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  "FUCK ME HARDER!"

I wake up from my sleep, for the fourth time this week to the same dream over and over again. 

For the last week the only thing i've been able to think about was Kameron and that night at the party. I don't know what has gotten into me but for some reason I can't forget it.

The day after the incident after I had a long nap and an hot shower everything came back to me. From me crying in the bathroom to me and Kameron having sex three times in one night.

I get out of my bed and make my way to the bathroom, I can hear the TV on in my brothers room and the sound of him laughing. I creep to his door and peep inside to see him laying on his couch watching an old episode of friends.

"Hey little bro," His voice says from the couch, "Come in."

I walk in his room and sit down beside him on the couch awkwardly.

"So, hows school going so far." He asks me digging into his bag of chips. Hot Cheetos were his favorite, they had always been since we were little kids.

I had started school Monday and so far it has been okay. I had made a two new friends, Christian and Grace. On the first day they invited me over to their lunch table and from then we just clicked.

But there were things that weren't great too, well not things a person.

Kameron has made my life a living hell in the four days I've been going to Holdings. Every time he saw me he had something to say which mostly consisted of the word "fag".

But right now he's the last person I want to think about.

"It's going pretty good." I tell him.

"So I've seen you made some new friends already. Grace Reynold?" He chuckles.

"What about her?" I look at him waiting for an answer.

"Nothing, I'm just surprised you even get to be close to her like that Christian guy because if Greg found out about you, you'd probably be dead." He laughs falling off the couch.

"Who's Greg?" I ask kind of getting a little bit scared.

"Greg is her brother, her bad ass brother who happens to be the captain of like every sports team," He continues to laugh, "If he ever thought you were a threat to his Grace I would feel bad for you."

"Gr-Grace never mentioned she has a brother." I say actually scared now.

"Duh." Joey says  patting me on my back.

"Well I'm going back to bed." I get up to leave his room.

"Okay, and little bro would you stop screaming or moaning whatever you're doing, it's annoying." He says closing the door.

I stop breathing and stop walking, was I really moaning out loud. I groan and walk back to my room and crawl into bed to get ready for tomorrow.

Friday, the best day of the week but I'd rather stay in my bed all day having this recurring dream.