Hurts part 2

Chapter 8

Marlon pov

Adrian spent an hour with me in the hospital before the nurse told him to leave me, I felt happy that he immediately came to help me without questioning any of my actions. I wished he could've stayed longer, but he came the next morning to pick me up.

They brought me home and we sat there a bit to talk, my parents were shocked and happy I survived, after a while I went to my room with Adrian.

"Come here.", I said pulling him in my arms.

"I missed this. Will you tell me what they did to you last week?", he slowly started.

"Do I have to?"

"You promised, I can't know how you feel when you don't tell me, and you will feel better. Or did you tell your parents?"

"No, only about the fight."

"Okay, then.", he laid down.

"Well, one day they dunked me in the toilet a few times flushed and well.....one of them.....I just heard his belt and.....then felt the warm...", I felt how my voice broke and got shaky.

"Sh, it's okay.", he pulled me closer.

"Then in the shower, they came closer asked if I liked it.....and touched me.....very hard..it hurt.....I kicked and punched them.....one punched back and I bumped my head on the wall and fell down with a bleeding nose.", I felt my body shaking uncontrollably.

"It's okay, thanks for telling me. I'm here, we're alone, they can't hurt you here.", he hugged me as tight as he could, I felt myself relaxing.

"It's better, thanks.", I took a deep breath.

"If you don't want me to touch you, you have to tell me, okay?"

"No, it's okay, I like it, but please don't squeeze too much, it hurts like hell."

"I'll be careful.", he kissed my head.

We spend the day cuddling and talking, we just relaxed, it was a much-needed rest.

"Ads?"

"Yeah?"

"I got something for you."

"What is it?"

"A poem."

"I love your poems."

"In the night, the eternal dark,

there was a light, a tiny spark.

The love I found, I didn't know,

if it was true or just a show.

It can be pure hell or the long-wanted freedom,

but only for some.

I was in the dark, all alone and sad,

but then you came and showed me it isn't that bad."

"I love you too.", he hugged me.

"Kiss me.", I smiled.

"Sure?"

"Yes, I love you. And no bully can change that, maybe I deserved it, but I am happy with you."

"You didn't deserve it, but you deserve to be happy. And on Monday we show them who the boss is!"

"Deal, and now shut up and kiss me!"

He kissed me very gently pulling me closer, I was happy for the first time in weeks. He gently held me in his arms, and I realized I didn't want to give this up. I knew exactly what to do on Monday.