Breaking Restrictions.

Plot 6: The Truth Demean's The Faith.

~Nathan~

My eyes opened to a crying woman before me, and I admit I felt horrible when I saw Mom. Her nose as all red and tender as was her eyes from the repetition of wiping with a tissue, and her body trembled. The last time I saw her this bad was when Dad had finally admitted to cheating on her, and left that night without another word.

"Mom," I croaked out, and she gasped.

"Don't speak honey, not yet! Here, drink some water!" She shoved a straw in my mouth, and I drank abruptly.

"Nate." My eyes moved to the girl behind Mom, and I smiled when I saw Moarte. I sat up, and her eyes filled with water.

"You didn't tell them, right?" She shook her head, and I sighed looking down.

"Who is she Nathan?" A deep voice came from behind me that sent chills up my spine. It was not a friendly voice by all means.

I was nearing hyperventilation, I don't know why my father scared me so much, but he did. He scared me so much to the point that I jumped up and ran out of that room with Moarte following me. We raced into my room, I threw in some jeans and a t-shirt then my tennis saying, "Okay, okay! I'll be alright! He's just at my school-again. With no warning. No notice of head meant."

"Nathan what is going on?" Moarte asked worried, but before I could answer, my door opened wide with him standing in the doorway. I trembled and pushed myself to the ground, hiding under the desk with my face hiding between my knees.

"Dear God, what the hell did you do to the man?!" Tony asked, staring at the scene in shock. He stood up standing in my father's way to me while Moarte was desperate to calm me down. The boy who had beat up two guys at once. The boy who didn't fear nothing, or to speak his mind. The boy that managed to get her.

"I'll be good!" I cried, rocking myself back and forth. "I didn't tell Ma! I didn't! I'll be good! I'll-be-go-" then I sobbed like a child all over again. Just like I had that night, I feared my Dad because if that, and Mom knew it. It only made sense why she pushed Dad out of the way, pushed the desk away, not caring about the lamp falling and breaking, and grabbed me rocking me.

"GET OUT OF HERE NELSON! NOW!" Mom hollered at him, and I knew she must of felt neglected when I felt Moarte put her hand on my back, and I turned from Mom to her, holding her tightly as if she was my teddy bear, and I was the kid who just had a nightmare. She was skeptical at first, but eventually petted my head, and held me tightly saying, "Shhhh, it's okay Nate. It's okay, he's gone. He's gone. I won't let him get to you, and Tony's gonna help. It's okay."

I don't know what happened after that, I just remember waking up in the nurses room again that held all the beds. I looked down seeing that I was tied down to the bed, and I felt my heart start to race again, but I forced myself to stay calm. Panicking would get me no where.

"Hey," my eyes looked over Moarte walking towards me, and I sighed. I looked away in shame, and I felt that lump in my throat.

"I'm sorry you had to see that. I-uhh, as you can see I don't have a good relationship with my Dad. I'm pretty sure that was way to personal information to get an entire experience of on the first week of us dating. With that said, if you want to dump me, I wouldn't blame y-"

"Do you really think of me that shallow Nathan? I can't be scared off that easily, I've been threw my own share of insanity, why do you think I dress like this? It's not an act, it's me. I wasn't lying when I said I'm half black, I wasn't talking about race, I was talking about the actual color. Your gray Nate, you still have light. I have nothing. Your the only good that's came, you can't scare me away. I've seen everything." Moarte kissed me deeply as she started undoing the belts that kept me still, and I grabbed her pulling her down under me. She stared at me with those gorgeous genuine blue eyes, and I didn't want to have sex with her this time. I wanted to make true passionate love, soft, slow, painless love that wasn't meant for pleasure. It was meant for compassion, strength, the chain between each other to only get thicker, until we were inseparable. And that's exactly what we did.