My Gangster Prince

CHRIS'S PAST (PART 1)

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“As I used to be small-sized and petite, many people disliked me. They treated me like I was a piece of junk, as if nobody cared for my existence. The worst experience of being bullied that I ever had was by a bully named 'Jerron'. He was the average-prince charming of the school, and he managed to seduce all the girls in the school. And even same gay guys too. He was literally the most popular kid in school. And because of that, what he hates becomes what everyone hates, which was me. Almost every day after class, he would drag me to the toilet. And I seriously mean dragging me, as in pulling my collar and sliding me on the floor as if I was some sort of luggage bag. 

As I said, he had a certain power of control over people. So he made sure to 'invite' some of his 'friends' to participate in the series of activities that starred me. In case you did not understand that, they were bashing me up. There were certain hardships whereby my head was forced against the toilet bowl. But what could I do at that point of time? I was weak and nothing was going my way. I was uninmportant, and thus I was always left unhelped. I could not self-defend, or even fight back. Even if I tried retaliating, nothing would go more right, and things would go way worse. I know it as I have tried it before. 

I was quite the rich boy back then, and I always carried extra money along with me in my wallet. And, he always had his catch phrase that he said while snatching my wallet from me: 'It's too heavy for such a fat kid like you. Here, let me help you empty.' 

If you do not know how badly I felt, it was at least a thousand times way worse than the experience you had of my friends laughing at you. And I apologise for that, as my friends are not really well behaved,” Chris recounted.

“I'm sure this isn't all, am I right?” I asked.

“You are absolutely right.. You might not believe this, but hear me out. Being beaten is bad enough, but not as bad as what I am going to tell you next. There was once whereby he just emptied my whole school bag into the toilet bowl. I literally burst out crying, as there was something really important inside. And I don't think you even know how important is that one photo to me. It is not just a photo, but it is definitely one of the best memories of my life that I had. I did try digging the photo out, but the stench of the faecal matters from the toilet bowl was too disgusting that I could not even get my nose near it. But I had to, and so I did. But never did I know that the photo got flushed into the sewage, and it was near impossible for me to get it back,” Chris said.

“What photo was that, which was so important that you had to dig inside a toilet bowl filled with faecal matters to get it back?” I questioned.

“It was the only photo that was remained of my mother and I. Our house got burned down, and all our items had been burnt into tons of ashes, which was impossible to retrieve anything back. Nobody was at home at that point of time, and I was at school. Lucky me, I carried along with me a photo of my mother and I. And that was the only photo that I had with her after the incident. She did not really like taking photos, and so it was really hard to get her to take one with me. I did not even have time to take one last photo with her, as not long after, she... she... left us,”

Chris let go of an uncontrollable waterfall which I could tell that he had been hiding from everyone else.So there was my chance, should I just give him a tight hug? Or should I just comfort him? Oh gosh, I really could not bear the scene of him crying so hard, especially due to his cover-up. It seemed so real, but now I got to see the true side to it, which of course I felt honoured about.

“Cheer up dude, I can tell that you were really close to your mother, based on the way you spoke about her,” I mentioned.

“We used to be like the best of friends, and we were very very close. We could chat about anything and everything there was to chat about, without any secrets being kept or lies being told. I would find her in times of trouble or need, and so would she. We were literally BFFs for life. But none of us in the family knew that she was keeping such a deep, dark secret, that concerned her health. She had lung cancer, and it was at a very late stage that she finally found out that she had got it. My father and I would have never known about this if we had not seen her report and cause of death.  I knew she was just trying to cover up so that she was not being a burden to us, but that is not how I feel. I would rather the family go through the battle of hardship together. I really regretted not spending more time with her, and I hoped I did. So now tell me, do you think I loved her deeply?” Chris stopped his flow of tears and said.

“Yea, and I am really sorry for your loss, Chris,” I replied.

I took this extremely precious chance to give him a big tight hug, expecting him to push me away. But he did not do that! Instead, he seemed to appreciate the hug and hugged me back. I was feeling really delighted, but yet sad for his past. But hey, it was our first hug! I really wondered how he felt at that point of time.

CHRIS'S POV.

'I really think that Valor is a good friend, as he decided to comfort me. I bet if it were my friends, they would just ignore me completely. I am not sure why, but I could really feel his passionate love for me through this hug. And it felt strong, warm and solid at the same time. That was the first ever hug that enabled me to feel the feelings of the other partner, and I somehow really wished for it to be lengthened or stay forever. Rei never hugged me like this before, but Valor did it for the first time. And it was so strange that I had a feeling which told me to continue to give the hug back to him. Is there anything going on now? Have I been touched to the point that sexuality doesn't matter anymore? I am not sure at all, man.'