, I could tell that he was fascinated with what I was doing. I guess for a Thirteen-year-old boy, more than likely in the middle of puberty himself, seeing an older boys junk and actually seeing him pee, was an unexpected experience and one that I could already sense, was going to result in him asking me a lot of question. Exactly what I had been worried about earlier.
"What? what's wrong?" I then ask with concern. He had made a weird little noise like something surprised him or startled him, and even though I can't see anything, as I look around, I was still worried. "Billy, did you see something?" I then ask, after getting no response the first time. Luckily I had just about finished peeing, so decided to quickly put everything away and zip myself up, if there was someone around, I didn't want to give them a free show.
"I could feel it." I hear him say in what I felt was a mixture of confusion and excitement, which just confused me. "I could feel you peeing, it was weird." He then elaborates, just before I can ask him what he had meant. The explanation though just made me blush and also freak out a little bit. He might have found it amazing or whatever he was feeling, but for me, it just added to how creepy this whole thing was, although I wasn't going to let him know that, I'm not that stupid.
"I guess it makes sense, but, Billy. Can we not talk about me peeing, I know we're both guys, but I really don't want to talk to someone about that kind of thing, okay." I then say in a soft tone. I may have wanted to change the subject, but he was still just a kid and him freaking out or getting angry, kind of scares me a little bit. If he could feel me peeing, then what did that mean and I wasn't sure I wanted to know the answer to that question.
"Oh, okay, I guess." He then says in response, and straight away, I could tell that he was a little upset, but at least he was willing to accept it. Although I can't help but feel a little guilty and as I make my way out of the bush and back towards the road, I decide to give him a chance to ask some questions. I don't want to, but I think we could both use the distraction, as I begin to walk towards my house again.
"Billy, I don't mind if you want to ask me anything, you know, anything embarrassing. I mean I don't know everything, but if you're curious about anything, you can ask." I decide to ask. I still wasn't really keen on this idea, but after actually hearing… no, it was more like sensing, rather than hearing his relief, I decided to swallow my own pride and just try and answer any questions he might have.
"Will I be able to feel you poop?" I then hear him ask, and I actually stop in my tracks. Of all the things I expected him to ask, I don't think that even crossed my mind, I was expecting to have some kind of sex talk with him, or at least answer questions like why am I bigger than him, will he grow hair around his as well. I wasn't expecting to be talking about taking a dump, and whether he would be able to feel it.
"I er… what?" I then find myself lamely saying in response. The question just caught me by complete surprise, and I had no idea how even to answer that, hell, I didn't even want to answer that. Although before I can think of something else to say, or hear Billy's response, the feeling of something sliding against my neck and an arm around my chest though, quickly draws my attention and I quickly tense up.
"Don't say a word, pretty boy. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. It's up to you." A voice then says, quickly sending a chill down my spine. I didn't even hear anyone approach me, and even with Billy distracting me, I was still paying attention and with the feeling of what I assumed was a knife against my throat, I was scared, and I could tell that Billy was scared too. I wonder if he could feel the knife too.
I then feel his hand around my chest slowly rub against my nipples, and I actually hear him let out some sort of contented sigh. This guy was some kind of pervert, and I could feel myself shake, he had a knife to my throat, and I could also sense Billy's fear, which just seemed to make my own grow even more. His hand then slowly moved downwards, and my knees actually give way a little bit, which causes his exploration to stop and instead hold me up.
"It's okay pretty boy. I heard you talking to someone in the bushes, I know you like this kind of thing, just relax." The voice then says, sending another shiver through my body. He had been spying on me and was obviously close enough to hear me, but not close enough to see me. So I guess he heard me talking to myself and assumed I was with another guy. Fuck, I was in deep shit.
I was pretty sure I could defend myself, he didn't seem that big, well not from how big he felt against me. The knife, however, pretty much made it impossible to do anything, I had to let him do whatever he wanted until he dropped his guard. I didn't like it, but I could wait for my chance, although Billy's own fear was affecting me more than I liked, I just have to hope, it wouldn't affect me from acting when the chance presented itself.
"Hears what we're going to do pretty boy. I am going to let you go slowly, but don't get any ideas about running or trying anything stupid, you might be able to feel the knife, but I have a taser too and trust me, if I have to use it on you, you won't live to tell the tale of what happened to you, understand?" The man then says, and if I wasn't terrified before, I was now, and I could actually hear Billy crying a little bit, which just made it even worse.
"Okay." I just about manage to say, after feeling the knife press a little harder against my neck. Not enough to cut me, but the message was loud and clear, this guy owned me, and there was nothing that I could do to stop him, not unless I wanted to die. The thing is though. I would rather die than be raped and likely killed anyway and even if I was prepared to endure what happened, knowing that Billy could feel at least some of the things I did, like peeing, meant that I couldn't put him through being raped. He was only Thirteen, and I wasn't going to let it happen. I just had to think. He could be bluffing about the taser, why wouldn't he have used it already.
"Just don't do anything stupid, pretty boy, I just want a bit of fun, then you can go." He then says, before licking my neck and sucking at my ear. Honestly, I know this is going to sound bad, but if it was just me, I might have considered just letting him have his fun, I could live with it, I was strong enough. Billy though, I could feel his fear, it was almost overwhelming, and I had to protect him, I had to.
"When I let you go, I'm going to step back. I want you to turn to face me and then slowly strip slowly, and I want you to smile as you're doing it, understand?" He then says, before again licking my neck and this time nibbling my ear a little bit. He then slowly lets me go, I think he could tell how scared I was and just accepted the nod of my head, he might not have been able to see it really, but he would have felt it.
It actually gave me a little more confidence, this guy was obviously just some low life scum, just taking advantage of an easy target. There is no way someone who had done this before or had half a brain, would be making the mistakes he was making, so I decided to call his bluff fully. So slowly turning towards him, after hearing him step back a couple of places, I was ready to charge him. There was no way he would be ready for that. He thought I was too scared, and his guard would be down.
What happened next though, even stopped Billy's little whimpers. The guy suddenly went white as a ghost, and he looked like he was literally going to shit himself. Honestly, I've never seen anyone look so scared, and since the Empowered emerged, I've seen people looking scared, and this guy was beyond those, and honestly, I had no idea what to do now.
"Oh god, oh god… I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just messing around, Sir, please, please don't kill me, please." he then starts pleading. The guy is pleading for his life. The guy who was just about to rape me, is now pleading for his life and my confusion, was only matched by Billy's own confusion, I could sense that he had no idea what was happening. Although I guess this is a good thing, I mean, he had dropped the knife already.
Oh fuck, he was pissing himself, he is literally pissing himself, what the fuck is going on. How do you go from threatening to rape a kid, to pissing yourself in fear, after seeing his face? What the fuck was going on? "Please, I just thought you were some stupid little kid… Fuck, no er… fuck, I don't mean you're a stupid little kid, Sir, you're not… sorry." The guy then starts mumbling, before suddenly turning and running away from me, as fast as he could. He just ran away, just like that.
"What the fuck, just happened?" I then say out loud. Seriously, what the actual fuck. I mean don't get me wrong, it felt a little good to have someone be afraid of me after seeing me, but fucking hell, whatever the hell just happened, it had nothing to do with me. At least in terms of me being intimidating, I am not intimidating. You can ask Aidan, what happens when I try to intimidate someone, well, once he stops laughing his head off.
"Can we go somewhere… safe?" I then hear Billy ask in a frightened tone. A tone that breaks my heart a little, I barely knew this kid, and yet I feel like he is somebody I needed to protect. It's a weird feeling, especially since I guess, technically, right now, he's literally a part of me, so maybe that's why I feel this connection for him. I wonder if this is how Lily feels about me.
"It's okay, Billy, I will protect you." I quickly say in response, I knew he needed reassuring and could sense that my words calmed him down a little bit. "Seriously, I just scared a creep away, just by looking at him, Billy, he even wet himself." I then decide to add, and despite still being a little shaken by what just happened, the cute giggling sound he just made, put a big smile on my face.
I then decide to start singing again. I wasn't exactly looking forward to being alone again, but I was still worried about Billy and wanted him to get as much rest as possible. I also wanted to think about that creeps reaction to seeing me, because I've read enough stories, seen enough films and TV shows, to know that people didn't react to others like that, without a good reason and I needed a bit of time to think it over.
So as I started walking towards my house again, this time being even more alert, I carry on singing and despite sensing that Billy is a little annoyed by what I was obviously doing, he slowly falls to sleep and hopefully doesn't have any nightmares about what just happened.
To be Continued...