Straight Boy: a Short Story
“A hot whisper against his ear as the firm, muscular body pressed against him from behind. “You’re my thing, Blue Eyes. Remember that. My thing.”
Sage woke up with a start and stared at the ceiling in confusion for a moment before recalling where he was. His bedroom. Right. He was no longer in prison. It was over. He was free.
He was free of him.
A quiet snoring right beside him made Sage turn his head.
Laura was sleeping by his side, her pretty face peaceful and her porcelain-like skin glowin...g in the moonlight coming from the window.
It was over.
It was over.
Sage repeated it for the next few minutes, but it was useless: he was still tense and alert, in more ways than one.
He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, trying to match his girlfriend’s breathing.
It didn’t work.
Maybe Laura was right and he really needed to see a therapist after all.
“It was a traumatic experience for you,” she had said only the other day. “A psychologist will help you, love.”
A traumatic experience.MoreLess
Sage woke up with a start and stared at the ceiling in confusion for a moment before recalling where he was. His bedroom. Right. He was no longer in prison. It was over. He was free.
He was free of him.
A quiet snoring right beside him made Sage turn his head.
Laura was sleeping by his side, her pretty face peaceful and her porcelain-like skin glowin...g in the moonlight coming from the window.
It was over.
It was over.
Sage repeated it for the next few minutes, but it was useless: he was still tense and alert, in more ways than one.
He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, trying to match his girlfriend’s breathing.
It didn’t work.
Maybe Laura was right and he really needed to see a therapist after all.
“It was a traumatic experience for you,” she had said only the other day. “A psychologist will help you, love.”
A traumatic experience.MoreLess
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