My middle finger salutes you (Unedited)

Chaptet 13

Roger's POV

My fists were clenched,my breath ragged ans my temper blazing.

"How could you say that to me?" I aaked incrediously.

Malcum stood up slowly,dusted himself off,took a deep breath and said.

"How can I say that? Because,my dear Roger,IT'S THE TRUTH. AND I THINK YOU'RE MISSING THE BIGGER PICTURE HERE. YOU JUST FUCKING HIT ME."

"Big whoop. It is not as if you are busy dieing or anything huge." I shrugged.

"Cool. Fine. Be that way." He muttered while grabbing his keys,wallet and phone.

"Where the hell are you off to?"

He stopped at the dedroom door,looked at me over his shoulder and said.

"Going off the grid for a while. I need time to myslef and you need time to short out that shit head of yours."

With that,he left.

Please,Malcum will come back to me. He loves me.

Yeah,but do you love him?

That voice in the back of my head said.

What bullshit,of coarse I love him.

You sure have a funny way of showing it.

"Hello Roger." A voice said from behind me.

I swirled around to see a Asian looking man standing there.

"Kean,right?" I asked.

"Yeah." He nodded. "I must say,if anyone was to leave this pathetic excuse for a relasenship,I thoight it would be you. But hey. The days brings all sort of suprizes."

"Keagan didn't leave. He just needs time."

"To do what? Let me tell you what. To abapt to the person his boyfriend has become."

Next thing I know,I'm being lunged at. I through him over my shoulder and turn around to see where he landed bit he was gone.

I walked to the bathroom,looked into the mirror and said to myself.

"That's bloody bull. I haven't changed a bit. I am still me. Malcum will come back. He will."

9 days,it has been 9 days since Malcum has left and I am freaking out. Let me walk you through my 9 days of torture.

Day 3 to 5,I was indenail,thinking that Malcum was crazy and I was pefectly fine.

Day 6 to 7,I was reflecting on the words that where spoken to me.

'You have changed.' 'This is not you.'

I have changed. This is't me. I killed my dad. I used boyfriend for my sick pleasure. I hit my boyfriend.

Day 8 to now,I am worried sick about my boyfriend,my bestfriend,my better half.

If he even still what's to be with me. I have been treating him like shit and he has been the best boyfriend in the known and unknown universe.

"Malcum,love,please come back."

Now I am sittimg on his bed,in his clothes,with a picture of him in my hands,roughtly scetching out desings. All while thinking the same thing over and over again.

"Please be okay. Please come back."

The door opened just then. Malcum walked in. He looked lost,confused and doughtful.

He doesn't love me anymore. He's totally,positivly,without a shadow of a dought going to break up with me.

That thought shattered my heart. I jumped up off the bed and ran to Malcum,hugging him as tight as I could.

"I am so,so ,soooo,sorry,my love. Please don't break up with me. I can't bare the thuoght of not having you with me. I--"

I was cut off by Malcum pulling away from me. He looked at my face with a blank stare,studing me,my actions.

"Malcum...."

"You decided to change." He said still with a blank stare.

"What?" I asked with a raspy voice.

I didn't even notice I was crying.

"You decided to change. You're you again. Why?"

"I gave what you said to me a great deal of thought and came to the conclution that you were right. I was being an absolute dick to everyone," I sniffled a bit and looked Malcum straight in the eye. "Especially to my boyfriend that sat throigh all of my temper tantrums."

Malcum looked at me,still studing me with a blank stare.

"Say it again." He said suddenly.

"I 'm sorry--"

"Not that. You called me love. Say it again."

I smiled. "My love."

He came to hig me as I hugged back. I made a promise that second. I am never,ever changing again.

Why?

I will not lose my boyfriend just because some jackass opened his big mouth.

"Hoe can I know you mean all this." He whispered in the crook of my neck.

I let go of his shoulders. Instead I grabbed his hand. I lead him to the bed and sat him down in front of me where I handed him the desings I made.

"What are these?" He asked.

"They're tattoos I desinged for us. I thought that when you cane back that we could get them. You know,to show our love." I explained. "You don't have to get yours but I totally want mine. I will love you,eternily."

Malcum stared at the 2 sheets of paper in front of him. Then started to nod slowly.

"Yeah. Let's get these tattoos." He said.

"Really? You would do that?" I asked.

"Yeah,cause you know what? I still love you,eternily. Jackass attitude and all."

I told you guys thst I have the best boyfriend ever. I so happy I can squel.

"So whan do you want these done? We can book an appointment or--"

"Roger,I trust you." He handed me the sheet of paper.

I stared at Malcum like a deer caught in headlights. Malcum only nodded and took off his jacket he had on 9 days ago.

I took the tattoo set out from under the bed and started with Malcums tattoo.

3 and a half hours later and I am done with his tattoo. It's a simple infinity heart with my name across the middle of the infinity sign. Malcum and I switch positions and does my tattoo,which is basicly the same thing just with his name across the middle. It went slightly faster because he is a bloody pro arlt this,so 2 and a half hours later, my tattoo is done.

Standing on front of the mirror,admiring ou new tattoos,I relise that no mattet what mayourly shitty situation Malcum and I get thrown into,we will come out swinging because that is just how we are.

Strong alone but invenseble together.

And Allen didn't find out about a damn thing.