"Brad was lying on the bathroom floor, cold, pale and dead. His eyes were widely opened and his mouth looks like it's still gasping for air as red liquid drops from within. Blood... Blood all over his body, the little boy is soaking on an ocean of blood. Tristan bangs the door hard, trying to open it. "BRAD!!! LOVE?!! PLEASE OPEN UP!!!" Tristan knocks harder, he could feel blood on his knuckles caused by too much force. He stepped back few steps away and attacked the door with his skinny shoulders. The door was wrecked and the image of dead Brad filled the taller boy's eyes."
Tristan woke up panting with beads of sweat streaming down on his paper white skin. "Brad?!!!!" The tall blonde scanned his boyfriend's room, trying to find the little one. Tristan and Brad took a nap together, wrapping arms in each other. The curly boy woke up early and took his eight medicines on the kitchen, that's why Tristan was left alone in the room. It's sunset, the orange sunrays bleed throught Brad's window. Tristan sat on the edge of the bed, still panting and trying to forget the dead image of Brad he just dreamt of. The tall boy faced the door of Brad's bathroom. Tristan stood up and went closer to it. His mind is fighting over opening the door, finding out if Brad is inside the bathroom, cold, pale and dead or just wait in vain for Brad to hopefully come in alive on his room. He can't do it. Tristan's too afraid to open the door, instead he went back to the curly's small bed and sat at the edge of it. The curly boy opened the door, letting his small figure in. Tristan immediately ran and hugged his boyfriend. "Brad! OH MY GOD THANK GOD!" The tall boy wrapped his arms tight around Brad. He pulled out and cupped his boyfriend's face. "Oh my god thank god you're alive!!!" The tall boy smiles in relief. "I love you, I love you and I love you! " Tristan kissed Brad's forhead, nose and lips. The small one was surprised, his eyes widened when the blonde's lips crashed into his. Tristan kissed him on the lips for the first time ever. The blonde hugged his boyfriend again, this time he's not letting go. He doesn't want to lose his boyfriend. Brad hugged Tristan back for a few seconds and pulled his arms out. His brows wrinkled in confusion "Ofcourse I am alive Tris! Why wouldn't I be? I love you too Tristan! But why do you look so terrified? Is everything okay love?" Brad said, grabbing the taller boy's wrists leading him to the side of the bed. "I had a dream Brad... A very bad dream. I was so terrified it might come true. I can't lose you Brad, I don't know what I'm gonna do if you disappeared" Tristan explains as he holds his boyfriend's soft hands. "Why? What dream was it Tris?" The asked. "You were on the bathroom floor... Lifeless and soaking in blood, so much blood. I can't lose you Brad. You mean the whole world to me. I love you so much" Tristan shed a tear as he explained to his boyfriend. Brad face went blank and stared into the air. "I was so terrified it might come true" those words marked on Brad's mind. The fact that his boyfriend dreamt about him soaking in blood on the bathroom floor made his mind fuck, it came true before his boyfriend even dreamt of it. It has happened to him before when Tristan asked him out on their first date. "Hey, you okay?" Tristan asked, intertwining his hands to the curly. "Yeah yeah sorry Tris..." Brad replied. He faced Tristan and held his hands "Tris hey, look at me. You're not gonna lose me okay? I'm perfectly fine love, there's nothing to be afraid of. Okay? I love you too and I promise I'm fine" The curly kisses Tris' hands, assuring him that he's fine, although he's not. He knew that this is the only way to keep Tristan away from his battle from cancer. Brad doesn't want him to find out about it yet, there's always a perfect time. The curly smiles with the guilt on his face, lying to Tristan for the first time feels like his heart is being punctured by a thousands of needles. He kissed Tristan on his jaw and grabbed his hands "It's dinner time... do you want to eat dinner? Mum made chicken tikka masala your fav!" Tristan nods in excitement as the two make their way to the kitchen. The next morning, Tristan woke up early to do his morning jog on the nearby park. Despite the fact that it's snowing and he's skinny, Tristan still wants to be fit. A familiar small boy is sitting on the park bench covered with his Aeropostale black hoodie.
Connor
Good thing I saw Evans today in the park, it's a shock that he's jogging although its snowing today. Why the fuck does he do cardio? He's already skinny. Anyway, I saw him catch his breath near the water fountain. I'm sitting on a wooden bench infront of it. "YO!" I walked towards the blond and gave him a little tickle on the back, making him jump in startle. "You almost fucking gave me a heart attack!" the tall blonde exclaims. "Okay okay sorry! Hey is Brad your boyfriend already?" I asked. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Yes Connor. He's my boyfriend now... And I gotta say, he's the best thing that has ever happened to me" his face started to calm down he put his arms inside his pocket. He walked towards the bench where I was sitting. Tristan sat on the bench and I sat besides him. "All thanks to you Connor... You woke up my feelings for Brad" the blonde added. I smiled at him and looked into his eye, I can see that his heart is smiling from his chest. "It's my job you know. And I'm very glad that both of you are happy. Brad deserves all of the happiness in this world... before it's too late" I replied to the blonde. I stood up from the bench and left the blonde behind. "Hey wait Con! What do you mean by before it's too late?" Tristan asked. "It would be better if you would find it out for yourself Tristan. But always remember to make Brad happy. He deserves to love and be loved. See you around Tris!" I replied to the taller blonde.
I have no right to tell him about Brad's case. He just have to find it out for himself. My job is done and I hope they're both happy. I pulled out my phone on my pocket and dialed Celia. "Hey, I talked to Tristan again today. I saw him at the park. Want me to come over to yours and talk about it? And also, did you notice his butterfly shaped rash on his cheeks before the Christmas break started?"
Brad
Tristan messaged me on facebook this morning saying he had a fever after his morning jog. I frowned on my phone screen after I read his message. I hope he's alright, it's a bit cold and snowy today, I wish I could go to his place and take care of him and cuddle him up until he's all better. Mum left me alone today, she went to the market and to buy some of my meds. Good thing our electricity is up again after mum paid the bill. I'm at the living room when I heard a knock on the door. I stood up weakly from our couch and went to answer it. I hope it's Tristan.
When I opened the door, my stomach dropped. A familiar face with muscular figure filled my eyes. I couldn't distinguish who he is but he's familiar. He's resting his arm on the door frame while chewing a gum. I stared at him for a few seconds and after seaching under his tattooed body and facial piercings, my heart stopped. It's James. I thoughhe moved out from the city after he dropped out of school. He got bigger body, a lot of tattoes and piercings. "I fucking miss you Brad you sexy slut!" he said smirkingly. He grabbed both of my arms tightly as he crashed his lips onto mine. "James STOP PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU!" I tried to pull out to gasp some air. He continues, I feel his tongue searching for mine as he kisses me deeper. I couldn't fight him, James is too strong. He pushed me inside of my house and in to the hallway. I tried pulling out, hitting him with all my force but it was useless. My tears came crashing down on my cheeks as he continues to kiss me. He started touching my butt cheeks and squeezing my thighs "Did you miss this huh? God you're still innocent, I like it" James whispered on my ears. All the bad memories of James' in my mind flashed back like. I sob as I hit James with my little hands. He pins me againts the wall grinding me. "JAMES PLEASE STOP!! I DON'T WANT YOU ANYMORE PLEASE!" I cry in sorrow as he takes down my jeans and kissing me on the neck. He's gotten more aggressive and powerful. James punched me on my stomach, making me weak and powerless. He put his hands on my mouth as he takes down my boxers "Be quiet you piece of shit!" He started to unzip his pants and stared grinding me again. "SHHHHH, AWWW BABY BRAD IS STILL A VIRGIN?!! WELL NOT ANYMORE! YOU'LL LIKE THIS BABY I SWEAR" He whispers in my ears as he squeezes my mouth. My face is burning red in anger and sadness. "JAMES PLEASE!! STOP!" I still tried to fight back but he was holding both of my arms hard. There's nothing that I can do besides to cry my heart out for help.
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Fiksi Penggemar"I didnt know that angels could experience agony." -T.O.V.E Brad is wrecked, damaged, broken and sick. But then Tristan came to fix it all up.
