Protect Me

~Andy~

I bit my lip. I knew Ashley was really hurt and wanted someone to hold him, but honestly he was gorgeous and I had Juliet back home. But Ash gave me those beautiful brown eyes that were swimming with tears. I sighed and crawled into the bed behind him.
"Good night Andy."
"Good night Love." What is happening to me? I fell asleep pretty quickly, seeing as it was around one in the morning at this point. Damn I have school in the morning. I remembered my high school years vaguely. They weren't too bad. I'm pretty tall and dark looking, so no one really feels they could beat me up with me at least breaking something. But Ashley.... he was strong, I knew that, but I'd seen him lifting things, but he wasn't exactly tall and I knew he must be picked on a lot.
A few hours later I was woken up by a lot of movement and little whimpers next to me. Ashley was definitely having a nightmare. My mind blanked. The only time I've actually slept in a bed with someone was Juliet and she was one of those, "this is a sex thing, touche me any other way and I'll kill you" girls, probably why we worked well seeing as I didn't plan on ever settling down.
But watching Ashley I felt I needed to help him.
I sat up and pulled him carefully into my lap. He started flailing and yelling.
"No! No, please don't- No!" He tried to hit me but years of street fighting kept my reflexes up. I grabbed his fist and pinned it to his side before rocking slightly.
"Shh. Shh, it's okay Baby, it's okay." I kissed his forehead and he started sobbing still asleep.
"Let me be the one to call you baby all the time
surly you can take some comfort knowing that you're mine
Just hold me tight,
lay be my side.
And let me be the one who calls you baby all the time

I found my place in this world
stare at your face for the rest of my days
Now I can breathe turn my insides out,
and smother me
warm and alive I'm all over you, won't you smother me"

he seemed to calmed down and rolled into my side. I lied down and pulled him against my chest, burring my face in his neck.
"I've never seen anyone calm him down that fast before." I looked p to see Ashley's grandmother standing in the doorway.
"Do you know what he's dreaming about?" Her eyes turned dark.
"Before they died in a car crash Ashley's parents had a friend. He'd been friends with Ashley's father when they were in college. Well anyways, the man had problems, my poor baby.. well let's just say the man had... strange urges." I nodded, seeing red. "Good night Sweaty."
"Good night Ma'am." I pulled Ashley closer and whispered comforts in his ear.
If I ever met that bastered who touched him, I'd kill him.

Notes

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been hospitalized a bunch. No internet. But I'm back. In case you have a nice pretty clean mind and didn't catch it Ashley was molested, I just couldn't think of a nice way to put it.