Illegal love (boyxboy)

Chapter 4 - The Way We Were

Flashback (over a year ago)

"You pig!" He screamed as he hit me in the stomach and ran ahead. 

He turned back once, as he pushed through our front door, an angelic smile across his face. I bolted after him, catching him just inside the house, to pick him up and spin him around in circles. Both of us giggling like buffoons.

That's when I noticed how awfully quiet it was...

"Hmm" I purred, looking around the room as I pulled him close in my arms so he was facing me. "It seems we are alone...."

He smiled brightly up at me. The smile I loved.

"Oh dear..." He whispered seductively "I hope we don't get taken advantage of, this is a bad neighbourhood you know.."

I couldn't help but chuckle.

"You are such a girl" I said, laughing outright as he pushed violently away from me, an appalled look on his face. He jumped onto the desk behind the couch screaming: "How dare you! I am a MAN!!!" He announced with his hands on his hips and his head held high.

It felt like they're was a hanger in my mouth, I just couldn't stop smiling... But after all this time, I was used to being like that around Jay. He brought out a side to me I never knew I had. A happy one.

I quickly ran at his knees, tackling him onto the couch so he was lying under me, my own smile reflected on his face. I kissed his nose as he crinkled it. I then starred deeply into his eyes for what seemed like a millennium before I softly pressed my lips to his.

"I love you Jay." I said staring back at him. "Please..." I begged "don't ever leave me." I buried my head into his neck leaving feathery kisses all over it.

"Right" He huffed in amusement, shivering slightly from the effects of my kisses. "And where am I gunna go?" He cupped my face and brought it close to his so he could stare into my eyes.

"Your my world Troy. I love you more than anything."

God. If he ever did leave me. I would simply die.

* Jay's P.O.V. *

Even though we'd been together for a long time... and even though I knew he loved me as much as I did him, I still felt vulnerable laying down my feeling for him. The more you have the more you can lose right?

Just then a noise shook us from our dream state. Our heads turned in sync to see Henry with a small boy next to him.

"Ew. You seem to have a fag infestation here Mr.Donavon...." The child said sending us a disgusted glare.

'Oh dear' I though and tried to grab for Troy but he was too fast. He flung off of me and bolted at the kid. Henry simply moved aside.

Useless fuck....  Then there it was. CRACK!

The boy was now on the floor, a shocked look on his face that was now covered in blood, to match his hair, from his severely wounded nose.

I quickly rushed to the kitchen as I heard Henry speak.

"Oh my... Now Bartholomule..." Ah. Here comes the speech.." We, in no way tolerate violence in this facility. Troys inappropriate actions are his own and will be punished. He is a troubled boy and we are currently trying to rehabilitate him. Now if you wish to bring this up with your social service administrator you may do so but I warn you, I am well acquainted with Mr. Maxx and am aware that he does not tolerate homophobes, as do the rest of here. I will expect you to follow suit from now on. Welcome to RedCross Institute for the troubled, neglected and abandoned. You will be released on your 19th birthday, no sooner, by the law of The Province. Enjoy your stay." And with that he walked away.