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Love Hurts Pt11 (Shaymien)

 Damien sat on the edge of his bed, in the bedroom he shared with Shayne; he had moved back in with Shayne a week ago. Ian and Shayne had gone to run errands, Damien had lied and said he wasn't feeling good and he stayed at the house. He sighed, as he rubbed his hands over his face, he began to think about his life and how out of control it was. He tried to be happy with Shayne and for the most part, their relationship was good and Shayne stayed away from alcohol. Then there were times Shayne was so hateful towards Damien; verbally and physically. He loved Shayne, so he continued lying to Ian denying any trouble between him and Shayne. Two weeks ago, he had almost been caught by Ian at the gym, when he saw a bruise on his arm from Shayne, but he lied and Ian dropped it. Damien wasn't sure how much more he could take before he had a complete breakdown. His thoughts were interrupted by Ian returning to the house alone, Damien put on a fake smile and went to the living room to greet him.

 "Hey, Ian." Damien said smiling. "Where's Shayne?"

 "He went to grab us all lunch, I finished everything I needed to do, so I got him to drop me off. How you feeling, you get any rest?" Ian asked smiling.

 "A little, I feel better though." Damien answered. "While you guys were gone Fields called me."

 "Oh, yeah, about what?"

 "Um, they're giving me a shot at a promotion." Damien answered smiling.

 "What? About damn time, that's awesome, dude! Congrats, D, you deserve it, man!" Ian replied happily, before he hugged him.

 As they hugged, Shayne returned and saw them, he instantly tensed. They pulled away and saw him, Damien knew he was pissed! Shayne put the bags he was carrying down and faking his smile spoke.

 "What's going on?" Shayne asked.

 "Damien just told me that Fields is giving him a shot at a promotion!" Ian announced proudly, as he patted Damien on the back.

 "Really? That's awesome, baby, congrats!" Shayne agreed.

 "This calls for a celebration!" Ian announced. "I'll go make a run to the store and pick up something special to celebrate with, there's got to be non-alcoholic shit, right? I'll be back in a few minutes." He added, before he left smiling.

 After Ian left, Shayne waited for a few seconds to make sure he was gone, before he began arguing with Damien about what happened.

 "Ian finds out before me?" Shayne yelled angrily.

 "It's not like that, Shayne, he was the first one back!" Damien explained.

 "Bullshit! You told him first because you're still screwing around with him!"

 "Shayne, I've never cheated on you, dammit! It was innocent, I swear!"

 "Stop lying to me!" Shayne yelled, as he hit Damien knocking him down onto the couch.

 "Touch him again, Shayne, and I swear I'll break your damn hands!"

 "Ian?" Shayne asked surprised, as he turned to face him.

 "I forgot my keys, and I'm glad I did!" Ian said angrily, as he went to Damien and checked on him. "What the hell is wrong with you, Topp?"

 "This doesn't concern you, Hecox!" Shayne answered angrily.

 "The hell it doesn't!" Ian yelled, as he got off of the couch and stood toe to toe with Shayne. "Are you drinking again, Shayne?"

 "No!" Shayne answered, as he turned and began walking away.

 "We're not done here, Topp! Not even close!" Ian said angrily, as he grabbed his arm stopping him from leaving. "I knew something was going on, I fucking knew it, dammit!"

 "That's right, Ian to the fucking rescue, saving your boy toy again, huh, Hecox?" Shayne yelled.

 "Boy toy? Damien and I haven't and never would sleep together! He loves your stupid ass, he'd never cheat on you! Why can't you get that through your damn head?" Ian yelled angrily.

 As they argued neither man noticed Damien get up and leave the house. After he left he began walking around. He was so confused and hurt, now that Ian knew he had been abused by Shayne, he was a victim again! He was so tired of being a damn victim! He wandered around, until he found a hotel, he checked his jacket pocket and found his wallet. He went inside and got a room, after getting the keys he headed to his room. After going inside, he locked the door and took his jacket off throwing it onto the bed. He then decided to have a shower, he went into the bathroom and turned the water on. He looked into the mirror and sighed, as he stared back at his reflection. Turning from the mirror angrily, he finally decided enough was enough, he was finished being a victim! He loved Shayne; he always would, but he was done being used as a punching bag by him!

 Later that night, Damien lay in bed on his back, his arms under his head, his phone on the nightstand. He had been ignoring both of his brother's calls and texts since they discovered he was missing four hours ago. He needed time alone to think, he wasn't ready to talk to either of his brothers after what happened. Suddenly, his phone went off again signaling he had a new text, sighing he picked it up and read the message.

 I- Damien, please call or text me and let me know you're okay! I'm worried, brother!

 Damien sighed again, but before he could even think of what he was going to do another text message came through.

 S- Baby, I'm so sorry! I'm worried about you, please call or text me and let me know you're okay! I love you, D!

 Damien knew he had to at least let them know he was okay and he didn't do anything stupid, so he texted Ian back.

 D- I'm fine, Ian, I'm safe.

 I- I was so worried when you disappeared and didn't return any of my calls or texts!

 D- Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you, Ian.

 I- Don't apologize, D, I'm just glad to know you're okay.

 D- I never said I was okay, I said I was safe.

 I- Damien, tell me where you are. I'll come to you, I don't think you should be alone.

 D- That's exactly what I want...need right now. I just need space to think alright, I'm not ready to talk.

 I- Okay, but call me if you need me.

 D- I will, Ian, thanks, man.

 I- I love you, Damien, I'll let him know you're okay.

 D- Thanks, and I love you too, brother.

 After sending that last text, Damien turned off his phone and put it back on the nightstand. He then rolled over onto his side and closed his eyes, the last thing that went through his mind as sleep took him over was that tomorrow he was no longer a victim!

TBC...