frost

Warning: see chapter one.

Frost

Chapter three:
Anxiety Attacks

“Hilarious.” Was the one word the Darkye boys thought together. “This is going to be hilarious.” After the bus Frost had followed Trevin who was immensely annoyed. Trevin was not afraid to belt the little son-of-a-bitch while ripping him a new one. Evan saw he was about to and intervened.
“Hey, Trevin! This is my cousin Frost Abyss.” Trevin’s glare lessened a little. Evan put his arm around Frost’s shoulders. “He’s a little shy. Could you show him around the school?” Trevin started to make an excuse. “I got you something nice for Christmas!” The way to Trevin’s heart, gifts.
“Fine!” He grumbled not happy about it, not at all. Then Frost started to protest.
“Evan I’m perfectly capable-“
“Shuddup. Trevin said he would and I’m not returning the gift I got you.
“You didn’t have to get me anything…” Frost mumbled while he blushed. Trevin’s face softened at this act of humbleness. This of course did not go unnoticed by the Darkye brothers. They shared a meaningful glance.
“Well, I have to go find Ryce that boy of mine gets into so much trouble, I swear.” Frost looked up sharply.
“You mean, you need a quickie right?” Trevin smirked.
“You’re gay?” Frost asked suddenly.
“Yup. I’m the-“
“Girl in the relationship.” At the look on Evan’s face Frost started roaring in laughter.
“TREVIN YOU ASS! Fine I’m returning your gift.” Trevin sobered up immediately.
“No! I’ll-I’ll-I’ll be your bitch anything but that!”
“I might just take you up on that.”
“Okay! Just don’t return please!” Evan gained a sadistic grin.
“Fine.” As Trevin started to celebrate Evan dropped the bomb.
“Frost meet your new bitch, merry Christmas! Ho-ho-ho!” And with that Evan shoved Trevin into Frost quite hard. With no effort Frost caught him.
“Hey wait a minuet!” But Evan and Thom were gone. Frost hadn’t realized but he was clutching Trevin to him with his enormous strength and the boy was starting to have trouble breathing. Frost let go of him when he realized what he was doing. Trevin gasped a little and started to walk away. Frost stared after him until Trevin glanced back.
“C’mon, I’m not gonna carry you.” Frost smiled brilliantly making Trevin’s heart fluttered a little. “What the fuck?” He thought and shrugged it off as Frost started to walk next to him. Frost started to admire Trevin’s profile. “He looks a bit pale and those shadows under his eyes…” Frost couldn’t help but be worried a little. He was a natural empath. Something was making Trevin breathe harder the emotions behind it were confused. Frost could feel a little irritation with infatuation mixed in as well. “Those emotions couldn’t be directed at me could they?” Frost had an anxiety disorder since he was a small child. He was constantly if not on the alpha level of his mind, conscious thinking level, then on the beta, unconscious thinking level, worrying about what peoples’ feelings ment of if they were directed at him or someone else. Frost had horrible anxiety attacks as a child and one was starting to come on now, he had to warn Trevin.
“Trevin.” Frost’s voice took on all seriousness and Trevin stopped walking sensing this was urgent. Trevin looked into Frost’s eyes suddenly aware they were very beautiful, one a deep forest green the other a deep sea blue. “This may sound odd and uncomfortable…” Frost’s breathing quickened. Step one: hyperventilation. “I am going to have an anxiety attack.” Trevin’s eyes widened.
“Do you need a nurse?” Frost shook his head.
“They’d think I was crazy. I need you.” Trevin waited so long to hear those words spoken with the actual emotion of raw need. “I need you to hold me near you, quite close. It may get uncomfortable-“ frost hesitated. “Maybe we should get Evan of Thom-“
“No. I can handle it.” Frost found the certainty in Trevin’s voice calming. Frost started to jitter and twitch. Step two: uncontrollable movements.
“I may ask you some uncomfortable questions I will seem to know everything about you. It is best to answer truthfully; I can tell when you’re lying. I go into a trance, almost opposite me. I have been told I am quite scary. I also can do some uncomfortable things, stop me. Oh shit! Here it comes.”
Frost’s body seemed to grow slightly taller. His hair faded to the black and gold. His eyes flicked open and a seductive smile was placed on his lips. Trevin’s own eyes widened at the transformation. Frost’s eyes had turned a ruby red and were glittering like blood from a pricked finger. Step three: Total transformation, switch to beta control complete.
“Trevin…” Trevin shivered. They boy’s voice was filled with so much sexual need. His voice was a goddamn aphrodisiac. Trevin grabbed the boy so no one else would be witness to the horror that was about to unfold. They both fell in to an unused classroom and locked the door. Trevin was holding the boy like Frost told him to. “Frost are you all right Frost?” Trevin asked. And groaned when a hand grabbed him in an inappropriate place. “Stop, Frost.” The man smirked in Trevin’s chest and looked up.
“Why? You are enjoying it immensely. I can smell it.” Trevin moaned.
“Stop.”
“I’m not Frost by the way, I’m Zephyr. His sub-conscious, the one who controls his anxiety.” Trevin glared at the boy.
“Let him go.”
“Kiss me.” Trevin glared.
“Let Frost go.”
“Kiss me, or would rather see this face?” A flash of Trevin’s dead brother Trace flashed onto Zephyr’s face.
“You bastard.”
“Don’t you love me?” Zephyr even sounded like Trace.
“After what you did to me? I can’t love a corpse.” Trace’s face vanished from Zephyr’s with his voice.
“Kiss me.”
“Let. Frost. Go.” Zephyr pouted looking impressively hot and seductive while doing it to.
“Kiss me and I might.
“No you will.” Zephyr smiled.
“I like guys like you. I’ll see you later… Trevin.” And with that Zephyr stole Trevin’s first kiss. Giving back Frost his body, Trevin felt the change instantly and yet Frost made no move to remove himself from the kiss. Trevin was content; they stayed like that for a while…

“And the pieces are set…”


TBC

How was that? I had major anxiety attacks when I was in middle school, though they were not around anyone. I would start talking to my self and yanking on my hair. And jittering as well. It wasn’t pleasant. It was usually when I fucked up in school or it all became too much.

That is what I based Frost’s on. The steps were all true except for the total transformation; it was the talking to myself in a trance.

And Trevin only loved his brother like a brother. They were just really close.

Next chapter:
Cautious

Ja ne!

Merry Christmas!