ENZO EFSERYAN(FREDDIE MERCURY) IS A PROMISING MOVIE ACTOR WHO IS AT A CROSSROADS IN LIFE WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND PAULINE AMOS (MARY AUSTIN). APPARENTLY THE END OF IT ALL, IT WILL BE JUST THE BEGINNING OF A NEW LIFE FOR THE ACTOR.
MY PARTICULAR HOMAGE TO...
They had chosen to keep sleeping in separated rooms to rest some better in the face of what lay ahead, but in the middle of the night Enzo appeared in the pink room. Just like a child looking for his parent's bed in the middle of a nightmare.
- Fuck Enzo. What a fright. What's wrong?
- Sorry. Can I sleep with you?
Tarek opened up the duvet for him and Enzo jumped into it. He touched his forehead instinctively, he did it all the time. It was important being free of any kind of infection before the surgery. But his skin was soaked and cold.
- Another nightmare? -Tarek asked tucking him in.
- Sort of -he laid with his back to him, almost in fetal position.
Being so near him, he felt instantly comforted and the fright with which he used to wake up, it vanished. Their relationship before this surgery could turn into a success or a failure, had changed dramatically. Sometimes love proved to be not enough. They had been through a divorce and numerous crisis, wounds healed and wounds not healed but Tarek's altruist act couldn't compare to anything. He would always feel eternally thankful to his daring act. If everything worked out fine... God, he wouldn't thank him enough. It would be like becoming his emotional slave.
- Do you want to talk about it?
- Hmmmm... I can't remember it quite well. No, love. I don't want to...
- Ok. Sweet dreams, my dear -he whispered kissing the back of his neck.
- Do you have something else to confess before it's too late? -Enzo asked turning around slowly on bed and looking at him.
- Too late? -he asked curious.
Tarek put his palm over his recently shaved cheek. Then he brushed with his thumb the place where he wore his adored moustache. He had to shave it. He touched his plump and nice lips so visible while Enzo pursed them deliciously, kissing his fingers. Tarek followed along his jaw till caressing the area behind his ear. It looked like he wanted to memorize him wholly before spending quite a few days without meeting. Or all the eternity...
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Tarek was very aware of all the risks he ran being living donor. The chief of surgery had explained to him in detail, not sparing anything. It was the first time one seropositive was going to donate a liver to an other seropositive recipient, and one of them was world wide famous. It was understood till the last moment the surgery was on a tightrope.
They had all against. Being pioneers in this kind of transplant both surgeries were going to be experimental and besides, the recipient, Enzo, wasn't the picture of health. That's why they were submitted to a harder examination before giving the green light to the transplant.
They should analyze closely everything. Not only because its characteristic but also because the circumstances he was driven to make the choice of donate his organ. The separate interviews used to be decisive to decide a Yes or a No. Once Tarek's physical examinations were successful things didn't finish. Despite being seropositive he was enough healthy to stand such a complex and long surgery and his liver size was funnily enough just the same as Enzo's. Not a millimeter beyond.
