Heaven comes to he who waits

Untitled Part 11

When Manny and Ian came back the next day, they brought Paul with them. It was around 7 or 8 pm, the only time Paul was off from working in the office. But he still had to come visit Curt. Once they made it to Curt's bedroom, they noticed he had made it out of the bathtub. He was sitting up against the headboard, with his knees drawn up to his chest. The longing look was back on his face

"Hey buddy. I uh, brought you some stuff" Paul set down a couple gift bags on his dresser, along with a bouquet of flowers

Curt's eyes moved to watch him, then he looked down at the bed. Roland walked in behind the guys, and quickly acknowledged them as he passed them on his way to see to Curt

He whispered something to Curt, and the guys saw a small smile rise from Curt. But it quickly vanished, as if he forced himself to stop smiling

"As your manager, I kind of need you to tell me exactly what happened yesterday Curt" Paul walked over to Curt, and Roland took a step back

Curt looked over at him with a sad look in his eyes. But the look told Paul that he'd talk to him. Paul turned around and looked at Ian and Manny. This was going to be a private a conversation. They seemed to understand, and left immediately. Roland turned to leave, but Curt quickly grabbed his hand. Roland turned around and looked down at their hands. His eyes traveled up to Curt. Who was staring directly at him 

"I'll be back in a bit. Don't worry" Roland squeezed Curt's hand and gave him a small smile. Curt didn't want to let go of his hand, but he let Roland's hand go and watched him leave the room 

"I need details. I know it's hard for you, but I have to know" Paul sighed and sat on the other end of the bed 

"They probably think that he.. He touched me or something. But that's not it" Curt looked down as he spoke about the incident 

"That's what we all think happened. But go on" Paul crossed one of his legs 

"He's been upset ever since I told him I was in love with someone. He thought I loved him, but I only think of him as a friend. And then he just came here drunk and he," Curt paused for a moment. "just lost his temper" Curt did his best to explain

"Did he physically harm you?" Paul raised an eyebrow at him 

Curt breathed in slowly and he pulled up his shirt. Sure enough, there were huge bruises and cuts all over his body. He quickly pulled his shirt down after Paul had a good look at the damage 

"I need to know who did it. So if he tries anything like this again, I'll know it's him and I'll be able to do something" Paul sighed again and ran a hand over his face 

Curt was quiet for a long time. He didn't want to give up his name, but he knew he had to. For him own safety. "You know Jordan. One of our security guys" Curt spoke quietly 

"Tall Jordan? With the black hair and always wears the sunglasses?" Paul tried to remember who Curt was talking about. He thought about all the security they had 

Curt nodded, but couldn't bring himself to look at his manager. At least not in the eyes. He felt ashamed of what happened, even though he knew it wasn't his fault

"You know I have to tell the boys" Paul uncrossed his legs but still sat on the bed 

"No, let me" Curt finally looked over at Paul, and nodded to let him know it was okay. They needed to know what was going on 

Paul stood up and walked over to the door. He opened it and called them over, and one by one, they walked into the room. Paul closed the door behind them and stood behind all of them