swords men

all my fault

Signing, tharn was in types room late at night, to have his arms wrapped about himself to be pacing back and forth to be in full anger mood, tharn came through types window to find an empty room to then go through the house to find the same, tharn couldn't find him any where and he was not answering his phone.
Tharn then stopped pacing to turn his head to look to his clock that read 11pm, to grit his teeth.
Where ever you are type..... When I see you tomorrow, I am going to.....
Tharn then snapped his head to the side to see the door slowly open to start to step towards it.
What the hell have you've.....
Tharn then stopped to widen his eyes to part his lips to breathe heavily, type came slowly in to breathe hard to be slump over a bit for his right arm to be down, blood over following down ward staining the floor, to eye over tharn in a daze, he also was roughed up from head to toe, his clothes were ripped at places.
Type took in a very deep breathe to take one step forward to then fall to his face.
Tharn then ran to him to turn him over to then move his body so he could slam the door, to place type over his one leg to then hit his face gently has he eyed down.
"Type, type!"
Type groaned to turn his head towards tharns body to then be rendered unconscious. Tharn place his hand to his head to turn it to eye over him to then peer his eyes down to that arm, tharn signed to then pick type up bridal style to turn with him to take him to the bed, type laid his head to tharns body, to then be laid to the bed, for tharn to move the arm out to eye it over, he then placed it down to go to types bathroom to make a bit of a mess has he frantically looked for things to treat his wound.
Tharn then went back to sit to the edge to clean his wound to shake his head, type had three long gatches into his skin, tharn then got the equipment to be able to stitch type up to then clean his wound further to then wrap it, tharn then cleaned up after to go about to lay to the other side, to his side with his head to his hand to watch type sleep.
What happened to you? Why are you all like that?
Tharn signed to keep his eyes to type to be very confused why he cared, he just wanted to use type to make his pain go away, he couldn't understand why he helped him.
Tharn made a face to roll his eyes to move closer to place his arm over types body to then accidently nod off to be left in confusion.
A few hours later, type furrowed his brow shakily to then slowly open his eyes to dart them about, he was very hungry and thirsty.
Type groaned has he felt a lot of pain to his arm to then peer his eyes down has he felt a weight to raise an eye brow to slowly turn his head to widen his eyes, tharn was there and asleep.
What the....... How is he.....
Type then accidently moved his right arm to the wince very loudly, tharn moved up to eye about to draw his sword that was to his hip to then settle down to then look to type who eyed him a bit confused, tharn then placed back in his sword, to place his hands behind himself to eye over type.
Type signed to then move his injured arm over his body to then eye down.
"Why.....mmm..... Why are you.....oh....." Type croaked at the realization.
Tharn looked over type to then turn his head to look forward.
"That can..... Wait...... How did that happen?"
Type signed and hard, he then tried to get up to then be pushed down to eye up has tharn looked him over.
"What is it you need?"
"Food....... Water......"
Tharn looked him up and down. He then got up to head to the door.
"Get up without me, there will be hell to pay."
Type looked after tharn confused by that to watch him leave to then shrug to slowly and painfully move up to place his body to the head board to look down at his wrapped arm to be highly confused, he then tapped the wrapping to turn his head to look to the door.
Did he......
Type looked back down to smile a bit. He then twitched has a memory flashed about that room, it was the torture chamber and type knew it well.
Before type could really think and relive what he went through he turned his head to see tharn come in with food and water to be breathing hard, tharn turned to close and lock the door to then go to type to set down the tray for type to use his left arm to gather the food to eat and quick to then eat the candy tharn brought, tharn knew with that blood loss he needed the sugar, type then lifted his head back a bit to drink all the water has he was very thirsty, tharn watched over him to then eye his right arm to place a finger to it to tap.
Type moved the cup down to eye that action.
Tharn continued to stare at it.
"How...... Did...... This..... Happen." He said with each tap.
Type gritted his teeth has he remembered.
"My dad."
Tharn slowly looked up.
"Why?"
Type signed to peer his eyes down.
"Bad things happened to him, he thought I was pranking him, he....... Sliced my arm for each......"
Tharns eyes widened.
"He....... Did......"
Tharns whole body quivered to then turn to eye forward to place a hand to his sword to be pissed.
Type looked over him confused with his deaminor.
"What's wrong with you?"
Tharn made a very hard and puckered face.
"This...... Is my fault...."
Type darted his eyes over tharn to be confused to then have it click to raise an eye brow.
"You...... Did those things to my father?"
"When we were younger, nothing happened, I didn't think......"
Type made a real hard face to then eye down to move his injured arm to his body to gulp.
Tharn....... Did that to my dad because he messed up my alter...... He said he would do something...... Tharn did those things..... For me?
Types eyes started to widened to turn his head slowly to use his left hand to take the tray to place it to his side table to then place that hand to his neck to turn tharns head to look over him with lust, tharn looked over him confused.
"Type?"
"Take away my pain."
Before tharn could object type pressed his mouth to his to use his tongue to open his mouth to then slowly take him down to have his heart beat wildly in his chest.