Sheepskin Tearaway- Ianthony

~Chapter Four~

Thought I needed to update this one, and as you may have noticed I haven't updated "Teaching To Love" in a long time. I'm keeping it and I'll focus on it as soon as I finish "In Dorms." I can't just abandon my first child! Anyways, I'll update in dorms on Sunday. :D

Thank you for reading.

Ian just wanted a blanket, the blue blanket to exact. He wanted it badly since is the blanket Anthony wrapped him with his first night together.

But he had to climb in to a chair to reach it since it was very high on the top of the dresser.

So he did it, but he couldn't get off the chair with is hands holding the blanket, so he turned a bit and threw the blanket to the floor, Ian didn't noticed the red notebook resting very very lightly on the corner of the table, when he threw the blanket off, the blanked hit lightly the dresser table, making the red notebook fell. To Ian's luck, it felt open.

Ian cautiously placed the chair on it's place and pulled the blanked up. 
 

'The notebook from before. Better put it back...'  Ian thought, he bent over to pick it up, he was about to close it, and Ian's intentions never involved messing up with Anthony's stuff.

With the corner of the eye he read a couple of words, like "I couldn't.- thought.-... " to be exact.
But the next word was the one that made everything change, the one that made his heart race, that made cold sweat ran across his forehead, and also made his palms all sweaty. "Andy's.-"

"Andy's?" Ian thought, what about Andy. He wanted to know, he needed to know, he needed to keep reading. Andy had nothing to do with Anthony, nothing. So he did, Ian read the rest of the sentence.- "Andy's warm blood splashed my face. Stab! Stab after stab! But then again, Juls, it wasn't enough, so I took out my lighter and placed it just above the knife, for a good five minutes, even I could feel how hot it was. and then again, Oh Julian, the sensation was just like the first time, but not the last one-" Tears began to pour down Ian's face. What? This cant be happening, Anthony, Anthony did this? And then soon, Ian found himself reading the whole page. It was pretty heavy, lots of writing. He flicked through the oldest writings to the new ones. 

A three minute trip to the bedroom soon turned in to a 45 minute nightmare.

Anthony gasped in horror.

This was all wrong. First of all, Ian read Julian, no one should ever touch the red notebook ever.
Anthony thought for a second about that, he could let Ian read Julian, but the needed some time before that, so he was just a bit mad with him. But obviously he is letting that slip jut because he was in trouble now.

Ian's sick and disgusted face made him feel a pang on his chest.

Those tears.

That look.

"Baby I-" Anthony tried to reach for his baby love, as soon as Anthony lifted his arm, Ian flinched away, he tried to crawl away quickly.

Anthony just stared at Ian, trying to search for his stare. When they finally made eye contact, the look on Ian's pretty face, hurt, betray, and most important... Fear.