StepBrothers -Ianthony ~ (BoyXBoy) ~

Chapter 62

Anthony's POV

We gasped as we looked over, seeing footsteps leading towards us. Their was about 5'8 tall man who was keeping his eyes firmly on Ian.

It was Pj. I hated him so much, he had made Ian scared to death. I looked towards Ian to see that his eyes were wide and his skin was paler than it was before.

I quickly hugged his arms as I pressed his head towards my chest. "Hush baby, I won't let him lay a single finger on you." I whisper into his ear.

He let out shaky breaths as he looked over at me, giving me a small frown. "I-I'm scared." He shakily whispered back.

Soon enough, he was right in front of us, causing me to stand up and hold Ian close to my side. "Leave us alone." I said sternly. He only shook his head and gave us a devious smirk. "Us? I have no caring for you. Only the angel trembling under your arm." He said, snickering.

I widened my eyes as I hugged Ian tighter, feeling the shivers shake against my side. "Baby it's okay." I whisper to him.

The man shook his head and snickered. "You suck at trying to make him calm again." He laughed out, crossing his arms. I rolled my eyes as I stroked his hair. "You're a monster!" I heard Ian squeak out as I saw tiny tears rolling off the sides of his cheeks.

I quickly hugged him to my chest as I wiped away his small tears. Pj only stared at us and squinted. "Cherish him, he'll be gone before you know it." He had mumbled before running back into the woods.

I pulled away to quickly rub tears off of his cheeks. "It's okay, it's okay. The bad man is gone now." I whispered to him softly. He looked up at me with glossy eyes. "P-Please don't let him find us.. he would do terrible things to you. I can't bare to see you get hurt.." He whisper sadly.

I shook my head as I rubbed his cheeks warmly. "My love, I promise I will protect you with my heart. I would get hurt for you, any day of the week." I whisper as I lean down to kiss his forehead.

He blinked a couple tears away. "R-Really?" He asked softly. I nodded quickly. "Any second, minute, hour, day, week, month, year or even century. I will protect you with my life, forever." I mumbled as I pressed our foreheads together.

He nodded quickly as he opened his eyes to look up at me. "I-I love you." He whispered. I felt anger blow within me for some reason through those words. They enraged me. They made me think of how people could treat me, as a gay idiot.

I instantly shook my head and huffed, closing my eyes. "Yeah- love you too." I whispered as I struggled to avoid my gaze to fall back to Ian. He tilted his head as he stared up at me with adorable puppy dog eyes. "W-What's wrong?" He whispered, picking up my hand.

I shook my head as I took my hand back. "Nothing is wrong, nothing." I mumbled to myself as I closed my eyes tighlty. He looked down as he fiddled with his thumbs. "You don't seem alright.." He whispered, looking back up at me with even more cuter eyes.

I only closed my eyes and shook my head faster. "I'm fine. I'm alright. I am just dandy." I mumbled softly, exhaling slightly. "I am just perfect." I mumbled once more.

He quickly stood on his tippy toes as he cupped my cheeks. "Anthony please, what's wrong?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows, having dry tear stains on his cheeks. "You're fucking with my brain." I mumbled.

He slowly widened his eyes as he got back down on his feet. "I.. I'm what?" He asked shakily, keeping his eyes on me. "You are fucking with my brain." I mumbled angrily.

He only shook his head and let out shaky pants. "W-What do you mean?" He asked shakily. "I mean, you turned me gay." I mumbled softly. All I could hear left were soft wheezing noises.

I knew by then that Ian was having an asthma attack. But what I did was stupid, it was horrible, it was unloving.

I left him there.