Axel had come home to the house a mess even though he had told Terran to make sure that it was spotless by the time he got home. When he saw the clothes and other things still on the floor it was like something snapped in the vampire, as he moved though the house and found the teen sitting int he lounge watching tv. HE reached over and grabbed his shoulder before pulling him over the couch and onto the floor. “What did I tell you to do while I was away boy?!”
Burying his hands in his own hair, Terran pulled hard, as if that would somehow ease the splitting headache. He felt like he was going insane – was this treatment his fault? didn’t Axel just finish beating him?
His body felt too hot and his emotions were too volatile. It felt like every bone ached, from his skull and jaw down to his feet. Arching his back up off the floor, he rode out the pain in near silent gasps, waiting for his body to find some sort of equilibrium.
Sure he had hit him a few times but he didnt think that the asthma attack was his fault as he had hit Terran on numerous occasions and nothing like this had ever happened. But he was sick of how he asked him to do something and it wouldnt get done. It wasn’t like he was using Terran for sex that was mostly just a bonus on the odd occasion. Axel sighed and went back to him. “Go and lie down, my blood in your veins is probably making you sick…..Just dont die before morning….Or you will wake up like me.” HE told Terran as he started to clean the house himself.
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