I can't say your name

Cap. 7

The agents were already looking for him and he knew that. He didn't return home that night, it was too risky. Fortunately, he had already found another apartment in which he could spend the night. He had asked Brett to move some of his stuff in there while he was "working a second job to pay the apartment": some underwear, a few clothes, bath necessities and his computer.

He'd also invited Brett to spend the night with him. Brett was sitting in front of the door with a bottle and a take away bag in his hands.

Brett: "Hey man!"

Eddy: "Hey Brett! How long have you been waiting for me?"

Brett: "About an hour I guess"

Eddy: "Ohf...I'm sorry, I thought I would have finished a lot earlier!"

Brett: "No worries man...wait, you're bleeding!"

Said Brett standing up to reach for Eddy.

Eddy: "Oh don't worry it's nothing"

Brett: "Your fucking jeans are torn apart Eddy!"

Eddy: "So? It's still a little wound, don't worry!"

Brett: "Come on let's go inside and properly fix this!"

He said, pulling the taller man into the building. He made Eddy sit on one chair and fetched the emergency kit. He opened it and took out a pair of gloves. Then he tore the jeans' leg apart and stripped it away to take a better look at the wound.

Brett: "Who's the animal that made you this sewing?"

Eddy: "A colleague..."

Brett: "I get that you have to work at another job to afford this apartment but if this is what you have to deal with, I'll lend you some money bro!"

Eddy: "Don't worry, hurting yourself has some privileges, like medical insurance. I'm finished with this work, and...yeah I probably did the sewing myself, so it's more money if I start a legal cause!"

What a bad excuse, and to the man who could read him with closed eyes.

Brett: "Oh...well I still have to redo this job Mr. Surgery-man"

With this he stuck a syringe into Eddy's leg and the limb went numb. Then he cut the stitches with a pair of sterilized scissors. He cleaned the wound and disinfected it. With a needle he started sewing it again with much care. His little fingers made perfects stitches and the concentration in his eyes was magnetic. Eddy found himself staring at him from his seat and contemplating his friend's beautiful features. If only he hadn't been in this mess, he would have grabbed his face with both of his hands and kissed him passionately till they both forgot their names and touched his little perfect body, making him scream in pleasure...

Brett: "Done!"

Eddy shook his head and came back to reality

Eddy: "Thank you man, love you"

Brett: "Yeah love you too...if you are struggling with the money, my offer is still available"

Eddy: "Told you I'll get lots of money from this"

He said pointing to the well-fixed wound. Brett eyed him suspiciously and crossed his arms on his chest

Brett: "Eddy..."

Eddy was a good actor, but Brett was the person that knew him more than anyone else

Eddy: "*Sigh*...I swear money is not a problem Brett, I had enough money from my orchestra job but I wanted to round up a bit since I decided to move here, but after this I guess I'm gonna look for another job"