THERE'S NO LIVING IN MY LIFE ANYMORE

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- I'm not the kind of man for you, Tarek -he spurted out out of the blue one evening while he watched him working with the wood.

Tarek looked at him from the corner of his eye while he polished a box. He gave him half smile not paying attention to the sentence. Lately he said those kind of things.

- Really? Am I not? I've always thought quite the opposite.

- I thought I could ignore that humming all the time in my brain. But I think it's time to pay it attention.

- Do you hear voices? -he raised an eyebrow staring back at him, mockingly.

- High and clear. And besides, they are right so...

He got it. He left his polished task. He switched off the sanding machine and left in lying over the wood turning to him with his arms folded.

- Keep on with your task, darling. I don't want distracting you.

- Too late. What are you talking about?

- I was just thinking out loud. I thought about my deterioration and sometimes I can't stand you devote your life to me. Look at you, the most independent person in the world this way.

- This way? How? Having the privilege of loving and taking care of the most impressive man over the surface of the earth? I think everybody envies me. Most of all your fanatic fans.

- We didn't even have sex since months. If they only knew... -he rolled his eyes.

- Don't worry about the fucking sex.

- Yes, I do. I can't tell you, "Go and get laid" because I would die of jealousy. You know me. But it doesn't mean I keep regarding your situation as unfair.

- Please, Enzo. You are my husband. You are the only thing I care about. If there wasn't your grand and beautiful dick I would love you just the same.

- Enzo il castrati. Interesting.

- I don't know where you're headed. Tell me anything.

- Why don't you go out oftener? You know, with your friends. You shouldn't neglect your friends. Go and have a drink tonight. Clear your head a bit.

- What's the big idea?

- No big idea. I just want you start to find your way without me.

- Don't be an asshole. I only know one way, your healing.

- What if I'm not healing?

Enzo fixed his eyes on him. They expressed so many things that Tarek barely could lock his eyes. He felt a lump on his throat just then. He didn't know at what extent his husband's thoughts were gloomy. Enzo didn't find the right moment to tell him he wanted to stop his medication.

- Are you gonna be the Efseryan widow all your life?

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- Are you gonna be the Efseryan widow all your life?

- That's my own business.

Enzo watched him from head to toe. He was so precious for him, so beautiful in all the word extension he didn't gather enough courage to talk about his dark intentions. Actually, he spent three days not taking his medication.

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