David;“What happened to him? ““Is he alright? ““Should we call 911? “I hear the questions and whispers, but I’m too weak to open my eyes. In case you don’t understand, I passed out. Sal didn’t stop or have mercy on me. When my legs couldn’t hold me up anymore, he carried me. I lost count of how many times I came. All I can remember is him cleaning me up, and scooping me into his arms when all I could see were stars.“Remember this feeling each time you try to forget where you belong. “He whispered in my ear, and it’s all that’s been ringing in my ear.I’m slung over his shoulder. Each time I open my eyes, I see the ground and feel myself dangling.“He was alright just a few minutes ago. Should we be worried? “I hear someone question, and my eyes begin to flutter shut as sleep beckons unto me with the promise of sweet recovery from all the delicious aches in my muscles. “He slipped and fell in the restroom. With some rest, he’d be fine. “I hear Sal lie, and that’s the last thing I
David:Sal was right. The drug did work. The pain isn't completely gone, but at least, now it’s minimal. My body is no longer protesting against every movement, and I no longer feel like a sack of aching muscles.I get down from the car, and I’m met by a beautiful, natural space. Trees, grasses, the clear blue sky, and a lake in the distance. It doesn’t like anyone has been here recently. I take a deep breath, and the clean, unpolluted air sends sweet shivers down my spine. In the distance, I can see Sal swimming in the water. I tilt my head as I stare, and a small smile forms on my lips. This man is one big puzzle but every new part I manage to figure out ends up feeling like a sweet reward.I slowly walk over to the pier, and take a seat as I watch him swim about. He stops when he sees me, and I smile at him.“I was wondering when you’d come out. “He says, and I shrug, and I let the peaceful environment pull my senses into a soothing calm.“I was waiting for the drug to take effect
David;“What do… What do you mean you- “He begins, and I smile at him. I take my hand up to the scar on his left cheek, and run my thumb over it, as my heart yearns to make him understand just how much I love him.“I knew you before you got this scar. “I say as I look into his eyes and watch his pupils tremble with disbelief.“I knew you before you grew your hair out… “I whisper as I run my fingers through his wet hair, and I watch him swallow.“I knew you before you got your tattoos… “I say as I trail my finger down his left arm, and I hear his breathing become heavy.“I knew you before you became the most dangerous man In Florida. I knew you when your father was the one who held that title. I knew you when you were just Desmond, and I loved you. I loved you then, and now. Vicious as you may be. Troubled as you may be. “I say as I press myself against him, and he doesn’t break eye contact with me. “I still love you. ““You may be a storm, but I’ll gladly lose my wings in your chaos. I
Salvatore;I stare down at David as he groans in his sleep and wraps his arm around me tighter. My fingers gently stroke his hair, and his words flood my mind._Yes. I know you’re Desmond. I’ve known for a while now, and I love you as both people. Salvatore, and Desmond. What makes you think I’d leave the man I fell in love with twice? What makes you think I’d want him to let go of me? “_I let out a breath and run my fingers over my face. He knows. For how long has he known? How did he find out? I was careful. So how?He seems to have truly fallen in love with me…I groan as I massage my temples. What do I do now?He soon moves a leg over mine, and a small smile splits my face. But I wipe it off as the severity of the situation dawns on me. I’m such a fool. I vow to keep him safe, and the next minutes, I all curled up in his embrace. How can I keep him safe if I can’t even keep him away? I need a drink. I gently move him off me, throw on a robe, grab my phone, and walk out of the ro
David;“You’re not a baby, David.“ Sal suddenly scolds me as he grabs my hand, and I stare at him in confusion as he pulls me back towards the room.“If you don’t take good care of yourself, you’ll fall sick! “He scolds as the door slams shut behind us, and he keeps pulling me towards the bed.I just told him I caught a cold. Why is he so angry?“I- “I try to speak, but he cuts me off. “You were in the water for so long, and you didn’t drink or wear anything warm when we got back. Didn’t you think you’d catch a cold? “He says as he makes me sit on the bed, and I blink at him in confusion.“It’s just a small cold. It’s not serious… “I say in a bid to lighten the situation, but he only glares at me.“There’s nothing small about your well-being! “He scolds, and I don’t know if to blush or be worried.“Sal? Are you- Is everything okay? “I question, and he sighs as he looks at me. “I may not always be here to look after you, David. You have to learn to take care of yourself. “He says, an
David;I listen as Sal’s footsteps pull away from the room, and once I’m sure he’s gone, I turn to my phone on the bedside table. While coming here, the other day, I had a sinking suspicion that he bugged my phone. Now that I think about it, every time I was on a call with Vanessa, there were always echoes in the background. Like… Someone else was listening. I won’t be surprised if he bugged my phone. He’s quite distrusting. Besides, his line of work has shown that he needs to be very careful of the people around him.If I’m right, I won’t judge him, or be mad. Especially not when I’m about to spy on him too. He’s worried about something. And now he has a mysterious guest coming over at this time of night. Sal mostly keeps me out of his dirty business. But something is bothering him, and I can’t just sit on my hands.I sit on the bed and pick up my phone. I open its browser, and after a few minutes, I find it. The mirroring bug Sal got installed into my phone. This man has no idea th
David;“God, please… Please don’t do this to me, I beg you…“The desperate words escape my lips as I wave through the traffic. I wipe my eyes with the back of my hands as my vision blurs with tears.I’ve lost so much, I can’t lose any more. I can’t… I can’t lose her. She means too much to me. She is the only family I have left. She’s my baby sister. I can not lose her. I can’t!I speed into the parking lot, and after parking the car rather roughly, I rush into the building. The receptionist tries to stop me, but I know where I’m going. I dash for the elevator, but it’s full, while the other is out of service.I can’t wait. I don’t know how much time I’ve lost, I don’t know if Vanessa is okay or not, and I can’t just stand here, waiting for the elevator.Following the signs hanging from the ceiling, I run to the stairs. Without stopping to think it through, I begin to rush up the fleet of stairs. I stumble and fall, my side slamming into the edge of the stairs, and blinding pain shoo
David;I walk out of the hospital, and I’m welcomed by the night’s cold breeze. I don’t even know what time it is, but I know it’s late.I didn’t tell Sal where I was going, or when I left, and my phone is dead. But he’d somehow be able to know I was here, right?I hope he’s not too mad. He must have tried calling me… or maybe he’s still just with his uncle and doesn’t know I stepped out. Maybe I’ll be able to get back home before he has a chance to be mad.I walk to the car park, searching my pockets for the key, but I stop dead in my tracks when I get to the car.My brows knit as I stare at the two flat tires and I remain frozen for a few seconds.“Oh, come on!”I rush to the other side, and the two tyres on that side are flat too.How!? Why!? Did someone do this out of anger because I parked badly??How the fuck am I to get all the way to the island tonight, without the car??I don’t even have any money on me.“Fuck! “I tell in annoyance as I kick the tyre.Even if I had some mo
Lucas;“I shouldn’t have brought this to you. It’s stupid talk.” He says as he tries to walk away, but I grab his arm to stop him from leaving. This makes him turn to me with confusion on his face.“It’s not stupid talk if you believe it,” I whisper to him, and I see a tear drop slide down his face.He stares at me in silence, and I smile at him. My heart broke at the silence in his eyes.“Talk to me. You know I’ll listen.” I speak softly, and he blinks at me. His breath… shaky as I see him melt into the trust he has for me.A trust I appreciate way more than he knows.“If you need me to just listen, I’ll do just that. If you want my opinion, I’ll give it. Whatever you want. You should know by now that you mean more to me than the facade of invisibility you put up in front of everyone else. Let me see your scars. I won’t mock them. I won’t judge them.” I add, and he swallows.I let go of his hand and step aside. Allowing him room to move to my bed. I let out a relieved breath as he wa
Lucas;I stare at him as his laughter grows, but he doesn’t let go of my leg. I want to be mad at him for barging in like that. For scaring me, and most importantly, for finding out my secret. I’ve known how to knit since I was a little boy. I got bullied for it in elementary school. In high school, when guys found out I could knit, coupled with the fact that I’m bi, it was hell. The bullying was insane, and since then, I’ve kept it a secret. I couldn’t even tell Sal because I found it embarrassing. And it looks like I was right to. He’s laughing so hard, he can’t stop. And still, my stupid love struck ass can’t bring myself to be mad at him for it. How can I get mad when he looks so bright, laughing like this… Even if it’s at the expense of my feelings.Seeing as I can’t break free from his grip, I sit on the floor in front of him. My confidence crumbling with every laugh. “I need that…” He laughs, and I hug my knees to my chest as I stare at him.“It’s that bad, huh?” I question
Salvatore;I tried getting David to talk to me once he got into the bathroom, but he ignored me. And to be honest, I deserve it. I know a lot will change if I just tell him I love him, but how much will really change is what I have no control over. I know it’s pathetic, but despite not being a spiritual or religious person, Dimitri was right. There is a pattern. Everyone I’ve ever said ‘I love you’ to ends up dead.”Dimitri may seem alive, but he’s dead too. His heart… the good in him… joy… It’s all dead. Sofie was my best friend. I told her constantly how much I loved her and our friendship, and… what happened? Then my family… Lucas and David are probably still alive because I haven’t told them those words yet. I know I’m a coward. A fucking cunt for doing this, but I’m scared. I’m scared of loving David. I don’t want to lose him. He might end up hating me, and it would kill me, but… I don’t want to see him dead. I don’t want any harm to happen to him. If I lose him, then… if
David;I arch my back off the bed when he wraps his tongue around my tip, and I watch as he sucks my full length into his mouth. The feeling of his warm mouth around my dick sends all the cold I previously felt evaporating from my body, and sends sweet warmth and shivers to the roots of every single nerve in my body."Fuck... "I cuss as I grab the bed sheet.My toes curl as he begins to wrap and work his tongue around my length, but I almost lose it when he swallows me, and I feel his throat wrap around my dick."Oh, shit... "I cuss as I bite my lower lip.I feel my soul threaten to leave my body as he sucks me like his intention is to suck every voice of reason from my head... And it seems to be working. This isn't just a blow job. No. He is making love to my dick... With his mouth.Goosebumps rise along my skin when he moves down to my balls, and unable to stop myself, I bury my fingers in his silky, long hair. I struggle to hold back as he keeps swallowing my full length. Allowing
Salvatore;It’s late. I got home late. I couldn’t leave Uncle Aldo or Lucas till we were sure he was fine. But now I’m home. Home and eager to see just one person. I barge into my room, and I feel relief explode inside me when I see him. He’s sitting on the bed, covered by the duvet, and has a sketch book in his lap.“Sal?” He questions as I walk into the room and shut the door. “Are you… Are you drunk?” He questions, and I nod at first, but then shake my head in denial.“No. I just had a couple drinks.” I reply as I stagger, and he immediately throws the duvet and sketch book aside before rushing over to me.“And you drove home like this!?” He questions as he takes my hands and starts inspecting my body as if expecting to find an injury from driving drunk.“I’m not drunk…” I slur, and he gives me a look.“Yes, you are. I can’t believe you can be this irresponsible. What if something-” Be begins, but before he can finish, I can’t take the worry in his voice. I need to shut it out —
Salvatore;I watch him clean the edge of his lower lip before chuckling. “You’re still as feisty as always.” He says, and I glare at him in silence.“Your cousin is in the sixth room on the right. Hopefully, he hasn’t bled to death.” He adds, pointing in the direction he came from earlier, and I cast him one last hate-filled look before walking in the direction he pointed. However, the words he speaks next causes motion to leave my legs. “You haven’t seen the pattern, have you?”I turn to him, and he smirks as he spreads himself lackadaisically on the floor.“Everyone who has ever said they love you… Everyone you’ve ever said ‘I love you’ to… They’re all dead.” He adds, and I feel my heart drop into my stomach. “And it will stay that way. It has to, Sal.” He continues, and I swallow before returning around and walking towards the corridor. Deciding to ignore him. To act like those words didn’t just ignite the fear already bubbling in my guts.“I promise to make you feel what it’s l
Salvatore;I walk into the abandoned, dusty building, and I can feel eyes on me. As usual, Dimitri didn’t walk alone. He never does. He always has at least two capable snipers stationed wherever he is. He’s always been a coward. I know I ought to be careful with him, but I also know he doesn’t intend to kill me. That has never been his mission. His aim all along has been to hurt me. To break me and get under my skin. And I must say he was failing woefully at doing all that till David got involved in the mix.“Dimitri!” I yell, and my voice bounces off the walls and corners of this place. Echoing so far, I can tell just how empty this place is.Through one of the incomplete walls, I look up at the sky and sigh. “Lucas!” I yell, hoping that he can give me a hint of where he is. “Dimitri, get the fuck out here!” I yell, and finally, I hear movement. Debris crunching under someone’s steps. I turn around and find Dimitri walking over to me with a cigar in his mouth. He smirks on seeing
David;Lucas blinks at me in silence for a few seconds. He opens his mouth to say something, but then he falls silent. He tilts his head and smiles at me, and my heart skips a beat at how warm and unjudgmental the smile is.“Some wounds are important. Think of it like kintsugi… It’s better than boring old ceramic, isn’t it?” He says, and I blink at him.“Besides, a romance novel without ups and downs will make for a very boring read, don’t you think?” He adds, and I look away. I don’t want to be Kintsugi or in some dramatic romance novel. I just want to love and be loved. I want to be seen and appreciated. I do not want to be seen as a nobody. I want to be loved, respected, and cherished. I don’t want to have to guess if I’m loved or not. I want to be understood. I want clear, easy-to-see love. “Let’s do something fun.” Lucas then says, and I turn to him. “Do you do archery?” He questions as he stands up, and I blink at him.“No…” I reply, and a big grin forms on his face.“Awesom
Salvatore;“Stop!” I turn to David, and he stands up with his eyes fixed on me. “You’re going to Dimitri, aren’t you?” He questions, and I raise a brow. “I’m going to get my cousin,” I reply, and he shrugs.“Fine. I’ll come along.” He says, and my head dips in amusement as I stare at him.“What nonsense are you saying? I’m letting you come with me.” I rant, and he takes a defiant breath.“Why? He said you should come, and you’ll just up and leave? What if it’s a trap? What if he wants to hurt you? Do you trust him so much that you’ll just go to him with no guards or security??” He questions, and every emotion in his voice slices through me.Anger.Hurt.Insecurity…And Jealousy.Lucas looks up at me, and I swallow. I don’t have time to waste, but I also can not take David with me.“I do not trust him. But I trust myself. He can’t hurt a hair on me.” I try to assure him, and he scoffs. “That’s not enough. I’m not letting you go to him!” He yells, and I see tears begin to rim his eye